Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1885-10-01
THE TWO RoSENBERGs.

whom he allOWcu 10 enter the same
battery when lac was Is. But as the
father had not been promoted very
rapidly, it happened that he and his
son were second lieutenants at the
same time, the father just entering his
fortieth year and the son his twentieth.
In spite of the difference in age, the
father looked younger than his son,
who had come into the world with an
old face; and if the fathers gray hair
could have been exchanged for the
coal-black' locks of his son there is no
doubt but that he would have been ia
ken for his son. and vice versa, espec-
tally rs there was 4 marked resem-
blance in face and figure. They be-
came known as Rosenberg the first and
Rosenberg the second.
After the death of his wife the father
and his son separated and took bach
elors' quarters. which pleased Rosen-
BERG the second, rs it gave him more
freedom. But the father who had
been used to society, soon grew tired
OF it. and invited TO his rooms all the
officers who visited the little garrison.
This was not of frequent occurrence,
but it afforded occasional new exper-
fences. 1t was great pleasure to the
old officer to watch the unpacking of
his comrades trunks There was al
ways something new to be seen that
people of this little, out-of-the-way
place had never heard of, and concern
inc which the curiosity of osenberg
the first led him to inform himself very
infinitely. One day an officer of the
White dragons came to the garrison,
who, although no longer n young man,
had very black, glossy hair One Sun
day morning Lieutenant Rosenberg
the first entered the room Of his guest
without knocking, just as he was
drawing the cork from Il bottle that
he had taken out of his satchel.
what have you so tine?" asked the
curious host. "A flask OF cologne
water-or perhaps cordial for the
stOmachP"
This sudden appearance seemed to
surprise his guest rather unpleasantly.
He hastily put the cork into the bottle
and set it behind curtain out of
sight
"Oh, it is water-for the scalp" he
muttored. "
For what?" asked Rosenberg.
"For the scalp.
"Ohr' no said; and continued: "You
have a very clean, beautiful scalp"
That is what makes it.
"And such black hair.
This was evidently very annoying to
the strange officer, and he turned tho
conversation in another direction The
next morning he returned his thanks
for the hospitality We had received. and
was about 10 take his departure. but
Rosenberg the first could not allow
that until he had ordered his own old
horse, and mounted it to accompany
his friend OF the White Dragons to
the city limits, where he left him. and
rode home again. When he arrived
there and Jaw the sun streaming in, he
went 10 close the blinds. and discover
ed behind the curtain the bottle that
his guest mad forgotten. His first inn
pulse was 20 hasten after him with it.
But the second Thought was that the
officer would have Il start ot an hour
bc.ure hc could overtake him. He had
only an hpur at ms disposal. rs he
must be Oh duty after that The bot
tie could remain where it was until his
comradc returned. or If he never did
return he probably knew where TO get
more. The old officer examined it on
all sides. 1t was plain white bottle,
without label, and half full Of llud
like clear water. Whatthings people
will contrive!' he thought, while he
shook first his head and then the bot
tie. This benefit his head! What
nonsense! ] believe it is good for
nothing" He drew out the cork, held
the bottle to his left nostril, closed his
right eye, and took a good sniff OF it.
1T is clear water" he said. "'My
comrade has done well. Such stuff
would make me whito-clear, well
water. | might play a joke on my
friend of the White Dragons. | viii
pour this out, and put in some other.
When he returns he will Use it on his
head and imagine it has helped him.
Then | will laugh at the old boy Ha!
ba, har'
With this decision he went to his
room, poured the contents of the bottle
into the wash-bowl, aud then filed it
half full of water from the pitcher.
There, he exclaimed, putting the
cork in, Il shall enjoy that, when my
friend returns. This will help him as
little as the other and he viii soon
find out that it never amounted to any
thing. That do any good! Ha! hal!
har'
He then put his hand in the wash
basin, held his head over it, and wash
ed his hair until his arm ached
''Now, if that has any effect, my
name is Hans, said he. Tomorrow
morning my head viii look just as it
does now. But / must be off to the
square to drill the recruits. 1t is a
quarter of an hour too early, but 1t
viii make no difference, and one never
knows what may delay him on the
way" SO he put on his cap, fastened
on his saber, and walked leisurely to-
ward the mmket-place When lie
reached there he found the captain
there before him.
Having had nothing to pass away
the time with, the captain thought he
would 60 down to the square and have
little chat with Rosenberg the first,