The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1900-03-13
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4 Back in Berlin the name of Max
Hertzer had been of some account.
He was, to begin with, a Hertzer,
which meant much. AS a matter of
course, he was an officer in the army
his sisters had starved themselves for
his commission and maintenance land
he was handsome, even for a German
officer Unfortunately for him he sang
the love songs of his country, and they
are quite the most moving love songs
in the world. They move the singers
as well as the listeners. They moved
Hertzer, and on one night in particular
when he was hidden to the house Of q
certain titled lady he was so lifted out
of himself by the charm of his music
that he proposed to an American girl
who was present and to his startled
dismay was accepted.
| IL was a Al6lOl IuAO, 1Ol 0C Ndc 0Oe
in sympathy with the American point
of view; he did not like the insistence
and intellectual arrogance of American
women, and he had quite made up his
mind to marry a senseless and well
born little fraulein who did network
and went to kaffee klatsches. He al
most loved her, she was so nondescript,
and would be well content to make
harmless background Of herself for his
benefit. Moreover, in spite of all his
vanity, he was rather soft hearted, and
it hurt him to think how many tears
would bedew those soft blue eyes
when she heard of his engagement to
the American girl.
The American girl had, moreover,
been known to do things which were
shocking. She had gone shopping about
the streets of Berlin unaccompanied,
she had once used slang before Wei
mar professor of philosophy, and she
had been heard to say that she did not
like the shape of the emperor's nose.
She was not known to be rich even,
which is the only excuse that an Amer
lean girl has for living, and it was said
she made some serious mistakes in her
Interpretation of the Fifth Sym
phony."
Yet he married her, and they went to
America.
ct is just as well,' said his friends
sadly. Really, you know, it is all
over with poor Max"
They felt that he was as good as
dead.
1t was dull in America. Well, New
York wasn't so bad perhaps, but the
other towns-bah! There wasn't
true city among them. 1t didn't count
for man to be anybody. No one paid
any attention to Max because he was a
Hertzer It made him bitter. He had
little summer house built In the yard
back of the house where they lived and
smoked his pipe there and dreamed Of
Berlin. Also he planted some flowers
and some little trees. He liked these
and paid much attention to them. He
studied a great deal-military tactics
and botany But he neglected to pro-
vide the daily bread. No one could
blame him for it. 1t was an oversight
on his part. His wife taught music.
She gave private lessons and class les
sons, and she sometimes performed at
concerts. Her peculiar treatment Of
the Fifth Symphony" did not initiate
against her in America.
In course of the long and busy years
four children were born to the Hert-
zers, but still the burden of the bread
winning devolved upon madam. She
never complained. 1t was the greatest
pleasure in the world for her to return
home and find the baron sitting there.
She never saw man so handsome.
And he was always kind. Sometimes
he found odd jobs to do-bookkeeping
or work in railroad Office or book
criticism. He was willing but not ca
ger to work. Time was apt to hang
heavily on his hands. And so it be-
came his habit to amuse himself In a
peculiar way-namely, by the making
Of little black devils. He made them
on anything that CHANGED to be handy
an envelope, a scrap of paper, play
ing card or book m8rgin. He repre-
scented them in every imaginable antic.
He gave them thousand subtle indi-
vidualities. His mind appeared to be
beset by them. Many Of his acquaint-
ances had wondered in the course of
their intercourse with him what it was
that filed that large, handsome head.
Now they seemed to be finding out.
The little inky imps trooped out of his
Uranium in such numbers that they
threatened to leave it quite void and
empty.
The children were growing up, and
children cannot do that, no matter how
unobtrusive they endeayor to be, with
out costing some one something. These
children developed talents, and in a
utilitarian age talents cannot be allow
ed to go to waste. Madam Hertzer
considered it incumbent upon her to
see that one studied dramatic express
sion and another the violin and an
other wood carving and another model
ing in clay, besides all of the regula- |
ton studies. She brought a great cir |
Gle of friends about her, who adored
her bohemian evenings and who con-
sidered the baron one Of the most In
teresting gentlemen they had ever met.
The baron did not consider himself |
interesting. He was bored with him
self He wondered if time would new
er pass in America and drew little
black devils while he was waiting to
find out.
Among the many pleasing and heter-
odox friends who visited the Hertzers
was newspaper man Of whimsical
turn of mind He had been the re-
cipient on a certain occasion of pack |
of playing cards in which each club, |
spade. heart or diamond was repre-
scented by scarlet or black devils, and |
the design upon the backs of the cards |
was writing, twisting inferno of the
same grotesque little creatures.
He looked at these long and appre- !
ciatively, did the newspaper man, and
he was seized with an idea. This idea |
was the outcome of his observations. |
He had noticed that there was look
of extreme WEAKNESS in the eyes of the !
amiable Madam Hertzer and that she
walked more slowly than she used, and /
her selections at the piano, which had /
once been noted for their length, were
now brief and lacking In spirit. In /
short, the brave spirit of Madam Hert-
yer dropped under many burdens So I
the newspaper man entered upon the
making of collection, assisted by the
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