The Dupuyer acantha. [volume] (Dupuyer, Mont.) 1894-1904, 1896-08-27
HOW FITZ WON HIS BRIDE.
by ADOLPH SWARTZ.

Gated, but so far had missed his yoca-
ton. He was not a bad fellow; never
the less. his father, Jacob von Koppen-
fels, had against him so many foolish
acts upon the notch-stick that he had
refused to give the good-for-nothing
boy my more money.
But Fritz had not allowed his hair
to grow gray on account of this. lie
; had Il 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 and 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 a point when exist
ence became void of interest; he was
hungry and his money was all gone.
Discouraged, he roamed the streets Of
Berlin alone, and went sauntering I'm
der the Lindens." This is an agreeable
enough occupation when n engages
in it to assist the process of digestion,
after a full dinner or supper; but when
a hungering stomach and an empty
purS care our companions-well, that
Is a different matter.
Fritz cared little in Which direction
he went.
Where shall l pass the night?' he
asked himself again and again, with
out finding any answer to the question.
His landlord had that morning de-
manded 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.
In a melancholy mood he left bust
ling frederick street and wandered
aimlessly along until he reached Kais-
er Wilhelm street.
80" l am neal the palace" he
thought. D.,
He took the turning by the palace,
huddled himself up under his high
GOA collar, buttoned the top button
closely, and, casting a searching glance
into the shadows of the tree groups,
muttered:
"Yonder would be a good place to
sleep"
"Hey, myneer!'
Fritz hastily drew back. 1t 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.
3, Il am in pressing need of a messcn-
ger, and have sought one in vain,'
r said the stranger. Take this letter
quickly to the address of the person
,x,hn 10 nuaitinr II VInpa Il, n thoInp
! 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
G address.
"Fraulein Erna s., Beargarde1
street, No. TO-"
v "a woman, of course!' he said tC
himself. Ever the woman draws all
= Loves service brings none bad bread
With speed Fritz mad his way to
ward F~eargarden street. he house
designated was soon found, and he
stood before the great door of an ele
CANT residence, of which every line eX
hailed wealth and good taste. But thu
house was dark-not a window dis
q played Il light. His heart beat a littl,
as he rang the bell. With his hant
still upon the door-knob he waited.
!, AT the worst, if l but give the lette
\ to another the writing eXonerates me,
he m
The bell had sounded. Almost i'm
mediately the door opened. and Frit:
was drawn into the darkness of tn
. great hall. A hand held him fast.
l. "Fraulein expects you, young sir,
s. said the serving man, in a whisper
= please come this way. l will Leaf
you. Ro silent. The master is sleep
ing"
Noiselessly he led Fritz up the vel
vet-carpeted stairway. A door opened
above, the subdued rustic of a woman
. dress was audible, a hand was laid o.
N his and Fritz suddenly felt two sof
81 arms entwined about him, a soft fem
" mime body clinging closely to hi
breast, and warm sweet feminine lip
r. laid upon his bearded mouth.
Fritz, my dearest, only Fritz" h
=, heard a gentle voice saying within hi
- ear, 'all is now well. Papa is pacifiei
mamma is consoled. Oh, how fortr
nate amp
Fritz began to grow warm. Tha
there was a cruel mistake here wa
quite clear; but how was he to properl
eXtricate himself from the dilemma?
The young lady left him but littl
time to decide.
Come, FRITZ" she whispered. "Yo
must be hungry and tired. l have you
room ready for you" The soft arm
which held him within their embraC
!, pushed him away with gentle force.
You will find supper there also
lie, Fritz attempted to speak.
us "Please do not talk, Fritz. You spea
al so loud. Papa will know your voic
IN if he hears it. He only this mornin
= consented to have you here agail
= yielding to me. 1t will be all right tt
morrow"
The hand left Fritz's neck, and ono
more the warm lips of the lady wei
es pressed to his. A door opened befol
ro- him.
rds Goodnight, Fritz. Tomorrow a
no. will be we'll"
A gentle pressure pushed him TO
II ward; the door closed; Fritz was aloI
in a c%ommodious chamber. A lighte
n lamp stood on the table, and he locke
smilingly around him.
We'll, it is much neater here than
ig Mother Greensward's out of door
DIS and my sleep will be more restful." |
les thought. glancing at the bed with i
ed sikCn hangings. But the scene t
morrow morning will be comical. Ho.
n smoke"