The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1895-10-26

teryal Of serious inspection by small
body. Margarita was unusually excited.
Her round cheeks burned cherry red,
her blue eyes shone. She held the yell
low cat tightly under one arm
"Well. child, what is it?' asked her
mother.
Thou lrnowest godmother gave me
money for gold chain?" Margarita
ventured, emphasizing her remark with
q plaintive yowl from the compressed
puss-
Surely. 1t is high time it was
bought. Tomorrow
Mother, " cried Margarita desperate
ly, Il want the money for something
else. "
"What them" asked Frau Krummer.
Margarita burst into tears, cast away
the cat and chung to her arm.
do let me--do let mei' she sobbed.
Dear mother let me go to Berlin with
Frau Sucher and Frau Biedermann to
meet tho soldiers. | am q big girl now
o years old, almost-and Frau Sucher
will take care Of mel
She opened her previously hidden
hand and revealed little hoard OF
money.
at will be enough. and Franz will
be so glad to see mel' she said.
With round arms choking her into
acquiescence and fresh lips pressed
against her cheek, Fran Krummer con-
sidered the question.
Well. the good mother had warm
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no kin to rejoice over his homecoming
So when Frau Sucher went up to Ber-
lin a small girl, beaming with joy, at
her side gazed from above huge bunch
Of cornfowers at the strange sights slip
ping past the car window.
For Margarita the journey was far
from tedious. At every station. laugh
ing. light hearted people crowded upon
the train. all bound upon one Grand
the welcome of Germany warrior sons.
When other amusements palled, the
cornflowers were woven into a large
wreath by Margarita' s deft little fingers,
and her heart swelled with Joy at the
thought that she would greet dear
Franz on the morrow and make him for
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sister nor sweetheart awaited his COM
ing.
The morning dawned fair, and Frau
Sucher and her charge were early
abroad They found tho streets already
thronged and gay with flowers and ban
ners and lined with benches and plat
forms.
Frau Sucher established herself, with
Margarita, as near the statue of Fred
erick tho Great as possible. proceeding
to mako herself comfortable with her
lunchbaskct.
Far away sounded strains of martial
music. Tho troops were passing around
tho old town wall. There was nm eager
movement in the throng. All faces
turned by common impulse toward the
Brandenburg Thor Yes. they were
coming
Carefully holding the blue wreath Of
cornflowers. Margarita craned her small
neck, but, alas could sec nothing be-
yond sea of heads Tears of disap-
pointment rose to her eyes.
After all, Franz would think himself
forgotten in the general rejoicingl The
journey would be in vaini 1t was not to
be borne.
Slipping unnoticed from Frau Such
er's side, Margarita wormed her way
through the crowd until sho stood be-
hind the police who mounted guard
along the way.
Thrusting her head out as far as pos
sible, she paid scant heed to the passing
troops until the sky blue uniforms of
tho Bavarians filed by. Catching her
breath with anxiety, she scrutinized the
brave array. Among so many could she
find her Franz?
Suddenly her heart gave q quick
bound. for, with tho sunlight dazzling
his sad blue eyes and glinting from his
shining trumpet, came Franz-browned.
thinner anG with astrango yellow down
upon his lip But Margarita knew him.
With joyful cry she darted between
two astonished policemen into the open
space beyond. At this sudden apparition
in white Prinz swerved sharply. then
stretched out his head in recognition.
"FraBz" cried childish voice
Dear Franzr'
1t was not finished speech. but Il
served its purpose, for loving welcome
shone in the child's face, and high
above her head she held the corn1ower
wreath.
All sadness faded from Franz's eyes
'Margarita, liebchenl" no cried,
and with quick movement bent and
caught tho wreath before the laughing
policemen led Margarita back to her
distracted guardian.
No. no was not forgotteni Turning in
the saddle, he kissed his hand to the
child. Then with trumpet wreathed
with the flowers the monarch most
loved, with head erect and happiness in
his heart, Franz Hennig. the trumpeter,
rode before the aged emperor. Marion
Dickinson in Youths Companion.
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