Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1895-10-03
FREDERICK THE GREAT.
The Story Of a German Soldiers
IL Great Love.

| carriage. (alS mime WAS IIeucTlCh
and he was the biggest man in his reg
iment hence his title.) He fidgeted, h,
looked this way and that, and then q
last he burst out, not addressing any
body in particular:
I'm going home. I'm going home q
last"
| A lady in the corner smiled, and said
with strong English accent, that tina
was pleasant prospect.
Zach, yes! I'm going home. l shall
never leave it again. have done al
my travelling. have been three years
in the army. 1t is over now"
| ut is pleasant sometimes to travel
said the lady, ''for then, you see, yor
have the joy of Homecoming"
He paid no heed to her remark.
'See, this is our valley. We are
coming near now"
He forced his way to the window
and seemed to fill the carriage with hin
great broad shoulders. His rosy face
and blonde hair were thrust outside.
II shall see our house when we come
| through the next tunnel"
He stood up in the carriage, smiling
down at all the passengers, who now
began, one and all, to take an interest
in him.
"There it Isl" he shouted, as they
emerged from the tunnel. "See it over
there, with the white paling!"
he caught hold of the English lady,
who had been the only one to speak
with him as yet, and dragged her to
her feet.
''Lookl there Is our house, and there
is the house Of Lima. made that lit
tie house for her pigeons the summer I
went to the army. The father and
mutterchen will be at the station.
Lima came to see me off, and carried
my sword. and laughed because she
dropped it twice in the dust. Perhaps
Lima will come to the station now to
carry it back. There is mutterchen" he
shouted, catching sight Of fat little
woman running desperately toward
the station. He slapped the English
lady hard on the back with his big
hand "See how she runsl Eth, Aebes
mutterchen, dear little motherl"
The English lady's eyes were full Of
tears Perhaps because he had slapped
her SO hard on the back.
sand the father! see, there is the IA
Their on the PLATFORM Waiting already
But see not the Linal'
HIS voice fell from its joyous shout
into surprised whisper. He was pull
ing down his bags from the luggage
rack.
"You must not be surprised If Lima
has not come to the station" said the
English lady, smiling at him. you
must go to see Lima this very evening.
She will be expecting you. Good-by,
good-by, and good luckl''
Frederick the Great shook hands
with all his fellow passengers There
were tears in his great blue eyes and
his boyish red lips were trembling.
The English lady saw him throw his
arms around tall, white-haired old
man and kiss him on both cheeks.
Fat little mother came painting up.
He seized her in his arms and twirledl
around on the platform with her. For
one moment in his Joy he Sc emed to
have forgotten Lima.
II do hope Lima will be kind to him"
said the English lady to her companion
as the train moved of. And long she
thought of the big, boyish figure and
the happy face of Frederick the Great
as he sprang down on the platform.
He was at home now, and what did
Lima say? Was she kind?
A great crowd was gathered upon
the deck Of an emigrant ship steaming
into New York. Some were dancing,
some were shouting and singing and
others were trying to collect their
goods and chattels into convenient
form. The lively Irishmen were throw
ing their tin mugs overheard.
"Eh, begorra, an It's silver we'll
drink out of now we've got to Amer
ikyl" said they, joyously.
well, Frederick" said the steward,
80 we are nearly In, my man. Have
you friends to go to in New York;"
II have an address in New York, but
I 20 to St. Louis"
ZACH, yes! It's fine thing to travel.
l go back and forth from Hamburg to
New York. never see the world"
''See, now, hate to travel" said the
tall German to whom the steward |
spoke. 1t was Frederick the Great, Of |
course. II thought l had done with |
travelling when went home after my
service, but"
But what, old fellow?". said the
steward, who had made great friends
with the big German. They came from
the same part of Bavaria.
'At home was no longer home. Lima
had gone away. See, her aunt died,
she took situation. She is nurse to
the little children Of an American
lady; that is why come to America. l
go to find the Lima and bring her back,
II she will come. Then it will be home
again, not else"
'And where is Lina?"
For answer he took out On envelope
and showed this address:
Lima Kruger, care Of Mrs. Wentworth,
1925 / street, st. Louis, Mo-"
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