The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1886-05-14

holland, as we steamed In a little
packet to Zaandam, and counted the
windmills and the cottage roofs that
appeared to grow up be- ind the dikes,
that he, happening to speak of HIM
sell, remarked that he had been mis-
taken sometimes for a Spaniard.
Eyes, you are dark enough to be
the shadow Of somebody eIse,p / said.
"And your ideal Is a blonde hero"
he returned.
How well you know my idealsl" /
answered. Like Bobby Shafto, fat
and fair, combing down his yellow
hair-of lofty stature. I'm certain
Bobby was tall" The Doctor was
in~contestably short and thin.
"But the best things are in the small
est parcels" said Mrs. Adams coming
to the rescue.
What a quaint old place we found
Zaandam, where Peter the Great has
left an odor of romance that seemed
to cling to the little green cottages
with their red-tiled roofs, which resem-
bled the wooden villages of our infan-
cy! Andhow the Doctor scowled when
| wasted my substance on some vivid
green pottery of an odd pattern!
What's the use of buying such
trash?" he asked.
"Ah, the aesthetic taste lacking. You
call this waste; but you don't under
stand the art OF economy. This green
dish, that looks as if it were deformed,
and that cost me exactly five cents,
will look so foreign and fantastic in
the garish light of America that my
friends will think / have brought them
a bonanza. Besides, like to spend
without counting the cost; | hate to
count my money. hate poverty, or
a genteel sufficiency."
Sin other words you love luxury"
"Have | ever conided my love to
you? | love plenty, / confess. /
should die ofNconomy; it's worse than
the govt for cramping one"
"You must marry q millionaire"
said Mrs. Adams.
"FiIst catch your hare" suggested
Ladislaw.
There's the Herr Docter,"I heard
Mrs. Adams say in In aside to
Ladislaw.
"But he's not a millionaire, nor to
caught with chaff.
wondered if the Doctors ears we're
as keen as mine; but his face betrayed
nothing.
| think it was in Heidelberg that
we met again our friend of the steam
ship, Mr.. Finch. We had climbed to
the Schloss, and found him seated in
a loop-hole, SO to speak, behind it's
curtain of ivy, sketching the scene.
"Mr. Finch!" / cried.
EYES," said the Doctor; "a bird in
the hand"
"He looks more like one in the bush
just now" as he hoped down from
his perca to greet us with effusion.
welcome to my studio" he said;
81 am just sketching the valley Of
the Neckar in passing"
What a lovely old ruin this isl"
said Ladislaw.
II like to think of the lords and la
dies who made love on that old bal
cony in the sweet June weather." Mr..
Finch replied, cor when the moon
light overlap the valley, who are only
q handful of dust to-day"
II suppose their ghosts walk there?"
K LaQlSlaW.
Certainly. What's an old ruin
without a ghost?"
s'Oh! / wish | could sec one!" /
cried.
The Doctor ''pshawed." "You base
materialistl you do not deserve the
vision"
eff you will come up here with me
some starlight night v~ouchsafed Mr.
Finch, 1--WE may be able to unearth
one
"And Mrs. Adams will come too"
said LadIslaw.
1t was Mr.. Finch who ''pshawed"
this time, but beneath his breath.
Certainly" put in the Doctor.
Adams is as eager to see a ghost
yourself. You should extend to her
all the advantages OF foreign travel"
But, for all that, Mrs. Adams did
not see one. / met Mr.. Finch on the
staircase the following evening, and
we slipped out of the hotel and up to
the Schloss, while the Others supposed
| was writing letters in the retirement
of my own room. Was it very wrong?
/ dare say Mr.. Finch thought SO. We
wandered up and about the old place
with it's haunting shadows, startling
bats and owls and all sorts of night
moths from the tapestry of ivy, while
he repeated ghostly verses and
whispered O. good many ghostly
nothings. And | had myreward. For
while we rested in a recess that looked
out upon the dark sky and river, the
moon shot out a beam between the
and revealed the shadows of
two sssures on the balcony.
There, / told you you should see a
ghost. You are not faint? 1t is really
only two lovers" said Mr.. Finch.
Was / faint? Judge whether the SEN
that possessed me was fear or
pain. / had recognized one ofthe shad-
ows as that of the Herr Doctor AS