The Marlboro democrat. [volume] (Bennettsville, S.C.) 1882-1908, 1889-12-20

49, ae6 HOA
haps on sixty, with closely cropped
hair, and 4 hat which Wilhelm could
not keep from thinking was ono size OF
moe too big for Kim. a little old man
with sad eyes, but with a pleasant voice,
all Il smile that often quito banished
all trace of melancholy from his face.
But Wilhelm-the head waiter at
the dingy old Paris restaurant, where
for months he had presented himself at
thu same hour daily-had taken to him
floM the very first, and as the gentle
III III seemed TO court retirement, used
invar ably to ensconce him IN tho snug
gcst corner Of the room, not far from
thD'ch trcOal stove-the time waS win
ter--and with nc other companions
save II pair Of tabby cats.
"Nhat is it today" NJ. Albano
W uld inquire, as lie seated himself at
his table, with his feet on a morscl Of
goat. Kin placed there for them. "What
is II today, Wilhelm?"
And Wilhelm used invariably to
pace a white dimplcd fore-fngei
against the name Of somo particular
dish on the card, and that was tho dish
M. Albano invariably chose.
IL was not long before Wilhelm
found out that NJ. Albano was, like
himself, a Hungarian, and. like himself,
an exile. They were friends, indeed,
after this. Wilhelm told the little old man
lis story, and to some cxtent the little
old man told Wilhelm his. There was
soTe difference, nevertheless, Ii their
stations in life, for i'll his own dear
land NJ. Albano had been a count, while
Wilhelm had been but q junior ongi-
}neer.
Sand SO you are really going2" said
Wilhelm, as lie stood II day near Ills
%fricn', the empty soup-bowl in his
-.rlgI,t hand.
"Really going, Wilhelm"
So, dear! Monsieur, l shall sadly
mis-, ,ou. Is it Brussels, Monsieur,
Berlin, or Moscow? Yon say you have
Y lad engagements at these places, =
"No, no." replied M. Albano sadly;
sit is neither of these places. l am
dollo with them all--done with the
world, / might say. I am going home"
"What!" cried Wilhelm, with
frightening eyes-"home to our land
Of"
"Nay, nay, nay; never there again.
What matters imperial forgiveness?
Can a King mend a broken heart, even
if lie could restore my for;unes2 Gould
1 gaze without grief on those green.
wooded hills and valleys that oncs were
mine? Could 1 mingle with good pee
pie who dwell thcre-and who once
ca led me lord without sadness2 No,
Wilhelm, no. My home is near Lon.
don, the homo Of the refugee, the only
city in the whole world amid the bus
Tie and stir Of which au exile may WOO
forgetfulness."
Wilhelm fingered by the table for a
few moments. lie was deep Ill
thought.
"Ml. Aibano," he said ut last, ''to
have employment in London has long
been with mo an ambitious dream-a
castle in the air--can it what you will.
1 hate the garb Of severity in which
you now see me. Oh, there arc times,
monsieur, That | walk my room Ill
night, wild in thought, because | was
born for better things! Yet l try to do
my tllty-my hiimDle duty"
D. Eyes, yes, yes" said! Albano, speak
l@SSese' more briskly than was his wont.
"a r1lat is right-do your duty. I trust
y, Mo mine, humble though that is. Do
not let pride interfere with that duty.
80 not self-conscions. Concentrate
your thoughts and energies in your
work, mental though some may call it.
Believe me. Wllhelm, a halo surrounds
the head Of that man or woman who
does whatever his or her hand lndeth
to do, in no half hearted way, but with
i will, a purpose, and an honest pride
Of action, feeling inwardly that duty is
q sacred thing. Study to be content
with the state in which Providence has
placed you, Wilhelm. Study that
study that"
"Bui, monsieur, you would then
leave ambition ont OF count"
enc; OH, mol Only let your ambi-
ton le su%bservient to your duty. The
march Of intellect-that march Of the
worlds ever, over onward. Better
yourself by all means. if you can; by so
doing you may better the world; but
ambitious thoughts Or actions must
never interfere with your hours Of
labor. These b-long to your present
employee, Wilhelm"
81 see, monsieur"
G "NXell, see and think Of it. Mean
while, here is q pass for Tho Grand
MI Concert. You will SEQ me and
my Little violin in the second row OF
the orchestra. You will wait for me-,
and we will sup together at tho
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