The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1896-06-18
HOW FlTZ WON HIS BRIDE.
BY ADOLPH SWARTZ.

Fritz Won Koppenfe1s was well edu-
Gated, but SO far had missed his voca-
ton. He was not bad fellow; never
the less. his father, Jacob Won Hopper
tels, had against him so many foolish
acts upon the notch stick that he had
refused to give the good-for-n nothing
boy any more money.
But Fritz had not allowed his hair
to grow gray on account Of this. He
had small Inheritance from his de-
ceased mother, and upon this he, for a
while managed to support life. In the
meantime he busted himself with this
and that land wrote much and
dreamed of literary fame; but so little
stir did he create that he earned less
than he needed for daily use. Thus,
one day, he reached point when exist
ence became void of interest; he was
hungry and his money was all gone.
Discoura ged, he roamed the streets Of
| Berlin alone, and went sauntering Gun
der the Lindens." This is an agreeable
enough occupation when one engages
in it to assist the process of digestion,
| after a full dinner or supper; but when
hungering stomach and an empty
purs care your companions-well, that
is a different matter.
Fritz cared little in which direction
he went.
where shall I pass the night?" he
asked himself again and again, with
out finding any answer to the question.
His landlord had that morning de-
handed the key of his room, and
locked the door behind him. He had
no money and no lodging place. There
was left him only the right to drown
| himself.
LII melancholy mood he left bust
ling Frederick street and wandered
aimlessly along until he reached Kais-
er Wilhelm street.
$780, am near the palace" he
thought.
He took the turning by the palace,
huddled himself up under his high
coat collar, buttoned the top button
closely, and, casting searching glance
into the shadows of the tree groups,
muttered:
"Yonder would be a good place to
Sleep"
'Hey, myneerv'
Fritz hastily drew back. It was the
first time in his life that he had ever
been frightened. A man approached
him.
do you want to earn a thaler?'
Fritz knew not what to say.
Il am in pressing need of messen-
ger, and have sought one in vain,''
said the stranger. '"Take this letter
quickly to the address of the person
who is awaiting it. Here is a thaler.
Please make haste, the matter is urg-
emit"
Before Fritz had recovered from his
scare he felt the paper and the thaler
within his hand. The stranger had al
ready departed. He Immediately ap.
preached the first lamp to learn the
address,.
"Fraulein Erna s., Beargarden
street, No. 1O.'', n. s-e5r., ~ -
| "a woman, of coursev' he said to
himself. ever the woman draws all
Loves service brings none bad bread
l. With speed Fritz made his way to-
ward Feargarden street. The house
designated was soon found, and he
stood before the great door of an ele-
giant residence, of which every line ex-
hailed wealth and good taste. But the
house was darll-nOt a window dis
played light. His heart beat a little
as he rang the bell. With his hand
still upon the door-knob he waited.
"At the worst, if I but give the letter
to another the writing exonerates me-
be murmured.
| The bell had sounded. Almost i'm
mediately the door opened, and Fritz
was drawn into the darkness of the
great hall. A hand held him fast
"Fraulein expects you, young SIR
said the serving man, in a whisper
''Please come this way. I will lead
you. BE silent. The master is sleep.
ing"
| Noiselessly he led Fritz up the vel.
yet-carpeted stairway. A door opened
above, the subdued rustic of woman's
dress was audible, hand was laid on
his and Fritz suddenly felt two soft
arms entwined about him, soft fem.
mime body clinging closely to his
breast, and warm sweet feminine lips
laid upon his bearded MOUTH.
"Fritz, my dearest, only Fritz" he
heard gentle voice saying within his
ear, "all is now well. Papa is pacifed
| "dIuIlIt1 Is CCuSOlcu. vi, uOW lOIIu
nate I amr' .-..
Fritz began to grow warm. That
there was a cruel mistake here was
quite clear; but how was he to properly
extricate himself from the dilemma?
The young lady left him but little
time to decide. "~l
"Come, FRITZ" she whispered. t'You
must be hungry and tired: I have your
room ready for you" The soft arms
which held him within their embrace
pushed him away with gentle force
"You will find supper there also.''
Fritz attempted to speak.
"Please do not talk, Fritz. You speak
so loud. Papa will know your voice
if he hears it. He only this morning
consented to have you here again,
yielding to me. It will be all right to-
morrow
The hand left Fritz's neck, and once
more the warm lips Of the lady were
pressed to his. A door opened before
him.
i Goodnight, Fritz. Tomorrow all
will be wel1.''
A gentle pressure pushed him for
ward; the door closed; Fritz was alone