Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1904-10-27

South America Norway and Sweden,
and had Travelled through Russia ano
Caucasus. No one knew where he
was staying at present. He hao
written seldom of late years, at last
not at all; but his memory still lived
in Butte. Only Anna Maria no longer
spoke of him; indeed, she scarcely
remembered him now: she was just
eight years old when he went away
Only this she still knew: that Uncle
i Stnrmer had often taken her by the
hand and led her to her father, ana
that at such times her heart had al
ways beaten more quickly from fear
Anna Maria had stood in real awe OF
her father, and when he died and
was buried, not tear flowed from
the child's eyes. Her entire affec-
ton belonged to her brother, as she
used to say, full of pride and love for
him.
Aunt Rosamond had never been
able TO exert the slightest influence
over the girls independent character
AS soon as Anna Maria was con
frmed, she hung the bunch of keys at
her belt, and took UP the reins of
housekeeping with an energy and cir
cumspection that aroused the admira-
ton of all, and especially of the old
aunt, who vas particularly struck by
1t, since she herself was a tender.
weak type of woman, to whom sucn
energy in one of her own sex could
but seem incomprehensible.
Anna Maria spun on quietly as all
these thoughts succeeded each other
behind the wrinkled brow of her com.
panion. She could sit and spin thus
whole evenings, without saying a
word; she was quite different from
other girls! She did not allow a
bird or flower in her room, nor did
she ever wear a flower or a ribbon as
an ornament. And yet one coulo
scarcely imagine more high-bred ap-
pearance than hers. Whether she
were walking, in her house dress.
through kitchen and cellar, or receiv
. ing guests in the drawing-room, as
, happened two or three times a year
, she lost nothing in comparison with
other ladies and girls; on the con.
trary, she had certain superiority to
them, and Aunt Rosamopd would
sometimes say to herself: The others
are like geese beside her!"-"Yes
what may happen here YETI" she ask
ed herself with a sigh.
"A letter for the Fraulein!" A
youth of perhaps twenty-five years
dressed in simple dairy livery, handed
Anna Maria a letter.
> From Klaus!" she cried joyfully
but held the letter in her hand with.
out opening it, and fixed her eyes
upon the firm, resolute face of the
servant.
We'll, Gottlieb, what is the mattes
with you?" she asked You look as
if your wheat had been utterly
ruined"
Gracious Fraulein," the youth re
, piled, with hesitation yet firmly, the
master will have to look about for
some one else-I am going away at
New Year"
Have you gone mad?" cried Anna
Maria, frowning. What is it here
that you object to-" She had risen
and stepped up to the youth. "As
|, for the rest" she continued, II can
imagine why you have such folly in
your head. Because | have sent away
Marieken Martens, do you wish to go
, too? Very well, will not keep you !;
you may go; there are plenty of peo-
pie VINO would take your place. But
if your father knew it he would turn
in his, grave. Do you know how
long your father served at Butze?'
"Fifty-eight years, Fraulein," re
piled the young fellow at once.
= ''Fifty-eight years! And his son
: runs away from the service in which
his father grew old and gray, after a
frivolous girl, Very wei, you shall
have your way; but mind, any one
who once goes away from here
never returns. You may 60"
The servants face grew deep red
. at the reproachful words of his young
E mistress; he turned slowly to the
: door and left the room.
Ana Maria had meanwhile broken
D the great crested seal, and was read
ing. KLAUS is coming day after to
morrow" After reading awhile, now
as happy as child, she cried to the
old lady: Just hear. Aunt Rosa
mond, what else he writes. will
read it aloud.
81 found my old Mattoni over his
= books as usual, but it seemed TO me
II he looked i'll. | asked him about it
/ but he declared he was well. A pro
posal to come and recuperate nex'
a summer in our beautiful country all
d he dismissed with a shake of the
). head. he had not time!" He is ar
D incorrigible bookworm.
/ but now here is something par
;, ticularly interesting! Do you know
. whom | met yesterday "Unter der
n Linden" sunburned and scarcely
$ recognizable? Edwin Sturmer! h