Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1901-08-22
CHAPTER IL.

reached LHe station Just IN JlHe 10
jump into the first compartment he
came to. The whistle of the train.
master had already sounded the sig
nal for starting, and the conductor
pulled open a dor and thrust him in.
He had first-class season ticket,
but he found himself in a third class
carriage, and alone with a lady. At
first he paid no attention to her; the
air was horribly close and he went
to The window to open it. But first
he turned and, lifting his hat. said:
"Will you allow me. Fraulein?"
The head, covered with broad
brimmed felt hat, was raised little.
ooh, certainly" was the reply, in
clear voice.
Leo Jussnitz cast hasty glance at
the face beneath the shady hat. and
saw two dark. almost unnaturally
large eyes. The window was open half
way and he sat down opposite her
and looked at her. He saw small
mouth, bright red lips, and a del
icately formed chin. The short nose
and the two glowing eyes were
shaded by the Rembrandt hat
Where, for Heavens sake, had he
seen thi7 face before?
Her eyes fell beneath his gaze; the
dark lashes which now rested On the
pale cheek were wonderfully long.
He felt sure he had seen this all
before; and suddenly there came be-
fore him The picture of his fathers
garden II the little city of the Marx.
and a s.ei's face with great dark eyes
was looking over the white-thorn
hedge which separated their neigh
bor's garden from their own, and
these eyes smiled at him and
fascinated him, the gymnasiast of
eighteen, till he found himself stand
ing by the hedge with two slender
hands clasped in his which stood out
like snow against the dark green of
the leaves. And the moon shone
down upon them, and over in the
castle park across the brook the
nigntingales We're singing as he
kissed the rosy lips.
But this could not be she. for six
teen years had passed since that
period of his first love; and this |
young creature before him was per-
haps twenty years old He looked at
her again, and the memory of that
time became So vivid that he felt
quite bewildered.
"Tony Won Zweidorfl. he said. half
aloud
A light laugh was the reply.
"You know me. them" inquired the
girl. But | am not Tony-ah. my
dear Tony!-I am the youngest,
Hilda.'
"TIildegarde Won Zweidorf-from
Altwedel?"
She nodded. "And you, sir?"
He took off his hat and murmured |
his name.
"You used to know Tony?" inquired |
the young girl, drawing up her !
slender figure as comfortably as |
possible into the hard corner Of the |
wooden seat.
yes, Fraulein Hilda."
But, then, you must have seen me
tool"
''You were a child then. Fraulein |
Won Zweidorf, and will not be likely |
to remember the tall gymnasiast who
used to so to dancing-school with !
Fraulein Tony"
mo, do not. Have you been
long away from Altwedel?"
Very long My father was sent
from there to Silesia, and | Il
Are you still living in the little house
on the Altar"
Eyes. 1t Is such queer little old
house"
"Ah. used to think it was delight
full; we lived close by"
There is factory there now, an
ugly red-brick building, with tall
chimneys and lot of factory girls.
and a shrill bell which calls them to
work"
what a pityl And how are your
parents?"
"oh, thank you, papa is sometimes
very poorly and he Is always cross,
and mamma"-she shrugged her
shoulders-"of course. suffers from IT,
1t is always like that with us. sir"
And Fraulein Tony? Is she as
fond of dancing as ever?'
"oh. Tony dance, Tony has
grown very quiet and sad. Besides.
II Is always dun and stupid at our
house." she replied with a sigh.
He made no answer; he looked at
his opposite neighbor with COM
passionate glance, What a picture
of discomfort her words called up be-
fore him!
He knew every nook and corner of
the little house that the family oc-
cupied, and he knew that in every
corner We're the traces of poverty,
.priyation, and discomfort. The tax
collector, Won zweidorf, formerly an
office. had become acquainted with
his wife. the little Mademoiselle
Bergere, at a comrades house; she
came from French Switzerland. and
filed the position of bonnie. OIL
course. ne had not been in earnest at
first in his pursuit of the beautiful |
girl. but the time came when as a
man of honor he could not refuse 10
marry her. The commander of the