News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1886-01-28

heaven without him. In the distrac
tion of her thoughts she had walked or
till she was tired, and now she turned
back into the Altmarket. How the
scene had changedl the people, the
shops, the carriages were still there, tc
be sure, and the fgsre Of Germania in
the centre of the square still seemed tC
soar into the violet heavens. 1t was all
another world by gaslight; such necro-
NANCY had been wrought that Violet
could not tell which direction to take
toward home; so many cross lights puz-
zled and blinded her. Everybody was
Fastening homeward; everybody had
some one waiting and Watching for his
approach, some one thinking of him.
Only she was forlorn and alone and
desolate. She forgot that
''No wind could drive her bark astray,
Or change the tide Of destiny"
OF course 1t would be impossible for
! Violet to lose herself to-day in Dresden ;
she laughs at the idea; uut at that time
= vas quite different story. The Ait
markt, as everybody knows, is a square
shut In with shops, with two streets
leading out of it from each of its fo r
| corners, so to speak. In a frenzy of fear
Violet chose one of these streets: if it
were the Schlossstrasse through which
she had come to the Altmarkt, She knew
1T would presently bring her in view Of
the thoroughfare leading into the
Schlossplatz where the gtided grouns
on the stairway Of BruhIs terrace would
show her that she was all RIGHT for
nome. That was the onIy route she
knew knew' But after walking Some dis
'anc@ the. street ended against dark
I and forbidding building; then she re-
traced her steps and hurried in the
opposite direction, into Wildruffer-
strasse, and as this opens upon the Port
platz, she soon saw that she was wrong
again; always she returned to the Ait
markt, feeling that this was her only
guide and safety, as the street which
had brought her there must still lead
out of it, unless some enchantment had
been at work.
In her haste and excitement she ex-
plored one street after another without
hitting upon the right one, and, in fact,
following several Of them more than
once before recognizing her mistake
If 1t had been daylight she felt that all
would be well, the adventure would
have been delightful; but here, with
the clocks striking eight in the dark |
ness, made more perplex1ng by the num-
berless lights, without a German word |.
IN her vocabulary, it was anything but |
comfortable. Desperate at length, when .
the SchlOssstrasse really seemed to van
ish out of existence, she accosted a .
woman and asked her way in English.
The IUpTna cy,1iIoH opI Id
1t was of no use asking the way; no.
body understood her. She was hungry
and cold and faint. 1t seemed to her
that she had been hunting for the
for hours, and might con-
tinue in that occupation all night if no
9ne came to her aid. There were the
iroschkas, to be sure, drawn up in long
ines, waiting for passengers who never
eemed to arrive, the driver wrapped in
heir blankets, smoking or sleeping con-
but she dared not take one,
ven if she could have made the driver
Understand where she wished to 90. At
hat time she did not know that a Dres-
en- drosct-1a Is as safe as ones roof I
rec. At last she paused in her mad {
nd despairing haste to beg help of a s
entleman with his wife upon his arm. f
hey stopped and listened, regarding 7
Ter compassionately. They answered
Ter IN broad German, and she replied in
tfusiye English. 1t seemed to her that
he woman began to regard her with
uspicion, to question if she were
beggar, or what. The man opened ,
lis purse. Violet shook her head, and {
he tears sprang into her eyes. 81 have
ost my way" she persisted. eff l
ould find the Terrace, should be all (
light. ! know the way we'll from there" I
While she spoke, somebody else stopped ,
nd listened, arrested by her voice. /. {
"Yiolet Violetp somebody said,
lose to her elbow; and Violet an ,
wered:
''Oh, John? John is it gou?"
Eyes, it is |. found l couldn't live {
Without you" And Violet was in his I
rms, safe and happy, and the German ;
Gentleman and his wife smiled at each (
ther and at Violet, who no longer saw I
nybody in the crowded square but
ohm Dabney.-Ha,per'S Bazar. (