The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1901-08-05
Our Daily Short Stories
ii ~ ~ s.
BY FRANK H. SWEET.
Copyright. 1901, by Authors Syndicate.

German had grown big with wonder at
the munlhcence of the salary; but the
mine owners had only narrowed and
frightened. He knew that another
man with the scientific giants acquire
ments would have asked a hundred,
and been given it without a question.
In the books he was entered as Hans,
because of the clerks inability to un-
derStand the long, unpronounceable
name he gave; but down in the camp
he was simply Cause, while the burly
teamster he one day tossed twenty feet
into the river for beating a horse, be-
came Effect.
Mails We're of uncertain arrival at
Dead Level Bar. Sometimes they
came twice a month, sometimes only
once in two months and sometimes
the appearance of road agents pre-
vented them from coming at ALL Hans
had been there six weeks before a mail
came in, and then it was another week
before the clens1 connected the letter
whose address he could not decipher
with the engineer whose name he could
not pronounce.
When the letter was brought to him,
Hans was sitting on a bowlder outside
the mine, his blue eyes fixed upon a
distant point of the horizon with an
expression of usefulness and regret.
Five minutes later he was in the SUI
perintendent's office.
Il gif my notice." he cried, his face
glowing and his blue eyes radiant.
Il take de stage in 20 minutes"
'Take-what in 20 minutes? oh, you
want more salary" The superintend-
ent threw his feet into another chair
and looked at him expectantly. "Well,
how much? Will so per cent. increase
do?"
Il tell you 1 take de stage" Hans
reiterated. Il gift my notice"
= His earnestness was too evident to
be mistaken and the superintendent
rose hastily to his feet
Come, come, Hans" he expostulat-
ed. think better of it. Well pay you
more than anybody else"
1T is not de pay" eagerly; you no
understand. You been good to me, and
l stay NIT you longer as any
body But now l vass go home to
Katrina. You see,' as a slight smile
appeared on the youthful face of the
superintendent; lit is like dis. Dere
vass things tell about me, and Katrina
hear dem, and she say to me: Go!
Den l hear anodder man vass seek
her, and / come to America to forget.
But no. deere vass no place to forget.
When l come to de mountains l see
Katrina everywhere, and l hear her
voice NIT de trees and when 1 dream.
Now dis" holding the letter up and
regarding it wistfully, tells me dat
Katrina is waiting, and it say de hes
nit me are all discover and dat de
odder man is punish"
Il am glad to hear it, Hans" said
the superintendent, heartily, but still
1 think you ought to remain with us.
Why, just think of it, man! six months
of this work, and you can go back and
build a castle for Katrina"
But Hans raised himself to his full
hight and looked down compassionate
".
You is young man." he said, land
do not understand desc things. Gold is
everywhere, all over de world; but dere
is only one Katrina. l gift my notice
row and go to de stage. And l say
goot-by."
rhe superintendent watched him
down the hillside, and then turned to
his desk with a sigh.
Il am a young man." he thought,
bitterly; but l 90 understand. L have
already lost my Katrina