The Pickens sentinel. [volume] (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, 1885-08-13
THE TWO ROSENBERGs.

father had not been promoted very
rapidly, it happehcd that he and his
son were second lieutonants at tho
same time. the father just entering his
fortieth year and the son his twentieth.
In spite of tho difference in age, tho
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 as,there was marked resem-
blance Ii 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 Roscn-
berg the second, as it gave him moro
freedom. But tho 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 nc.' oNpcr-
fences. 1t was great pleasure to tho
old officer to watch the unpacking of
his comrades trunks. There was al
people of this little, t-Of-the-way
place had never heard Of, and concern
ing which the curiosity of Rosenberg
the first led him to inform himself very
minutcly. One day an officer of the
White dragons came to the .gaSrison,
who, although no longer q 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 q bottle that
he had taken out of his satchel.
What have you SO tineP" asked the
curious host. "a flask of cologne
water-or perhaps cordial for tho
stomach"
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.
ooh. it is waterloo the scalp" he
muttered."
"For whatP" asked Rosenberg.
''For the scalp"
ooh" he said; and continued: "You
have !ery clean, beautiful scalp"
That is what makes it."
"And such black hair"
This was evidently very annoyinp to
the strange officer, and he turned the
conversation in another direction. The
next morning he returned his thanks
for the hospitality he had received, and
was about to take his departure, but
Rosenberg tho 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 saw tho sun streaming in, he
went to close the blinds, and discover
ed behind the curtain tho bottle that
his guest had forgotten. His first i'm
pulse was TO hasten after him with it.
But the second thought was that tho
officer would have Il start of an hour
before he could ovcrtake him. He had
only an hour ut his disposal, as he
must be on duty alter that. The bot
tie could remain where it was until his
comrade returned, or If he never did
return he probably knew where to get
moro. Tho old officer examined it on
all sides. 1t was plain white bottle,
without label, and half full of fluid
like clear water. "What things 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, hold
the bottle to his left nostrl, closed his
right eye, and took good sniff OF it.
alt is clear water" he said. '"My
comrade has done we'll Such stuff
would make mo whito-clear, we'll
water. might plays joke or my
friend of the White dragons. / will
pour this out, and put in some %other.
When he returns he will uso it5 on his
head and imagine it has helped him.
Then | will laugh at the old boy. Hal
ha! har'
With this decision he wont3 to his
room, poured the contents of the bottle
into tho wash-bowl, and then billed it
half full of water from the pitcher.
There" he exclaimed, putting tho
cork in, II shall enjoy that, when my
friend returns. This will help him as
little as tho other, and he will soon
find out that it never amounted 20 any,
thing. That do any good! Hal hat
hapT
He then put his hand in the wash
basin, held his head over it, ana wash
ed his hair until his arm achcd.
"Now, If that has any effeSs NV
name is Hans" said he. ''To4inorroyS
morning my head will look iust "a Il
does now. But must be Off T., tho
square to drill the recruits. sIf {, y
quarter of an hour too earlg but II
will make no difference, and oAo novor
knows what may delay him On tho
way" So he put Oh his cap, "a stoned
on his sabor, and walked loistlfSiv 70.
ward tho markot-place. Wben2 he
reached there he found the caktoin
there before him.
Having had nothing TO pass 9aV,.y
tho time with, tho captain thoughtAss'y,,
would go down to tho square and have
a little chat with Rosenberg the first,
II he should happen to be down some
what early. He smiled with satisfac-
ton as he saw that officer coming
arUpnd tho corner, but when he had
come few steps nearer his face fell
with disappointment. Stin he spoke
to the man who approached him, and
said; Good morning, dear Roson-