The Corvallis gazette. [volume] (Corvallis, Or.) 1862-1899, 1894-08-31

description of the plaintive yelpine of
q dog under the masters whip The
young esquires Of knightly times, it
appears, Were soundly thrashed at
their riding and fencing lessons. and
the common people, who quite natur-
ally rejoiced at the fact, nicknamed
them the 'junkers,' or yelpers The
term has stuck to the lower nobility,
and is regarded as one of honor by
many who ought to know better, but
the Very people who should be best
rersel in history generally make the
worst mistakes when it comes to ex-
planning facts and fancies Of bygone
time2.
"Of the three junkers, two wore the
kafser<s uniform, the older gentleman
was in civilians dress, an assessor,
one of many eaSons. After killing ten
'semesters' at various universities,
this nobleman entered the service of
his country and has since been rejected
at two official examinations, held to
establish his claim for a position on
the bench. Being tolerably we'll off by
inheritance, he cares little for advance
ment in his profession and is abso-
lutely adamantean to the dishonor at
taching to his repeated failures to
prove himself a worthy official. He
has become gray in a subaltern po-
sition, but bears his head high in the
air, disdaining the acquaintance of his
superiors, who are not privileged to
place the word Won in front of their
| names.
"a young artillery officer in fatigue
uniform, who has just arisen to walk
off a bit of 'tipsiness, Is his cousin.
Both speculate upon retiring to country
, seats when the relatives from whom
they have expectations make ready to
| depart this life. If these gentlemen
ever do pray, it is for the hurried dis
solution Of the worthy party who in
sists on keeping them out of their pat
| rimony.' The third in the group of
friends is Lieut.. Freiherr Won X, now
twenty-four years old, blond and pink,
we'll grown, with the face of a lady
killer. He is known among his COM
| rades as The Little Baron in society
| as the Little Don Juan
| "f 1 were not afriad of Increasing
one of the Freiherr's chief faults, the
mother of all others with him, as in
the case of so many young officers
vanityI would designate him the
! type of the improvident, reckless and
conscienceless military man. to which
| the kaiser warranted luxury as prac-
! ticed in the army.
Baron Won y. has practically not a
pfennig aside from his pay, but man
| ages to conceal this fact, under cover
Of a great name. His father was a
colonel in the Hussars, who squandered
| mis- fortune and left widow, this son,
and two daughters depending upon a
moderate pension. The young ladies,
4
mitted into the home for INDECENT no
| ble4women The privy purse also
equipped the young lieutenant for his
present position, and provides him oc-
casionally with a little cash in an
swer to his petitions.
yesterday he received 100 marks
from tn 1t source to replenish his ward
robe, and this is the way he lives up
to his promise:
CT had stormy interview with my
tailor this morning. he told his COM
panions in confidence. The scoundrel
Of commoner actually attempted to
| refuse credit to a baron of the ancient
empire. 1 let him have the length of
my tongue and eventually he felt SO
cheap as to be quasi compelled to
send around the new uniform I wear.
The trio laughed bofsterously and
clinked glasses.
/ Confusion to obstreperous credit
ors, baron!'
1.-The Freiherr, not to be outdone, an
swered the toast with a sneering
Death No troublesome relatives!
Somebody asked across the table how
the Freiherrs immediate superior,
Capt. D., was 'behaving.'
"'Quite ungentlemanly, as usual, in
the service, but all right in private,
answered the baron, in an undertone,
and added loudly, L should have in
vited him to this love feast; 1T is not
every day that my tenants are pune
tual.'
/ 1.-The conversation then turned upon
horse, dancers, and good living, sub
jects which interested all present, and
for which. everybody confessed having
soft spot in his heart. Regulations
were demolished, the names OF fair
women blasted by innuendoes and side
thrusts. Who cares? If perchance, a
friend or relative Of the abused per-
son be present, let him say so, and we
will give ample satisfaction, arms in
/ hand.
"The head waiter tiptoed to the
baron's chair and respectfully an
| nounced that his lordShip'S burSche
(man) craved an audience. Let him
come in The busche entered with a
military step, resounding through the
gorgeous dining-Ean. He brought a
pair of white kid gloves, clean hand
kerchief and boquet Of roses in tissue
paper.
i "'Call a cab and place these things
inside said the baron; I hope those
flowers won't spoil while 'Cheri' is de-
lighting the patrons Of the winter
garden. And say. plant yourself on
the box next the coachmsn n, for 1 may
not be completely au fait by the time
we get through here q
And as the bursche still remained
glued to the spot, he added, inpatient
ly, is there anything else, thou block
head?'
"'At your command, Herr Lieuten-
ant; a letter from Frau Baroness.
''The assessor cried, Pardon my in
discretion. my dear Freiherr, but has
madamoiselle already assumed the
family name and title?
Won X, tearing the letter from the
bursche's hand, said very coldly, after