The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1904-09-02

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~ the outbreak of the Fran
NON co-Prusslan War he brave
~ went TO the front with the gsllan
101st Chasseurs, distinguished himself
IT Gravelotte. and had the honor o
being mentioned in dispatches; bu
even glory has it's unpleasant side. III
was at length taken prisoner and
packed off to Prussia with large
batch OF comrades, there to await an
exchange at the close of the campai ign
Now, what was a fascinating, hand
some lieutenant OF Chasseurs to do
with himself while on parole in a for.
eign land?
The question almost answers itself.
SauDterlng one evening by the side of
the little River L., and bcwaillng
his lot, AdOlphe's attention was arrest
ed BY the yelping of small dog and
the angry remonstrance Of another.
Intermlngled with these sounds were
some Of sweeter tone proceeding from
the lips Of-a damsel. In an instant
LatOur was at her side. He had only
been deprived Of one war TO be present
~ another. Not. however, this time
between two nations. Yet was the
present encounter no uniting type
~ the conflict from which he had been
banished. Here lay poor, unready, un-
disciplined France in the guise OF a
white Pomeranian There Prussia,
aggressive and strong. stood over her
In the form OF a sturdy bull terrier.
No wonder the little one yelped; no
wonder the cOnqueror "chortled," no
wonder the girl. type of Europe, cried
In passive coincidence. "Ach yOmes
Kind! Ach, Susschenw
Adople instantly realized the situa.
lion, and did what England thought
better to shrink from. With his strong
right hand he seized on the sturdy bull
'errier's windpipe, another moment
md France mean Susschen--is free!
Next was the foe conjurcd to "go
home" and "to bed" and admonished
with "Ughs" and "Ahas;" 80. criti-
cally licking his lips as one who would
say, Il like the taste Of that dog" fhe
delinquent scampered hastily home.
To attend TO Fraulein was our hero's
next care.
II trust your dog il not hurt?' said
be, in very bad German
To which she replied, in very good
french:
"Oh, monsieur. how can / thank
you?"
Becoming aware that Fraulcin
speaks his own language much better
than De does hers. Latour rejoins, with
, gallantry he never could have as
sumed while nOundCrlng in foreign
tongue:
believe me, mademOiselle, if sep.
hrating one dog from another procurcs
me the pleasure l now experience
trust that occupation may be my daily
task for the rest Of my stay in your
country"
or course. Adolphe took the oppor.
tunlty of escorting her TO her home.
Tor fear Of further accidents. Strange
to say that on the morrow yet again
he found an excuse for calling on
at the Red Farm. This
time he was introduced 10 the young
lady's mother, and learned that her
name was Frau Berne-that the dau.h-
ter, Sophie.
How happily The hours passed. But.
Ike the last interview, il flew away.
alas! with wings as swift as mcdita-
ton"
"Au revoir, I hope" says he. as he
''oves her at the gate.
"Auf weidersehcn." she replies: "you
must learn TO speak German"
"Will you teach me?"
~ will try"
And so their intimacy began.
One day Adolphe and Sophie found
themselves seated side by side on
little bench under one Of the largest
apple trees in the sunny orchard.
They had been silent for more than
a minute, when the silence was brok
on thus:
He: There is one sentence. and one
only. | can speak in German with con
tdence. | know that IL is true. and
truth makes me speak il without hest
latOn."
She: "Yes?"
He: Cannot you guess it?"
She: No"
Slowly his arm crceps round the
young girls waist Gently he draws
her toward him, and softly whispers.
'Ich liebe dich."
She answers with a sigh OF great
content. And as she timidly raises
her eyes and they meet his, he knows
that be is loved in return.