Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1902-04-10

evoiutlons, ceremonies, and so on
that interest me-" His dreamy eyes
frightened. Sometimes, early in the
8 neutrality-suspicious. lessons begin-I
stand at the open window when they
are changing the guard in the pal
IL the courtyard. And listen to the
music. and watch the movements OF
the soldiers, and if one has FURNISHED
his breastplate badly or buckled his
belt awry. | send for the officer, and
the man is punished, for soldiers
should obey the regulations
Marie clapped her hands.
go on. go on.' she cried. Just
new you said you didn't believe in
fairies, and now you are telling a
fairy tale. You are the very queerest
little boy, You sending for the officer.
Oh. do go on! Make up more"
Il will go on. but l do not make it
Iup," the boy said He pointed to a
rock with an overhanging canopy
f"inged with algae. Let us sit
down"
1T looks just like throne!" Marie
threw herself down upon the sun
warmed stone. sit here at my feet, .
she commanded. And the king obey
ed, He looked at the bare. brown,
tiny feet.
Il will tell you something else since
you wish it. Last Maunday Thursday
washed the feet of II old men and
IL old women
The proud little nostrils dilated
with disgust.
"Oh! That is horrid story"
NO; it is true-quite true! 1t was
al the cathedral of San Ignacio. The
Icardinalarchbishop held the silver
basin, and there was solemn mass.
gave the people new clothing. and
food; sailed fish and ham and cheese.
a dole of so much to each, besides gold
and silver in little crimson bags. 1t
is the royal offering. Then, the next
day, came the royal pilgrimage. The
whole court, dressed in deep mourn
ing, goes out on foot to visit all the
lchurches in the city, led by the king
and queen. Whether it rains or halls
it would be the same. This year 1t
rained. My mother said. when
showed her how the wet dripped off
my sleeve, My son, the Monarch OF
the Monarchs went shelterless in all
weathers that our souls might find
shelter through him. Shall the king
of Ibera grumble, then, at few
drops of rain?"
The king of Ibera!' Marie. who
had thrown herself almost at full
} length upon her rock, sat up with a
Sudden accession of primness.
THE king of lbera2 l know all
about him."
The king of Ibera? know all
about him."
Pardon, Mademoiselle; think
not" said the king.
Marie screamed with laughter.
"Oh, you stiff, stiff, pokey little
lprig! Must nobody know anything
hut yourself?"
The king rose, very pale, and took
off his cap
} "Mademoiselle Marie, you are. un
! just, and, what is nearly as bad, you
are rude. and l will leave you" He
stopped and turned away, but a sob
) broke from him, and the blue eyes
brimmed with tears that were sternly
kept back. Marie jumped up.
Come back" She stamped one
small. rosy foot imperiously, then ut
tered shrek of pain, for a spiny,
dried sea apple had punished the poor
foot severely. The king forgot his
resentment, and ran back to her
"Ah, the horrid, nasty. spiky thing.''
she cried, and hurled the echinus from
her vengefully. Then she sat down,
and the king knelt beside her. The
wounded foot was solemnly inspected.
1T bleeds,' said Marie, with CULVER
ing lips, as tiny, bright red bead FOL
lowed the withdrawal of prickle.
81 am so, so sorry, | wish knew
what to do to make it WELL"
AT home they would kiss
it" suggested Marie, with demurely
dropped lashes.
II will kiss it if you wish. Do you
wish me. truly?"
- She nodded, catching her breath, be-
tween whimper and a giggle, as the
boy stopped his fair head and touched
thC pAhh lOOt VIII pare npSs
1T is nicer than kissing the beg
gars' feet, as | did at San Ignacio,1 he
said as he rose.
Il am tired of that make believe.
Don't do 1t any MORE" ordered Marie.
l'I prefer to talk about myself for a
little. Once, | ran away from the
Schloss-"
Where is the Schloss?"
AT home. in Germany"
so you are German? I'm sorry"
said the king pensively.
Germans are nice. Why are you
Isorry?" 'Oh, because =. Tell
me why you ran away"
Il was tired of my gouvernante,
Nine. Won Bern. / wanted to go
to school with the village children. So
ran away. got to the school
just as they began to sing. The
lsChoolmaster go so red in the face
when / walked in and took my place
\ with the other children, and joined in
las loud as I could. But Gretchel,
papa's head bailiffs little girl, didn't