Mexico weekly ledger., 1891-06-11

MY God," cried the Old man In
German, "is this you, Waldo ?"
The man seemed unutterably
astonished. The dog meanwhile
barked joyfully and jumped up to
his breast, then ran toward the hotel
entrance and barked again. The
old German was puzzled, but he
followed the dog, who repeated the
barking as he met his young owner
at the door, who was calling him
by another name.
When the young man saw his
dog he turned back into the corri-
dor without noticing the stranger,
who followed.
"Is that your dog ?" asked the
old man.
cit is my dog" said young Mr..
Bauer.
"Well, I am sure it is my old,
old dog, which I lost 1S years ago.
You are from Germany, I think.
From what part 2"
81 am from Cologne, SIR" said
Bauer.
"And 1 am from the village of
Muhlheim, a little further up the
Rhine"
"Why do you think the dog is
yours ?"
Because he answers me by the
name of Waldo. Eighteen years
ago and NY family lived on the
banks of the Rhine at Muhlheim.
I had a grain garden there. One
night the river rose and l and my
wife and children were aroused.
We saved little and our infant float
ed away, and We never saw 1t nor
our dog who was but year old
then.
"What color was the cradle p"
asked the young man excitedly.
cred and blue," said the old
man.
"And had the dog a collar on
with G. II. G. on it 2''
eyes, yes" cried the stranger.
"Gottlieb II. Gruener."
The young man seemed awe
struck. 81 am the child found in
that CRADLE"
Gruener gave the young man
single look and uttered an excla-
nation of recognition.
"And can this be my lost boy /"
he cried, hanging on his neck.
Other proofs were soon establish
ed between father and son, and
they awkwardly but sincerely tri-
ed to express their surprise and
gratitude.
Meanwhile crowd had gather
ed in the corridor and made the
two uncomfortable. They went to
private parlor, where a Chronicle
man saw them two hours later.
II had always been told, said
the young man, that l had been
picked up on the Rhine during the
flood in 1878. My foster fathers
name is Bauer, and is rich wine
merchant of Cologne. He and my
foster mother found me when I
was rescued by some pesants and
brought me up. am in America
on my first extended trip of pleas
ure. Twas called Bauer after my
foster father and Herman, also af-
ter him.
~Gruener tells a strange tale. He
lost his child in the spring floods
and never saw it or his young dog
till this morning. He came to
America in 1875 and is a common
laborer living ON South Broadway.
Young Mr.. Bauer, or Gruner, as
he should no" be called, paid his
bill at the hotel and went with his
father to see his mother, who is at
present visiting in East st. Louis.
II will have my father and
mother go with me to Germany at
once" said the long lost son. 81
find he has nothing worth selling
so ] may take him tomorrow. "
The three will spend tonight in
East st. Louis. This afternoon
Bauer sent a cablegram to his
foster father, announcing his happy
find.
The young man had come from
Chicago this morning and had in
tended leaving for New York to-
night on the Vandalia. He speaks
fair English, but the conversation
with his father was conducted in
German.
The old dog will be more kindly
treated and worshipped than ever
before. "Waldon united father
and son, and the triumvirate can
be broken only by death.