The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1893-08-08
LOVE AMONG ARMS.

army had come to the end Of the days
march, few miles from the Austrian
frontier. The men were gathered in
groups here and there, pitching their
tents and cooking their suppers. On
q rising slope above the camp the
artillery had been parked, and near
the guns two lieutenants were walk
ing up and down, examining the
country with their glasses. The elder
of the two was Drowned by exposure.
His light mustache had q fierce up
ward curve, which he increased by
twirling it continually with both
hands, uhrrI the points protruded like
spikes on each side Of his goOd-na-
tured mouth. His face would have
been severe had it not been for HE
soft gray eyes, that counteracted the
effect of his other features. His
companion was younger and of q
slighter build.
They walked on in silence for some
time. At last the younger spoke,
pointing eastward with his glass.
about thirty>miles beyond those
mills. Won Lingen," he said, '.lies the
old house where / was born. My
mother was an Austrian. you know,
and when my father died was. sent
to live with my grandfather at Sa-
dowa. It is rather a curious coin
cidence that / should be making war
on my own people. There is no one
in the house now but my cousin,
Marie v. Hohenhausen.
The Grain Hohenhausen." broke
in v. Lingen. ''ls she your cousin?
Yes" he added. as his companion
looked at him questioningly. 81 know
her. We met several times in Berlin
last year. She is a charming wo-
man"
"You are quite right" answered
Karl, ''she Is a wonderful creature.
remember her very we'll as girl.
but am afraid that bore you with
my "reminiscences"
mot in the least, / assure you"
answered v. Lingen," it would be in
teresting to mo to hear anything
about the Grain Hohenhausen."
Karl did not see his friends en-
barrsssment, or, If he did so. pre-
tended to take no notice of it.
MY recollectiOns OF my boyhood
are rather vague" he said. My
grandfather was profound student
and lover of all Greek and Roman
customs Tho front door of our old
house opened into q long, low
Soom with huge fireplace at one
side. My grandfather used to sit in
his armchair in the chimney corner,
while Marie read to him from some
favorite author. She read Cicero
before she had opened Grimm'e
"Fairy Tales" and her rich pronun-
citation Of the Latin was delightful.
The house had Q free-hsnded hospi-
tslity. Prince and psuper alike were
- liberty to push the front door open
and como in. Whenever tho door
swung open Marie would rise from
her seat beside tho old man. and soy
to the entering guest. o hospes
sslve'; TO which he would reply. .Et
salve tn AMIGA After this greeting
he usually sat down by the nre. and
talked Of his travels or adventures
It VS. . quaint conceit OF my grand
fathers He said that it reminded
him Of tho simplicity Of Homeric life.
] can SEQ the room now, with tho old
scholar and the girl sitting in the
1ickering freight, and can hear her
fresh, clear voice cry out to me the
quaint old Latin greeting"
Tho two officers had been descend
ing the hill as they talked. and now
found themselves among q crowd of
their companions collected around
the mess tent Karl went from group
to group. discussing the days events
and the morrow's probabilities. but
Y. Lingen strolled of by himself
The only thing that his mind could
grasp was the picture of the woman
he loved, reading Latin to her grand.
father by the light of the fire. It
was probable that tomorrow line
Of march would pass near Sadowa
His one desire was to slip away from
his regiment as it passed the old
echloss Of the HOhenhausens, to push
open the great front door. and then
to hear her voice say .'Salve"
He avoided the noisy mess tent,
and as soon Is it was dark. went to
bed. He lay awake most of the
night. going over in his mind every
detail of their meeting. which he was
determined should take place the
next day. When at last he fell
asleep. it was only 10 hear her voice
repeating some sonorous Latin
phrases that he could not understand
until they simplified themselves into
the words. "lch liebedich."
The events of the battle on the
following morning are matters of his
tory. The movements of the Ger
man army had been wonderfully con-
else. The Austrians were being
gradually surrounded by circle of
German batteries that Numbered
upon them from every hill One side
Of the circle still remained omen A