The record-union., 1893-08-26


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The Baron wrote his letters and then
ms 1namorata suddenly appeared and
announced luncheon. she led the way
down stairs To a room next to the office
Here was set ii long table in the center of
the room without a tablecloth, but Gov
cred with white, shining white enamel
There were no chairs, but benches set
along the wall. There was no one pres
ent save the fat old man. Amelia had
disappeared as suddenly as she had APP
| peared.
! The proprietor Hospitality waved his
| guest to seat and proceeded to serve the
luncheon. II was all put upon the table
at once. When you had finished one
| course you would help yourself to another
| without The ceremony OF changing plates.
The host was tatter and redder than
ever and his tongue wagged freely as if
| 10 make up for his lack of courtesy in The
! morning. Ali the Baron was asked to do
was TO listen, and this he aid, as he
wanted to find out all about Amelia.
! ierr Sturm informed the Baron that
/ he had been in this country twenty years
Amelia had been born herein this
! house. Her mother died in giving her
birth, and here he had been ever since.
Then he went on and told about his
business; how good it was some years
and how bad it was at others. The baron
listened under protest. He longed to
ask after Amelia. Where was she now
and what was she doing?
- on do not eat much" observed his
| host, noticing the BarOns empty plate.
Amelia is considered a fine cook. |
taught her myself"
AT the mention of that magic name the
Baron grew interested.
~ Did she cook this meal?1
- Ch and every Ipaa1 yvbioJ, MO
! have"
The Baron thought Amelia could do
everything. That afternoon the Baron
hung around the house in hope of CATCH
ing sight OF the beautiful girl, but in
vain. At o'clock they had dinner, but
his divinity did not appear. The Baron
was growing bad tempered over the de-
lay. lie vaguely wondered if it wouldn't
serve his purpose better if he offered his
services as assistant cook.
After dinner the Baron took his smoke
up in his room. He was in no mood for
the garrulousness of his host. Suddenly
the twilight hour was disturbed bv he
sound of u voice singing an air from LA
Sonambula," accompanied by the play
ing OF an Illy-tuned piano. Like ali Ger
mans she was pasSlonatelY fond of music
The voice was young, clear and strong
and OF singular sweetness and purity.
he Baron laid his pipe OIL the window
olAA anu WGL4b " lIlC NlOOE ana listened
There seemed 10 be something familiar
in the dulcet sweetness of those tones
| Where had he heard that voice before?
lie listened lntently, striving to think.
All, yes, now he knows the voice was
AmeIia's.
The Baron was startled. He did not
! think the household drudge, the pretty
maid OF all work, possessed such AN ac-
comphshment. AS the song ended the
Baron hurried down stairs. He must
he would see her once more. Guided bv
the lIngllug tones he found himself be-
fore small parior. The door was wide
open, and as he looked III he saw AmeIia
seated at the piano, and her fat father
stretched on the sofa. The latter caupht
sight OF him and called HIM in. The
| Baron's polite excuse OF feeling lonely
was not needed Amelia always sang in
| the evening for the benefit of the guests
| when there were any.
At the Baron's 5 request she sang the Last
| rose OF summer" She gave the simple
ballad with exquisite pathos and tender
ness. The Baron was enchanted. Where
| had she learned 80 sing? lie was sur
prlsed when they told him that she had
never taken singing lesson in her life
They could not afford it.
Amelia was ouliging. She favored
him with first one and then another.
Her repertoire seemed ineXbaustibie
the Baron, VINO became more and more
Interested: more and more fascinated bv
the charm of the girls face and voice.
AT the end the Baron found out that
he was in love with Amelia. He did not
try to conquer his passion but rather en-
couraged 1t. lie was rich, fairly good
looking, and, above all, had a title that no
girl in her right senses would scorn. so
tine Baron felt reasonably secure, True
Amelia was not his social equal; but what
did that matter. After a year or two Of
foreign training, and with the polish that
would naturally come from associaLing
with refined people, the Baron felt as
sured that Amelia would then be able to
assume the title of Baroness, and bear il
with becoming grace and dignity.
The Baron, being a German thought
out all his plans with due deliberatiou
| without the pros and cons, and at last
spoke to Amelia's father. He revealed to
the astonished man his identity, showed
his credentials, told the amount OF his for
fortune, and was then aud there accepted
as the future husband OF Amelia.
Amelia took the matter coolIy. One to
have seen her would have thought that
Barons were an everyday occurrence at
The little hostelry. The Baron was anx-
lous to take Amelia to Europe at once.
but she would not go without a lawful
chaperone, consequently purchaser was
found for the little hotel, and the Baron.
Amelia and her father embarked for Eu-
rope. Alter arriving there, in due course
OF time, the Baron purchased an interest
in German beer garden for the iather.
whilst Amelia herself was placed in the
best musical school in the country,
Thus year passed away. Amelia
made rapid progress, and at the end of
that time was pronounced ready for her
debut. The Baron wished to marry her
at once, but for once Amelia dispIayed
spirit enough to raise an objection: and
ior the nonce the Baron was Obliged 10
comply. He thought that after she had
tast ed the fruits OF success would be time
eD Jugh to urge his suit.
Amelia secured a position as LEADING
lacy IN an opera troupe which boasted OF
handsome tenor. The usual results
followed. Amelia forgot the Baron and
thought only of the tenor. one night
they were both missing. A little note
was brought TO the Baron. 1t was from
Amelia, and said she had eloped with
the tenor. IL was hard blow, but the
Baron accepted his fate philosophicalIy,
and on some summer evenings he NAV
be seen sitting in the beer garden of
AmelIa's father with paper in his hands
III which he reads Of the tnumphs of
Amelia and her husband, the handsome
tenor.