Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-03-23

sounds he longed to hear, and started to-
Ward the river-only to come slowly back
trlcked An owl began to call in the tree
above them, and ever after Helga connect
ed that sound with death and despair, and
shuddered at it.
When at last the distant hum of voices
crept upon them, they would not believe it.
put sat with eyes glued to the ground,
thougn lhelr ears were strained But when
one OF the approac ching voices broke into a
rollicklng drinking song. which was caught
up oy the group around the fire and tossed
1oyously back and forth there cou1d NO
longer be any doubt of the matter. Sieurd
leaped up and pulled his companion to her
feet, with cheer.
Ihey would not sing like that if they bore
heavy tidings," he assured her ..Do NOT
spoil matters now by lack of canton Stav
mere while l run forward to meet them.
Then for the first time since the falling
OF the plow, Helga recalled with flush of
shame that she was a dauntIess shield
maiden; and she took hold of her com
posture with both hands
Singing and shouting, the rescuers came
out OF the woods at last and into the
circle of freight. On the shoulders of
the two leaders sat Tyrker his little ewes
dancing with excitement, his thin voice
squeaking comically in his attempts to pipe
a German drinking song, as he beat time
with some little dark object which he was
Furnishing. The chief walked behind him
with face that was not only clear but
almost radiant. Still further back came
orous. In the name of wonder, what had
happened to them?'
TT is the strangest thing that ever oc-
Cured" 1T is a miracle of God" Grow
ing as thick as crowberries" such Juice
will make the finest wine in the world!'
Baron Herpulfsson will dash out his
brains with envy" WAS ever such luck as
the Lucky 'One's?" were the disjointed
phrases that passed between them.
Waving the dark object over his head
Tyrker struggled down from his perch.
"Wunderschon! AS in the Fatherland
growing! And 1 went not much further
than you-only a step and there-like
snakes in the trees gecoied! So solid the
punches that them your fingers you cannot
between pry. The beautiful grapes Fos-
ter son, for this days work 1 ask you to
name this country Vineland Such a mir
acle requires that. Ach, it makes of me
child again. He tossed the fruit into
their eager hands and began all at once
to wipe his eyes industriously upon the
skirt of his robe.
Swiftly the bunch passed from hand to
hand. Each time juicy ball found it's
way down thirsty throat a great muir
muir of wonder and delight arose
There is more where this came from?
And on being assured that hillside after
hillside was covered with bending wreaths
of purple clusters, their rapture knew no
bounds.
Ale was all well enough, but wine! Not
only would they live like kings through
the winter, but in the spring they would
take back such a treasure as would make
their home people stare even more than
at the timber and the wheat
You need have no fear concerning Leifs
temper Slgurd whispered in Helga's ear
This discovery makes his mission as sure
of success as though It were already ac-
complished. No mans nose rises at tim
Der, but two such miracles as wheat and