Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1901-01-28
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ing her eyes forever, something that l
heard much later from her cousin, who
overheard it, although it was intended
! only for the ears Of the man who bent
over the dying woman. "Do not for
I get what you promised me! DO not
forget Robert-his father; if you want
me to rest in my grave, make it good
soon, Wollweyer,-do you hear?-
soon!"
He must have assented, for she
pressed his hand and fell asleep peace
fully with another May you be
happy!"
A year had passed since Hannchen
had been buried, and everything went
on apparently just the same in the
house, until this especial day. This
| day, however, began very differently.
In the first place, as I was going to
my literature lesson with my books, I
met the cousin upon the stairs; she
wore, instead of the black Grape cap,
white one such as she had worn be-
| fore Hannchen's death and likewise a
white apron. She noticed my look of
surprise and said: "True mourning is
in the heart, Fraulein Anneliese; black
garments do not constitute it." In the
second place [ met the WidoWer in a
brand new, light gray hat, yellow
gloves, and dark blue autumn suit.
He called out to me from across the
street as he waved his hand in his af-
fected manner: "Your servant, Frau
/ lein Anneliese!"
What ails him?" thought I, haught-
/ lily returning his greeting, for I always
felt yexed when he became too famil-
lar; papa could never bear it either.
l had just related my observation
to my mother but had not succeeded
in fixing her attention Herewith, SO we
both gazed rather silently upon the
courtyard with it's lindens and out
through the open gate where the with
cred leaves Whirled upon the wretched
pavement of the Kirchplatz Our room
was pervaded with the perfume of flow
ers coming from a bouquet of magnif-
cent autumn roses, Glore de Dion,
mixed with tuberOses; my mother said
not a word as to whence came this
wealth of blossoms. I can see my
mother before me as plainly as upon
that day. She was paler than she had
been for a long time; I thought she
was worrying too much again, and
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much the more astonished was | when
she suddenly said 1--WE shall have to
look for other apartments, Anneliese. y
If a thunderbolt had fallen before me
I could not have been more struck than
was by her words. AS long as
could remember we had lived here; at
first when papa rented the lodging,
the old building, SO much in appearance
:, like castle, had belonged to Baron
Won serrenberg. He was a friend of
my dear, gay father, and when, six
months before the latter's demise, he
: was forced to sell the property and
Town Councillor Wol1meyer, as the
highest bidder" succeeded to it, the
latter at the request of the seller &C.
knowledged and accepted my parents
/ contract. Until now I had never
thought there could be any change.
Are we living too extravagantly,
mammal" I asked sadly I had no
exact knowledge of my mothers fnan-
cial condition, I simply knew that we
were very poor.
Eyes! That is-we are, to be sure,
living ridiculously cheap Anneliese.
Uncle Serrenberg only required a very
small rent of your father But still,
of what use are these large rooms?
We might, too, do without some OF the
furniture, and then"
How is it that we have accepted
a present in the form of to little rent
from Herr Wollmeyer?" I interrupted,
unpleasant1y affected by the thought
that we were not paying full value for
our apartments. "You will give notice
tomorrow for January, will you not,
mammal"
She nodded. eve shall then have
lived her fifteen years. You were just
two years old when papa was sent here
as district commander"
Eyes, I am quite old, mamma" said
|, with an attempt at jest Then I
pressed my brow against the window
pane, that the pale woman might not
see how greatly affected I was by the
thought of having to leave the apart
ments to which was so deeply at
tached, in which | had possessed and
lost the most beautiful thing in my
young life,-the love of a father who
had worshipped me and whom I had
worshipped in return, who had always
and still seemed to me the ideal of
man, so gallant, so honor-loving, so re-
| fined and so contented with a simple,
not to say scanty, existence.
1t would not have needed to have
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