The Natchitoches enterprise., 1899-02-16

changed nor mind aoVd1 marrying Is
man who could play the Jews harp.
Dreams are but vain and empty
things, especially those OF youth.
She realized that her wish could not
be fulfilled, and as the king pleased
her she had decided to marry him.
The minister rode home as fast as his
horse could 60, and the king embraced
him, and conferred so many decorate
on him that be had to wear some of
them on his head.
The towr was trimmed with bunting,
garlands were thrown across the streets
from house to house, and the marriage
was SO splendidly celebrated that tho
people could talk of nothing else for q
fortnight.
All went we'll with the king and
queen for year. The King had quite
forgotten his ginger nuts aud the queen
her jews harp
However, the king got out Of bed one
morning with the wrong gaot fa<4most,
and after that, of coGsE, all went
wrong. 1t rained the entire day; the
imperial globe fell down and tie little
cross on the top broke off the court
painter brought new globe on which
Macronia was painted red instead of
blue, as he had been ordered, and to cap
the climax the queen had a headache.
1t came to pass that the welded pair
quarreled for the first time; why or
wherefore they knew not In short, the
king was cross and the queen was snap.
py, and would have the last word. Aft
er the quarrel had gone on for some
time the queen shrugged her shoulders
disdainfully and said
You've found fault the entire day.
And why, pray-you, who can't go
much as play the jews harp?"
He retorted sharply:
you've nothing to say. You can't
even bake ginger nuts.
For the first time the queen did not
reply, but remained quiet, and without
exchanging another word they went to
their respective rooms.
The queen seated herself in q corner
Of the sofa and wept and thought sadly:
"What foolish wife you are! Have
you lost your reason? You should not
have begun a quarrel SO stupidity"
The king paced up and down his
room, rubbed his hands and said:
"It is truly bit of good luck that
my wife can't bake ginger nuts. Why
did answer her when she reproached
me for not knowing how to play on the
jews harp?"
After repeating this three or four
times he felt more cheerful. He began
to whistle his favorite tune, examined
the large portrait of the queen which
hung in his room, mounted chair, and |
with his handkerchief brushed off q
Cobweb that hung over her nose and |
said:
"She is surely fretting, my good lit
tie wife. I'll see what siLs rs doing.
He went down the lonI hall to her
door. All had gone wrogs gu this day |
The servant had essyE .sgotten the
lamps, although 'it ssaa% q q o'oi6ok and
quite dark. He entered Tie room, put
ting out his bands before aim so as not
to stumble against the furniture. Sud-
denly he felt something warm.
"Who is it?'' be said. !
at is l., replied the queen.
"What's the matter, my pet?"
81 want to ask your forgiveness,
said the queen, "for having been so
Cross"
"You don't need to do that at all, "
said the king, throwing his arms about
ner neck. "I'm more to blame than
you are. Let's forget all about it. There
are two terms that we'll never allow
used in our kingdom, jew harp and"-
"And ginger nuts" interrupted the
queen, laughing, as she secretly wiped
;wo little tears from her eyes.-From
he German For Short Stories