Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1901-09-19

unintelligible. His friend paid no at
tention to it; his face, which had
grown grave.
Il wanted to make a present of just
such shining stones once" continued
Maiberg. 1T was two years ago |
had been saving up for it for months,
and it gave me great pleasure when
l pictured to myself how a certain
| pair of dark eyes would shine as they
looked at the sparkling stones.
was just putting the etui in a bouquet
| Of pomegranate blossoms, to send II
| to its destination, when the postman
came and brought me a letter-and ]
| did not send Off the brooch. The
| person for whom it was intended
wrote to me that she thought il
would be better for her not to join her
| fate to mine, and that in accordance
| with her parents wishes she had
| engaged herself to the owner of q
! hacienda which was one of the largest
| and richest in all Brazil. l threw the
pomegranate blossoms out of the
window and locked up the brooch in
my writing-06sk. How could l ever
have imagined that a woman would
share my toilsome lot? It is quite
another thing when one has a hus-
band who can put carriages, villas,
and yachts at ones disposal
You never wrote me that you were
engaged, Wolf" said Leo. why did
you not comfort yourself with some
one else? Good Heavens, there must
be plenty of girls, and rich girls, too
even in that part of the world"
Il loved her.
And do you love her still?'
Il have got over it now, Leo, and
| have come here to look for a wife,
good woman. a German woman. Do
you know such a woman, as my
mother was-can you remember her?
Always pleasant, kindly, and with
sound understanding; for anything
more, Leo, is superfuous in a woman
who is to be always with us in good
days and evil days | want a cheer
full face, quiet manner, when [ come
home tired from my work I do not
want a brilliant, intellectual woman,
who would insist on my dressing and
following her about to operas and
balls. I don't like that sort of thing,
and [ thank Heaven that I had been
preserved from that fate. Is that tall
gable over there Sibyllenburg
NO, that is Baroness ErIach's
house. Sibyllenburg is rocco, purest
rocco. You will see it at the next
turning"
Il am very curious about your
home, Leo, and your wife and child"
You will hardly see Ante unless
you 60 down into the kitchen. We
have some guests coming this even
ing, and So"
What? Guests this EVENING""
will it disturb you, Wolf?'
"Oh, no; not at all. Only I had
been looking forward to an evening
when we two might talk over old
times over glass of wine, and
"Oh, let the old times go; the very
memory of them makes me miser-
able said Jussnitz. But here we
are
The carriage had turned in at an
iron gateway and presently stopped
before a low flight of steps rooted
over with glass. A young lady was
standing in the lofty open doorway,
above which two genii in fiuttering
garments with flying ribbons were
holding of a coat-of-arms. 1t was
already dusk; the light which was
shed over the hall from lamp hang
ing from the ceiling fell on the golden
hair of a beautifully shaped head.
Wolf could not distinguish the feat
ures plainly; he only saw pair of
large eyes looking out of a white face,
and he thought the whole figure, as
she stood there in her dark dress with
her dazzling white apron, and a key
basket on her arm, was full of a
homely grace. A low, pleasant voice
sounded in his ear.
you are welcome, Herr Doctor. I
am SO glad to see Leo's best friend"
NoI4 lSlI do IL CT ILLS lllOIllSuL AS
had come into the home atmosphere
for the first time, the German atmos-
phere for which he had so Ionged.
He felt greatly moved, and he silently
pressed the young wife's hand to his
lips. He could not find suitable words
in which to reply to her, and without
speaking he followed his friends
wife into the house.
To be continued.