Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1895-12-17

chairs. He had the face of one inspired.
pale, eager, with wild-hawk eyes and tan
gled hair. His sword hung straight from
his side and his riding boots were brown
with naire.
TT is Kornerr' the people cried. ut Is
young korner the poet! All, he will sing
he will sing"
And he sangi 1t was soft at first and
dreamy, telling of old Germany, the mother
of nations, of the rich, warm plains. and
the gray cities, and the fame of dead
heroes. But then verse after verse rang
like trumpet call. 1t was of the Germany
of now, the Germany which had been taken
unawares and overthrow, but which was
up again, and swapping the bonds upon her
giant limbs. What was life that one should
covet it? What was glorious death that
ere should shun it? The mother, the great
mother, was calling. Her sigh was in the
night wind. She was crying to her own
children for help. Would they come?
Would they come? Would they come?
All, that terrible song, the spirit face and
the ringing voice! Where were l and
France and the emperor! They did not
shout - the people = they howled. They
were up on the chairs and the tables. They
were raving. sobbing, the tears running
down their faces. korner had sprung from
the chair, and his comrades We're around
him with their sabers in the air. A flush
had come into the pale face of the prince,
and he arose from his throne.
Col. Gerald" said he, you have heard
the answer which you are to carry to your
emperor. The die is cast, my children.
Your prince and you must stand or fall to-
gether.''
He bowed to show that all was over, and
the people, with shout, made for the door
to carry the tidings into the town. For my
own part. / had done all that a brave man
might, and 1 was not sorry to be carried
out amid the stream Why should linger
in the palacee I had my answer and must
carry it, such as it was. l wished neither
to see Hof nor it's people again. until en-
tErl of ha h.Nu of r6 l
from the throng then and walked silently
and sadly in the direction in which they
had led the mare
It was dark down there by the stables
and 1 was peering round for the ostler
" hen Suddenly my two arms were seized
from behind. There were hands at my
wrists and at my throat and l felt the cold
muzzle of a pistol under my ear.
Keep your lips closed. you French dog,
whispered a fierce voice. I'VE have him,
CO plain"
Have you the bridle?'
Here it is
sizing it over his head"
I felt the cold coil of leather tighten round
my neck. A hostler with stable lantern
had come out and was gazing on the scene
In it's dim light / saw stern faces breaking
every where through the gloom, with the
black caps and dark cloaks of the night
riders.
What would you do with him, captain?"
cried voice.
IAN ambassador
Eyes, an ambassador without papers,"
But the prince?
Tut man. do you rot see that the prince
will then be committed to our side? He will
he beyond hope of forgiveness. At present
he may swing round tomorrow, as he has
done before. He may eat his words, but
dead hussar is more than he can explain.
No, no, Won StrelitZ, we cannot do it"
said another voice.
Can we not? l will show you THAR
And there came jerk on the bride which
same instant a sword flashed and the
leather was cut through within two inches
of my neck.
cried the captain. You may hang yourself
before you are through with it,
Il have drawn my sword as a soldier and
not as a brigand'' said the young poet.
Blood may dim it's blade, but never dis
honor. Comrades, will you stand by and see
this French gentleman miShandled%'
A dozen sabers flew from their sneaths;
it was evident that my friends and my foes
were about equally balanced. But the
cry voices and the CLEAN OF steel had
trougnt the folks running from all parts.
The princess they cried. The princess
is con.ing!'
And even a they spoke I saw her in front
of rs. her sweet face framed in the darkness.
l had cause to hate her, for she had cheated
and bcfooled me, and yet it thrilled ME then
and thrills me now to think that nv arms
have embraced her and that 1 have felt the
scent of her hair in my nostrils. know not