Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1896-11-25

happy sifrs voice, followed him eysry'
where.
At last. leaning dismally over hotel
balcony one fine evening in Chamounix
he heard a German lady say to . friend.
"Gute nachtr'
He couldn't stand II any longer
CUTE nacht." The words called him
back to May street. and he packed
Lis traps that night, and to 3 May street
he rushes as fast a. train. boat and
cab would take him.
The same maid, apparently with the
same dirt ON her face. answered the
bell.
Air Squalp7 'E's deady'
"Deady
! "Yes! e died. e got worse. and then
'e died"
.And-and-the young ladyr
LEFT"
"Where's she goner
"Don't know"
( A sovereign shone In her hand.
"I'm very sorry. SIR" she said. star
ing, excited, but the frowloin never
said word to nobody. She just paid.
and left"
"WhenY"
"Three weeks last Toosday."
'Do you think she was going 10 Ger.
manyT
I'm sure. sir. haven't an idea. She
/ paid the week and left, She seemed all
OF daze."
Alexander knew what he had done.
He had run away from his one chance
OF NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. was
Hedwig?
By night London looked to him like a
couchant beast, stuck over with cruel
eyes-a beast that swallowed lives
down, and kept the secret; by day the
sunny streets Knocked him with passing
faces, with trim figures that in the dis
tance looked like hers. with glimpses
Of yellow hair.
Or was she back in the fatherlandi
Safe with friends; with a betrothed
lover perhaps?
II 1t were 90, and he could but know
VI II, AC AhVuShS AC ohOoA0 A0vS boC
manhood to thank heaven.
I He had been returned to town four
days. As he came In late from a weary
stretch of walking his valet met him.
"a person to see you, sir"
"What sort of personw
| Alexander's nerves were In q queer
State He turned very pale.
"a woman, sir"
"a lady:"
81 think, sir, she's num-"
Alexander walked into his study.
Amazed he saw rise before him a figure
in black, with Tapping sleeves and
( flowing skirts.
A calm, good face looked from under
the white band and sable veil.
rs 1t you" said the nun. quietly,
"who have been advertising to discover
the address Of Hedwig Schwalb"
His heart sank.
cYes-yes."
~She Is with u.s."
''Hedwig! A num-"
She shook her head with a grave air.
"Nuns are not made so quickly. Our
order has a chapel and infirmary near
Soho. We work there. Two days ago
1 found the poor young woman lying
on the chapel steps. 1 am Sister Fran
ces She was ill-insensible; We took
her in. Her name Ia on her clothes;
We could not find out anything aboOt
her She has fever-it is on the brain
she doesn't speak sense. But We see
she is a good girl and has been well
cared for--innocent. refined. If you are
a relative and wish to see her you can
come with me-"
"No. a relative" gasped Alexander.
IAN old friend"
The nun bent her head.
Il am sorry to have to say 1t, but
there Is no time to lose II you want to
see her alive?'
Beds, narrow beds, white beds. sick
beds in rows. Walls-gray walls, ST.
lent walls, glimmering walls-with. pic
lures. Lights-dim lights kind lights,
holy lights-like flowers. And on pile
low Hedwig's face, with the roundness
and the roses and the splendid hair
zone from 1t, and Hedwig's voice bab.
bling in German wildly.
"She won't know you" said Sister
Frances.
But she did know him. He took her
hand and bent over her and she began
talking in English at once. A light
came into the sunken face.
1T is you. l am pleased to see you,
at all. l was knowing you would come.
What a fine day! What q blue sky!
Happy, happy" Her gaze wandered.
"And look only-the beautiful tame
deer! Can l give him bread? No, no.
His eyes are too sad! Take him away.
1 am tired. Cute nacht"
Perhaps Sister Frances had had =
love story in her youth.
She turned her back when she saw
how Alexander's tears rained down
and how he held the poor, delirious lit
tie girl in a passionate, yearning clasp.
Was 1t the warm tears. the warm
clasp that brought Hedwig back to
life's shores from which she had been
fast drifting? Who can say7
AS soon as she was better Alexander
asked her very timidly II some day she
would marry him.
In whisper came Hedwig's reply:
Il will-at all."-Answers.