The Lancaster ledger. [volume] (Lancaster, S.C.) 1852-1905, 1894-03-21

and the bed was so soft.
As he tried to move, the man in
red turned and came to his side. The
child Clasped his hands and cried,
fearfully: Red Forester, take my
life. but not fathers. Mother could
not live without him, and what
would we poor children do then?
Your raven gave Elsa such fear. and
j did not know that you loved him
so.
My child. before I hear another
word, said the doctor, YOU mus,
eat this good soupI have ready and
drink glass Of cordial. My old reG
gown has given your mind twist.
fancy; so of it goes" Hans looked
up from his food and saw fine old
gentleman IN black coat : 18th a face
kind and winning AS a cflId's. Ir
the most loving manner he rev the
story OF the boys = trouble "L)m him
C My dear child, your fathers life is
in the hands Of One who rules al
things for the best. The storm has
been a dreadful one. but We will not
think Of sorrow. Think only tha,
you are safe, and sleep again so that
you will be able to return 70 the
mother, who must be bearing more
trouble on your account.
In q few moments Hans was agar
klecping, content and almost happy.
The Prince and a number Of hi:
friends came in TO look at him as he
slept, and TO them the doctor told o.
the mental and physical suffering the
little fellow had undergone. The
gentlemen were deeply interested.
That boy will grow to he a fine
man il he only has the right train
ing said the doctor.
''I0u cannot do better&han train
him yourself. said the Prince. You
are without family. In the mean
time IL sorrow has come tc the home
we must help that mot;SSr. How
soon will he be able 10 retSUnp"
AS soon as he wakers I shall
drive him home" answered tho doc
tor.
4 sleep Of some hours almost re-
stored Hans. He was lifted into n
comfortable carriage, with The doctor
by his side; and in the long drive
that followed Hans was taught in the
pleasantest way the folly of believ-
ing the silly stories so common
among the people.
\ drive of n few hours brought
them in sight Of the shore and the
home Hans had left in despair the
day before. The boy was still weak
but AZ the sea, now calm and still
came in sight, he sprang up and gave
long look at the boats at anchor.
A shout OF JOY burst from him. The
doctor doS. also "r stR'r sRrnns %R| father.
the number. My father'is safe -
and the tears and sobs came fast.
The Herr Doctor found himself
blowing his nose and wiping his eyes
as we'll
In a few moments the hoy WAS in
his fathers arms, the doctor himself
telling his story; and then fisher
Muller related how they had been
blown far out the first night of the
storm and had taken refuge on the
island Of Rugen. where benevolent
Danish lady OF title has built a refuge
for fishermen, who find there warmth
anu i''' bN Nul'liS an WIN uTiNtil
on that shore; and many there are
who bless this good woman for their
rescue from the horrors OF exposure.
The good language and clear intel
le"t Of the man, his honest bearing
and the ncatness Of the simple home
won the doctors heart. Give Hans
to me-" he said. The father and
mother did not speak.
% Forgive me, that is not right, you
must all come 10 me; | haye long
needed some one honest and true ia
take an interest in my comfort and
home. Hans can still be with you
We will share him together" So after
time all was arranged.
The doctor never repentcd his in
tercst in the Muller family. to the
end Of his life; for they remained
his devoted and trusty servants.
Hans studied the profession Of his
beloved friend and teacher, becoming
his right hand truly. To-day his
name stands first among the eminen,
and benevolent men Of his time
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