The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1886-10-12

/ have heard so much these last rev
I days."
Wilhelm colored. The Englishman
/ had not long been an inhabitant Ca
/ Weindorf, and. as s stranger, his igno-
rance concerning individual villagers
could readily be excused.
mo, sir. have done nothing heroic
nothing at all. The 'WeindOrf hero,
as you call him, is Franz Muller"
Eyes, that is the name; heard il
from Fraulein Kellner." Wilhelm
WINGED. well. Herr Franz showed
himself of the right sort, eh?'
"Of very brave sort, Herr Kunst-
lsr."
"And well earned his honors"
"yery well-nobly."
Wilhelm spoke up stoutly, but the
latent sadness of his voice was not lost
upon his nearer. who looked inquir-
ingly down into the young mans face.
The Englishman's politics were not
very clearly defined, but he called
himself a radical; at least. he hated
military institutions and old theories
concerning ultimate appeals to phys
zeal force. His own theorieS-if he
had any-for the settlement of differ
ences between nations were too adj
vanced for warlike, conservative Ger
many; he discreetly kept them to HIM
self. The look in the soldiers face of
patiently-born suffering-suffiering men,
tally - well a. phySically-tOuched
him. the more so as he half-guesscd its
cause; he laid his hand kindly on the
young mans shoulder.
$50 YOU are not the Weindorf heroi
Well. your chance for achieving
hyrOi>m is not over yet"
s.Not over, sir!' Wilhelm spoke in
almost an injured tone; he glanced
down at his crippled arm.
'.AsSuredly not. War doesn't pro-
vide the only opportunity surely for
displaying courage and self-sacriiice.
the qualities which make up heroism.
You haven't read Carlyle on heroes
hot likely-even i'm a German transla-
ton. But Milton says-you have
heard of Milton, by the by?'
10, yes, Father Andreas taught me
about him. He was = great English
poet-nicht?-and he wrote Paradise
Lost.
Precisely. And Milton said. in his
sonnet of Cromwelr'-the Englishman
translated the lines into rough literal
German" Peace has her victories not
less renowned than war Her VIC
tors are intellectual and moral victOrS;
you may be one of them-why not?
Now give me my change, please-fifteehi
kreuzers thanks. Good evening"
The Engiishman departed abruptly
as he had come. Wilhelm watched
him briskly mounting the steep street,
under the slow mounting moon. Tie
visitors words had not proved fruitfIaI
of consolation, but the Kindness of their
intention was manifest enough.
1T was Gretchen who told the En-
glishman about Franz, Wilhelm re-
Elected as be made his way through the
shop TO his sitting-room,
A shadow came between him and the
light Lifting his eyes he saw Franz
standing before him, with diffideni
look on his handsome, bronzed face.
Wilhelm gave the newcomer mill
tary salute. You here. Herr Lieuten-
antr' be exclaimed. There have
actually remembered to call you by
your title. I feared that it would be
difficult TO remember at first
Il don't want you to remember, re.
sponded Franz.
= AT least. / can't foEget-Ro one who
knows you will ever forget how you
wen your title. You must letme thank
you. Franz the familiar name slipped
out, and Wilhelm dill not recall it
.sfor the honor which you have brought
upon the regiment" ~
The young officer responded briefly.
He had not come here for. q tribute OF
thanks or praise; its reception troubled
him. He looked down on his COM
rade's fsee-blanehed and saddened by
illness and Imprisonment, .apd words
In which to convey his sympathy were
difficult to be found, Ills emotions
las an American author has neatly
said-''were entertained in chamber
of his heart. remote from the portals of
Speech" he feared now to appear inn
pertinent or patronizing. =
F.. ''What-what are you going to do
with your =future?" he blurted out at
last His bftntness went straighter to
his companions heart than any elabor-
ate expression of sympathy could have,
gone. g -=- - --
- There will be no great change.
Father Andreas was here this morning;
he says that am to keep my old posi-
ton as saeristan.. with a boy to do the
heavy work. NY wages will be re-
duced, but an army pension is to be
given me, and will make up the defici-
ency. And when granny gives up the
business-she talks of retiring soOn-I
am TO succeed to the stOck-in-trade."
Franz drew forward a chair, and
se .ted himself. but his conversational
fuency did not increase. How famil-
lar the place lopksl One forgets that
one has been away, he said at length.
glancing round the little room. with its
well-worn table and chairs, with the
print of the Madonna. with the bowl of
potato salad set ready for supper on the
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