Corvallis gazette. [volume] (Corvallis, Benton County, Or.) 1900-1909, 1902-06-03
So on Mondav morning I caIIed Q

out at once, and in the afternoon l
was whirling through beautiful Derby
shire on my way to London and the
Continent. could not forbear feeling
something like delight at the change
| from terrible Timperley to these bright
scenes-although scarcely knew where
was journeying, or for what. Could
I then have guessed what strange things
| / would bear when reached the to me
! unknown city of Basel on the Rhine,
could have guessed that was being
hurried along by the Divine Vengeance,
| that was not so much deputed by
Steinhardt To see Emile Haas as by
| that Overruling Power who was i'm.
pelling that man on TO his doom, what,
have often wondered since, would my
feelings have been as was borne along
with rush and roar in the railway
train?
The first night of my journey rest
ed in London. I went to that hotel
(Bacon's) in Great Queen street, where
Mr.. Lacroix had commonly stayed on
his visits to London, but found moth
ing of consequence.
was wretched. cold and hungry,
when. about o'clock in the morning
of the third day, I left the train at
Basel. i permitted myself to be taken
to hotel, where I ordered breakfast.
After partaking of which revived, and
began to think of the errand ON which
l had come.
Since my arrival had been uncer-
tainly using French and German, and
I had been answered in either language
Il found later that in the hotel, at
least, might as we'll use my native
English); but on inquiring my way
| from the Ludwigstrasse to the obscure
| street sought, had to draw exclus-
lively upon my stock of German. I dis
| covered that Fraulein Emile Haas
lived in one of a row of old tall houses
(not unlike some of those in the city of
Edinburgh, with little windows in the
steep grey roofs, which gave the inn
preston of eyes with Sleepy, heavy
lids. Up and up the bare stairs of the
house stepped, till think 1 was on
the fourth tioor-at any rate, 1 was as
high as could climb. 1 knocked at
the door of a humble ''apartment" of
two rooms, and an old wrinkled woman
appeared. l inquired in German for
Fraulein Haas, and was informed she
was from home, ''giving her daily les
sons" She was not, then, ill? Oh,
no, she was not ill-she was we'll. I
asked when she would be at home, ard
was told ga; five o'clock in the after
noon." So departed till then, with
about six hours in which to tax my in
genuity in guessing why Fraulein
Haas's demand to see Steinhardt had
been so urgent, since she was not dy-
ing, nor even ill.
At five o'clock I called again, and
found Fraulein Haas at home. was
asked to come in. looked curiously
aged woman, of the thin, nervous type
of German Cor, perhaps, Swiss), with
bright, keen, grey eyes. She rose,
smiling, but perplexed, to receive me,
and waited tor me to state my business.
81 come from England" 1 said in
German.
"rhen you do not want me to give
lessons" said she. pushing away a
prospectus" evidently laid ready for
presentation; ''my mother thought you
had come for that"
"No," said 1-"I come from Eng.
land to see you, and then to go back
again"
She looked bewildered. I took from
my pocket copy of the Times adver-
tisement, and handed it to her. At
once the expression of her face changed;
pale before, it became paler now, and
her eyes seemed to dilate, as with
fear.
"But you," said she, 'are not EN-
manuel Steinhardt? Perhaps, how
ever" she made haste to add, "yeu are
his son? He married, 1 know II
shook my head.
81 am no relation at all to Herr |
Steinhardt. Very likely that will ex-
plain who I am'-and I gave her
Steinhardt's letter.
She was moved when she saw the
handwriting. She read the letter |
through eagerly. 1t was short, could
see.
"He thinks I am ill, and in want of
money-of his money! Ach! This |
will not do! You must go away sir!"