The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1898-11-25

"Lotte, poor child, you look as white
rs 4 ghost. What time is it? Why.
it has just truck ten
Lotte rushed back to her brother.
Ten o'clock, and her father not back
yet! Where could he be? The min
utes grew longer and longer, Two
hours had passed since he left. The
prescription must have been filled long
ago, and the vine and oranges could
be bought in the next street.
1t nearly crazed her to watch her
brother suffer Was it possible that
an accident had happened to her
father. In a big city accidents happen
every day in the week.
'Lotte," whispered the brother, 81 IN
dying. I'm going to heaven!'
She threw herself upon him.
ooh! no, not yet" she cried. "You
are not going to die. You are going
to get better. just wait till father
comes, and see what he brings for YOU"
She determined that, if her father
did not soon come, she would go to
the police station and inquire.
At halfpast eleven she heard heavy
footsteps, and the door opened.
Father" she cried, as she rushed
to meet him. II thought something
had sure happened to you. Thank
God! you're back!'
"What was likely to happen to me?''
he asked, thickly; II shall be glad to
get to bed"
Yes, go to bed. just give me the
medicine, and then go to sleep"
'The medicine" lie hiccoughed,
what medicine? Medicine nothing"
"Why, the medicine for Karl-and
the wine"
'Say, forgot all about them"
Forgot, father! You forgot y
Yes, | forgot. You don't think |
can carry everything in my head, do
you?''
''Oh! father" she sobbed. "Give
me the prescription and the money ;
I'll go to the druggists myself"
"The prescription, and he fumbled
in his pocket here it is, sure -
"And the money father! The twen-
ty-mark piece! | can't get the medi-
cine without money !'
The money! Why, say, I've blown
it in"
"Father!' she cried, ''what do you
mean? ~
Now, then, don't screech at me like
that. only had Il couple of drinks. F"
Only couple of drinks for twenty
marks?'
"Now don't get funny That trifle
just went round for me and a couple
of friends | sort of owed it to them.
Then, after that, met William, and
sO-''
Half fainting, Lotte leaned against
the wall, but the weakness was only
momentary, and, Strengthening herself
up, she said:
Father it is shameful"
Shameful, you little hussy. Don't
you talk to me like that, or I'll give
you such a clot on the head that you'll
think an engines hit you" And he
staggered of to bed.
Lotte rushed to the neighbor, whom
she awoke. "Will you look after Karl
a little?" she asked IL must go to a
frind of mine-a painter. A misfor-
tune has happened. I'm sure he will
help me. I'm going to ask him to
let me have some money. l must get
the prescription made up for Karl. or
he will die
"What, going to see friend at this
time Of the night p asked the neigh
Dor, astonished.
"I'll ring him up. Oh he is so
kind. know he'll help me-"
"Pcor child !" said the neghbor. as
she willingly went to watch over the
the patient.
Lotte hurried away, without think
ing to put on even so much as a shawl.
The cold, cutting wind pierced her to
the marrow. Her Indignation, and
her anxiety, on behalf of her brother,
lent wings to her Set. She seemed to
be racing with the wind. The last
horse-car went past she had never
hurried so in her life before, so no Won
der that she felt warm. She passed
Potsdamer Thor. Potsdamer Brucker,
and hen plunged into the farther west
end
At last she reached the little villa
where the artist lived. She rang the
bell timidly. Nothing stirred in the
house; she rang second time, louder.
Still there was no answer
There is no one at home" she
thought. With trembling hands, she
rang the third time. AS before, there
was no answer.
"IIe can't have left the city, she
thought, ''for he said that | was to
come again tomorrow. lie must lie
in the city at some club or other but
he must soon come. think | must
wait.
In the hitter cold she stood there,