The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1895-03-14

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"Eo | cannot carry \ pack, and !
ANA ln<ldlcr i make money in every
march arrive with little fortune
Enough to take us back, Ii Lima
comes. If she does not come, want
no mere money for anything ever
again"
NAY, nay: think not of such a
wicked Lima. OF course she comes
back the little bride. And, mind, look
for our ship Remember the Swan.
Bring the little bride back with us, and
make her so comfortable she thinks
she is first class" 49,. sls,.
"Mammy, nanny, see the big man!
He is as big as-as St. Christopher,
isn't he? And I've asked him to come
in and eat doughnuts with us, and he
can't talk one bit.
4 little gray-eyed girl danced into
her mothers kitchen, pointing back
wards over her shoulder at Frederick
the Great.
Land o Goshen, child! you amt
never asked tramp into the house"'
said her mother. lifting ten sticky and
dough-covercd fingers helplessly out OF
her pudding basin.
He amt tramp, NANNY"
''How do you know
'Cause he smiled smiley smile.
Tramps only smile growly smiles, like
Bruno when he's going to bite"
Hes peddler, and they're as bad. "
"This one is nice" said the child,
with confidence.
Frederick the Great, who was on
the fourteenth day of his march, took
off his hat an said:
- "BtHe ynadige, Frcu." He always
said that as he deity undid his pack
and spread the contents out to view:
People never understood his words, but
women liked his deep voice, and chill
drcn were taken by his smile that was
smiley. His very muteness appealed to
them.
..Please, NANNY, l want to buy
knife"
NO, Kitty, don't waste your money
on knife
Il meant a thimble," said Kitty,
selecting one. Are you a German?"
she added, turning to Frederick the
Great.
''M soldat," said he.
"What's soldat7' said she.
s.Ja. soldot,' said he.
"Soldat," said Kitty, slowly. ''Oh, l
guess lznow-soldier. Amt it?'
She thrust out her left arm stiff
from the shoulder, screwed up her eyes
and brought up her right elbow.
Bang! shoot! gun! puff!' said Kitty.
ia, ja,' said Frederick the Great,
with deep laugh. And then he gave
them an example Of German marching.
''Oh. isn't he funny?-just as if he
was made of wood and screws. Oh, l
wish you would stay more!
Frederick the Great was rolling up
his pack.
'Where are You going?" asked Kitty.
''He can't understand, child. What
is the use of talking to him. said her
mother. ~ .
''But where are you going?" asked
Kitty, beseechingly.
Frederick the Great pulled out that
address in st. Louis.
'.Oh, he is going clear off to st.
Louis! I sha'n't ever see him again.
Are you going to Lina?"
Zach. ia, Lima said he. softly.
lis Lima nice? Is she your sister2'
Frederick the Great undid his neck
tie, and. christening a gold locket
from around his throat, shaved the
picture of fair-haired, round-cheel1ed
German girl.
I'll send her something" said Kitty,
tripping away.
She came back with picture of a
little cottage, gabled, with snow on
roof. and glass-glittering frost every
where \ gigantic robin sat on an un-
known tree in the foreground.
"Thats for Lima, with my love-" she
said. writing on it her name and mes
sage.
A slight snow was falling as Fred
ericl1 the Great, free of his pack and
with heart as light as sunshine,
strobe down the long street in st.
Louis. lie had reached the end of his
long march. Sixty-three days tramp
ing, tramping, trl,nping. 1t was a
long, long way, but he was at the end
now The gray twilight of late No
vemhcr day was settling around him,
but he felt it not. In an hour more he
should be with Lima. Her sweet voice
would sonnd in his ear. and-oh, what
a world of things he had to say to Lima!
He could think Of nothing, nothing but
Lima, Lima! The falling snowfakes
were like the petals of flowers, so cool
and soft on his face. The shops were
past, the dwelling houses had begun.
Nineteen hundred and twenty-five!
How often in his march had he pictured
to himself this long street, with its
two thousand houses so like each other,
and nothing on the outside to dis
tinguish Lina's home from any other!
She would he sitting behind the warm
curtains in a room brightly lighted.
He could see the light CLINT on her
fair soft hair Did she wear it in two
long plaits still? Was she quite calm
and undisturbed this evening? Did
nothing whisper to her heart that
Frederick was marching, marching
towards her, having done the thousand