Griggs courier. (Cooperstown, Griggs Co., Dak. [N.D.]) 1885-1902, 1899-12-07

course Of the morning." it read, fol-
lowed by the signature "Greta Held
REICH"
An hour later he was announced.
Greta advanced to meet him, hastily
closing the door of the salon after him.
Her cheeks were flushed and the hand
which she extended was icy cold.
II have passed sleepless night" she
said. ST believe I shall never be able
to sleep again if do not tell you every
thing-everything that you ought to
know"
TN the name of heaven, Fraulein
Greta, what has happened?"
''Do you suspect nothing?"
Elbow should II"
"Your brother-he has not betrayed
our secret?"
"It concerns him? Fraulein Greta,
have you considered this step well?
Your father has always INDUCED you
your every wish is gratifield-but re-
member that this involves the happi-
| ness of a whole life"
20 my God, my God, do not say that!
I will explain-everyone shall know
that the fault is mine, and not his"
"But implore you to consider what
you are doing. AS soon as this step is
made public it becomes irretrievable.
MY brother is so much younger than
you, but yesterday evening gave am
pie proof of his immatrrity. Such a
step"
''Of what do you speak? You GER
tainly are not in earnest"
'Fraulein Greta, one does not jest at
time like this"
She glanced at him and, in spite of
the tears that filled her eyes, a mis-
chievous smile curved her lips.
"But allow me to finish. 1t is hard.
but must contestant THAT
wrote that unfortunate comedy"
"You!"
eyes, I, and because you once said
that you detested literary women, 1
begged your brother to let it appear in
his name. o, was so silly. l thought
you would give it your heartiest approve
al, if you thought your brother was the
author-Kurt was so proud of it-and
II was blind until last night, when
my eyes were opened, and my heart was
pierced at the sight of your pale face.
Well, now you know the worst, and this
afternoon I am going to reception.
where can tell every one that am the
author of the play, even though that
dear, lovely Kurt, in his boyish OBJ
stinacy, would listen to no reason, but
insisted upon bearing the burden of
failure
The grave face of the Herr Assessor
grew radiant. Suddenly he seized her
hands:
20, how can thank you, how can I
thank you! What heavy burden you
lift from my heart! Let the people
think what they will, if I but know
that my brother is not the author"
T"You think the disgrace of failure
less hard for me to bear?"
"You dear Fraulein Greta, you have
never stepped beyond the well-guarded
tranquility of your own family circle
what do you know of the world? The
! righteousness which breathes through
your little play is only an added
charm to a maiden of your years-but
for young man, it is quite the con-
trary."
"And you do not quite detest me?"
Because to the luxury which sur
rounds you, you would add the fame Of
dramatic authorship"
"And because allowed your brother
to assume the responsibility"
He smiled.
81 believe at this instant you might
confess any fault to mel should be
able to find good excuse for it,
20, but it is all really your fault, be-
cause I was SO afraid of your criticism,
that was Obliged to impose on you
little. Stupid, wasn't it?"
"Greta!"
A week later, Kurt Drallburg again
stood before the looking-glass.
''Greta is right, I do resemble him."
he murmured. "She says in ten years
will look just like him, and if she were
not now engaged to him, she would
then be undoubtedly in love with me.
That may as we'll be taken as compli-
ment. One must learn the ways of a
woman-yes. But experience makes
the man, and will soon prove to Greta
that his younger brother is man in.
deed.''