The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1900-04-23

translator, law-copyist-so hard tina
any woman not absorbed in one fixed
idea would surely have cried out upor
him for killing himself. He did no
die, however; the Landenbergs are {
sturdy race. Denying himself food an6
sleep, going forth every morning to the
endurance of insults he might not re
sent, this latter day descendant Of the
Teutonic knights won his way through
those nine terrible months and could
announce his task done" at theil
I close. Frau Won Lanenberg sat down
and wept. THANK God your brother
a free man, at lastn' she sobbed.
"And-so am Twas sKarl's signffi
cant rejoinder. Therefore I'll go
round and see Rosenheimy
He went; four hours later Rosenheim
I returned the visit. Bursting impetu-
ously, into his friends little working
room, he cried, in lamenting voice:
| TITS no use, old chap. He utterly
| declines to meet you-won't even read
your challenge. Mayor and the rest
support him. Oh, beg pardon! 1
| didn't Sec
| What Rosenheim had failed to see
was tall and strikingly handsome
young man in guardsman's uniform,
| who, emerging from a cloud of tobacco
smoke, said briefly: Introduce me-"
Whereupon Karl muttered thickly:
MY brother, Berthold; you've heard
of Fritz Rosenheim?"
"Assuredly, and III be much obliged
to him if he'll kindly explain the sig
n1cance of the extraordinary message
he brings you"
Rosenheim, with many gatherings,
explained and Berthold Won Lanenberg
listened, his face growing gray like
that of man under sharp physical tor
ture. At length he sprang up.
Wake me to those fellows; I'll make
them hear reason. No, Karl" shaking
off his brother, who would have inter-
posed, this is my affair, claim to
act-if only as the head Of the fami-
ly."
Young Fritz spent the next ten min
utesprotesting unsahken faith in Karl
Hut Berthold Won Lanenberg spoke not
word until he had entered the room
where Gottfried Hahn sat smoking
with dozen of his peers. Then, hav-
ing formally presented himself, he beg
ged to know Herr Halrn's grounds for
declining his brothers challenge.
Hahn leaned back superciliously in
his chair "The challenge Herr Lieu
tenant, was long on the way"
"Yes!' Berthold Numbered. do
you know why it tarried? + will tell
you"
All faces turned eagerly to the pale
speaker.
THE tales a short one. am a poor
man. condemned to associate with rich
men. Like other poor men similarly
circumstanced, I got into difficulties /
committed an act which once known
must have ended by career.''
A pause. Berthold took breath and
went on deliberately.
1.-THE person wronged by that act, a
distant relative of my own, speedily !
discovered that he had been defrauded |
He offered not to publish his discovery
on one condition-that the money |
should be repaid to him within two
years. My brother, aware that was |
powerless to accept this condition ca |
soldier has no opportunity Of earning |
money! came forward and accented it |
in my name. He succeeded in fulfilling |
A slight movement among the listen
ing group.
ITO gain this success he has sacri- |
feed everything he holds dear. Rather |
than run any risk of breaking his word |
he, Lanenberg, has suffered men to call
Thera tho pnO1OUiSt'C Upfpo |
and Gottfried Hahn sprang
10 his feet.
mo man shall ever call him so again
n my hearing!" he cried, TIN ready
% ask his pardon
I'VE shall all crave leave to do that"
Otto Mayer put in. And then-to
hank his brother for telling us story