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Der Deutsche correspondent. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1841-1918, 1904-05-23
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Der Deutsche correspondent. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1841-1918, 1904-05-23

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mebrt boben, ooB iie aniongen, gro.
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den g%efGbrocn.
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%ferotten 9onf 6irma s. 6. Slant
Sobnc in Wtocon, Ga, bat lid) geItern
Nohmittog eriholien.
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9riguuteu.
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g}iiarO lit gcitern NbcuO ocr0iicnt-
lidt morocn, mo ocrielbe bat &om
iofort ucrIaliCn.
GHoqijItiae oiii5icQc S6ritte lin0
crit ipdt an Gage qetbm mor0cn.
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hattie man Den @otidaitcr 0ilar6 an
gcDicicn, bei'm &otifnn mttentii6e
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muroc, mo oorouibiu Bate man iih
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Ybbcruimg 6c3 9oti0niIcr& qeci-
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Der Deutsche correspondent. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1841-1918, 1904-05-23

9oriS, %. Mai, - Giner 0epc-
idle ars 3anger 3nfoIgc iino oufGr-
iuden bes fron5oiii6en 8eionoten
berporragenoe m%aroffoniidc 9eomte
nod ben Bergen nnfgebroden, I'M
Die S~riganten 5u oernnInlien, ibre
8efangenen, Con Beroicoris uro
Grompell 8orlep. iueIde iie am Is.
Wai %entfibrten, irei5ulaiien.
The Saint Paul globe., 1904-11-20

walking; yet he seemed rather IA
tigued, as though he had come from a
long distance.
Give me chair" said he to John
Peter, that 1 may rest moment with
you before proceeding on my way"
The miller eagerly offered his best
straw-bottomed chair. Sit down. my
lord" said he, ''and rest yourself as
long as you like in my cottage; only
have the goodness not to speak so
loud. or you will waken my wife, who
Is i'll"
Fear nothing" replied the stranger:
the murmur Of my words will make her
sleep more sound1y. / am Mr.. Wind.
Thou hast several times addressed pc
utions to me. Thou wilt not wonder at
my being little out OF breath when !
tell thee that in less than an hour I
have visited the entire seacoast of Brit
tany and travelled a long distance over
the ocean.
'"Thy lord who lives at the neighboring
castle would not receive me; his servants
have shut all OF the doors and win
dows, and have secured them with large
bolts and solid, well-wadded shutters;
and have scarcely been able to pene-
trate into the staircases through a sky
light in one of the towers or into the
kitchen through q little airhole New
ertheless, 1 revenged myself on the SEN
tinels who are on guard on the courts
or the castle by throwing down their
sentry boxes.
''At your cottage, however, / found
the walls in ruins, and the latch with
out a fastening. ] had but TO push the
door and / entered forthwith.
This Is just the sort Of village I
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like. Thou possessest but one poor,
straw-bottomed chair, and that thou
didst most willingly offer at my en-
trance. thank thee for this hospitable
reception. Ask, therefore, some serv-
ice of me, John Peter, and will render
1t thee most freely"
Mr.. Wind" said the miller, "all I
ask of you is to blow for three or four
hours a day on my mill"
My poor John Peter" replied Mr..
Wind, II am not permitted to go out
every day. Madam Rain occupies the
sky for third part of the year, and,
like an ungrateful creature, she drives
me away after 1 have brought on her
clouds; and the Sun agrees still worss
with me. 1 sometimes lie shut up in
my cavern for months; but / will take
care to send thee Zephyrs and little
spirits, Yllo go out at my order to scour
the country morning and evening; and
| VIII order them not to forget thy mill.
When thou art in trouble, unhappy or
prosecuted, come to see me at my cav
ern, and 1 will give thee assistance.
l live up above here, at the top of the
southern mountain"
"Ahi Mr.. Wind" exclaimed John
Peter, II am unhappy and in trouble at
this very moment. If you would but
come at once to my aSSistance!'
1T is too late for me to do so to-
day." replied Mr.. Wind; IL must start
directly for Paris, where / have half
dozen chimneys to throw down. ,and in
half an hour l must be- at home, for
here is Madam Rain, close at my heels
Goodbye, John Peteri''
CTo be continued next Sunday)
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T HE NIGHTIN c. A L E

''Some music, Some musfci" cried the
Emperor. "Have the great Chinese
fambour play to keep me from seeing
and hearing all this."
But ali the imps remained and Mors
nodded his head like a Chinaman to all
that was said.
'sMusici Musicr' cried the Emperor
Dear little golden bird! Singl Singl i
have given you gold and precious
around your neck. singl singl'
But the artificial bird remained SILENT
because nobody had wound its mecha-
nism. Mors. the black knight, laughed
silently, and the little black imps whis-
pered and whispered on, and the silence
continued till the Emperor cried again:
Music! Musici oh, for some music TO
keep me from seeing my enemy, Mors,
and all these little black impsP
At this instant a delightful song burst
forth from the window. ItwAs fhe liv-
ing nightingale from the forest, who was
perched outside upon a branch. be had
heard that the Emperor was deathly
sick and had come to bring him hope
with his song.
At these sounds the little black imps
faded away little by little, the blood cir
culated more rapidly In the feeble veins
Of the Emperor. and Mors himself for
got everything but the music, and said:
Go on, little nightingale, go onl
YES" answered the nightingale, but
give me the beautiful golden sword, the
peror, then viii go on singing"
So Mors returned each object as the
price of another song. Then the night
inFaIe continued to sing. He sang OF
Mors' home-that beautiful country,
where the white roses grow, where the
cypress bows Its head and the fresh
grass Is sprinlled by tears, and made
Mors so homesick that he slipped away
from the Emperors bedside and disap-
peared by the window.
Thanksl Thanksi dear little bird from
heavenr,, cried the Emperor. IT recog-
nize you well. have driven you from
my empire. and now you have returned
How shall reward you7"
You have done so alreadyi" said the
nightingale. You gave me the tears
from your eyes the flrst time sang be-
The Saint Paul globe., 1904-11-20
CHAPTER
Mr.. Wind Visits Mr.. John Peter

came the mother Of a little boy, who
received the name Of Peter.
All the money that Claudine had
boarded since her marriage was scarce
ly sufficient to purchase baby linen, a
cradle and other things requisite for a
mother and her child. Indeed. when
these articles were bought, her last
farthing was spent. To complete her
misfortunes. she was now taken Ill. and
the village doctor had to be called IN.
John Peter neglected his work, that he
might wait upon Claudine, for he had
nothing to pay q nurse with: and thus
these poor people found themselves re-
duced all at once to frightful misery:
One night. as John Peter was sitting
up watching near his wife and child
as they slept, and rejecting upon his
and their wretched condition, he thought
thus: "If all my troubles overwhelmed
myself alone / should not complain, for
I am strong enough to endure cold and
hunger; but my wife will need fire 20
warm her, good nourishmept to
strengthen her, and medicine In her
sickness; and I have neither wood TO
put upon the fire nor meat to make
broth with; no. nor money to pay the
doctor. love my Claudine and her
child more than all the treasures OF the
world, and / do. not regret that mar
ried asgiri as poor as myself. The want
of wind and rain Il the sole cause Of
my distress. If only the wind would
blow on my mill should soon be able
The Saint Paul globe., 1904-11-20
THE LITTLE BIRD THAT TELLS

'Oh. do not do that" said the night
tngale. 1T has done what II could.
Keep 1t always For myself, l do not
wish TO come to court TO live. But let
me come when 1 feel like doing SO.
In the evening / shall perch upon the
branch outside your window, and / shall
sing for you, make you cheerful or
dreamy. / shall sing of the bad and OF
the good that happens around you. I
shall sing OF the happy and of those who
suffer. My song finds it's way into the hut
of the poor fisherman and under the
roofs of the peasants, as we'll as into
your fine palace. 1 love your heart more
than your crown, because II is sacred.
/ shall come. shall sing, but promise
me one thing"
s II promise you everything you may
ask" said the Emperor, who had dressed
himself, and now stood in his imperial
raiment, pressing his jeweled sword
upon his heart.
81 ask only one thing. Do not tell
anybody that you have a little bird that
tells. you things. 1t would be better
not to do so.''
The Emperor promised, and then the
nightingale few away.
preached on tiptoe, expecting to find
their Emperor dead. You can imagine
their astonishment when they saw him
standing, and still more when he turned
his head toward them and said:
Good morning. my children am
quite well, now"
The Saint Paul globe., 1904-11-20
PUMPKIN PIES EASY

''Georger' she cried. ''HeIpl Help!"
Whats the natter" yelled George,
rushing in from the woodshed. with the
hatchet IN one hand and piece of pump
kin IN the other. Gertrude held up her
hands.
.Poohl That's nothing. Rub your
hands in the -four"
Thanks" said Gertrude. trying to
scrape of the dough with a knife. At
last she succeeded in getting the sticky
mass rolled, after a fashion.
George" she called, do people butter
pie tins before they put In the crust?''
"Of course, said George. "Oh, dear!
Ouchis
what have you done2"
He appeared at the door. holding up a
Clipped it bit: that's ALL Here's
your pumpkin
Gertrude looked doubtfully at the yell
put them in like that, George7"
why not?"
: ssThey look so hard and funny
"Oh, they'll cook up, all right" said
George. confidently. Just chuck them
in with a cupful of water and lot Of
sugar. Pumpkin pies are dead easy"
"Oren the oven door, please" said
Gertrude little later.
The Saint Paul globe., 1904-11-20
(fN H. GEoRGE!" cried Gertrude,
" coming into the big, sunny

kitchen.
Whats up?' he asked
Mammals sick in bed with dread
ful headache:"
And all the Thanksgiving pies were
to have been made today Mamma says
we'll just have to eat cake and pre-
serves tomorrow"
Cake and preserves on Thanksgiving
1T can't be helped: she's too sick to
DO thing. I'm TO get dinner for you
and papa to-day. There's bread and
butter
But. 1 say, Gertrude. It's bad go
about those pies. Can't you make emp"
Mercy. no! 1 never made a pie in
Nor I; but I bet my new rubber
boots could If tried
You'd better try" said his sister.
say7"
We'll. maybe will What kind shall
we maker
Pumpkin, mince, apple, custard-"
''All for one dinner?'
why not7 I've never had all the pie
I wanted yet"
Gertrude knew that the best way TO
manage her brother was by agreeing
with him.
IAN right. Don. Wen start with the
pumpkin pies. and if they work we'n
try the others"
"Of course they'll work." shifted
George.
He ran to the barn and returned with
a huge golden ball.
'Now, Gertrude, you can make the
crust while I chop up this pumpkin.
Where's the hatchet?"
In the woodshed," answered Ger
trude, abEent-mindedly. How was 1t
that mamma made pie crust? Flour
OF course. and-and-oh. yes; lardl
She sifted q small mountain of flour on
the moulding board, scooped a double
handful OF lard from the pail and set to
work. The stun stuck In great balls to
her fingers, and the harder she tried to
get II OF the worse 1t acted.
The Saint Paul globe., 1904-11-20

A BOUT the time when the good
~ King Robert sang at the Choir
~ listers desk, there lived In Brit
tany a poor miller named John
Peter, whose only wealth In the world
consisted Of a mill. wretched hut. and
kitchen garden, In which he planted
cabbages and carrots.
But John Peter was unfortunate; for
he often saw his neighbors' mill sails
turning round on the hills, while his
own stood still, because the wind never
blew in his direction; and the vege-
tables In his garden withered from
drought, in spite OF the pains he took
to water them.
John Peter was not O man Of much
spirit, and SO he went on and spent his
time in exclaiming; "Alasl Mr.. Wind,
why don't you blow on my mill7" and
"Aiasl Madam Rain, why don't you
fall in my garden, SO that ! may gain a
nvelihood?' His lamentations, however,
were of no avail; the Wind did not
hearken, and the Rain troubled itself
very little about them.
In order to dispel his melancholy, the
miller married pretty peasant girl,
named Claudine, as poor as himself.
but active, and good housewife.
Claudine cleaned the house, mended the
linen, put everything in order, kept poul-
try and carried the eggs to market;
and, after while, just when her house.
hold affairs began to prosper. che be-
The Saint Paul globe., 1904-11-20
History Game.

An amusement, quite in accord with
Thanksgiving Day, Is to give out list
OF questions such as why, when and
where the first Thanksgiving Day was
celebrated. Who issued the proclama-
tion7 Who was the English sovereign
at that time? and any others relative to
the subject.
To present these questions In an at
tractfve form, paint upon water-color
paper pumpkin pies about six inches in
diameter. Cut these out, and with bit
of yellow ribbon fasten to the back Of
each two sheets OF white paper, upon
which the questions are written. Give
one Of these pies, to which q pencil is
tied, to each guest. and allow certain
amount Of time In which to write the
snswers.-The Book Of Indoor and Out
door Games.
The Saint Paul globe., 1904-11-20
SAVED BY AUNTY

"Oh. let's see! Raisins, and CHINA
mon, and-and-sugar."
"Ill tell you what, George. Suppose
you make the mince pies yourself!"
That isn't fair. I'm telling you as
fast as ] can"
You don't know how yourself. you
know you don'tl"
doi'' ~"
"Tut-tut-tutl" said merry voice at
the door. What's all this squabbling
about? And what looking kitcheni"
"Gertrude's making pies!' explained
George.
Georges making pies" corrected
Gertrude.
Then you won't want me, will your"
said Aunt Jenny. Your pa stopped in
to ask me Il l wouldn't stop in and do
little bakin', SEEM as your ma wasn't
able; but. of course, If you're making
the pies yourselves She started for
the door.
'Oh, come backbone backr' yelled
George. Gertrude can't make pies,
anyway"
Please come back" cried Gertrude,
and Wen feed Georges pies to the
But the chickens wouldn't look at
them
The Saint Paul globe., 1904-11-20
GOOD THANKSGIVING PIES

George went over to the range. ''Oh,
Gertrude. the fires outi"
You ought to have watched it.
was too busy"
so was 1. Never mind I'll start 1t
ND while you're making the nince
pies. Wen shove these into the oven.
anyway It's not cold. Why-Ger-
trude!'
What's the matter with emp asked
Gertrude, anXiousIy.
you've put on top crust,"
"Oh! l forgot"
Who cares" said George, defiantly.
Why shouldn't pumpkin pies have top
crusts?" He slammed the door shut
and set to work with chips and kindling
"George?"
'Well, sis?"
:. What do you make mince pies of"
coursei'' "a
But what do you make mince meat
MI "Minse meat is made-mince meat is
:. oh! I know it's made, but what is
why, Daisy; mince meat is made of
everything nice you can think Of"
Such as" suggested Gertrude,
pinntug him down.
The Saint Paul globe., 1904-11-20

20 get myself out OF this scrape."
AS John Peter uttered these last words
he sew the flame OF the candle flicker.
and heard the rusty weather-cock turn
ing on the top of the cottage. The wind
was Just beginning to blow.
The astonished miller ran, quickly to
bic mill. and put grain enough into the
hopper for the. nights grinding. He
mill-sails, and then they began to turn
round, and the mill set to work to grind
the grain into -four and bran. John
Peter then went back to his wife, who
hands together as he thought of the
good news he had to tell her when she
Should awake.
Ine rusty 1n weat,hsr3cocs; ga ,nd 122weves, '2
die had to be placed behind q curtain
to prevent its being blown out; there
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and he answered: whistle, moan,
hum as much as you like. so that my
mill turns. At the same instant the
latch went up and the door burst wide
open. and John Peter saw q most ex-
traordinary figure enter.
1t was person who bore more resem-
blage to one OF the Genii than to a
man. His body could bend itself In
every direction, IL was so supple and
elastic. His eyes shone like phosphorus,
and his ample chest sent forth a noise
equal to that which proceeds from q,
smiths bellows. The two large wings
which were fastened to his shoulders
could not have spread themselves In
the cottage. A red mantle OF thin STUFF
floated around him, falling In 80 many
folds that the shape of his body could
not be precisely distinguished His feet
glided lightly over the floor without
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are places at table. Make them any size
you wish. The size Of coffee CUP would
Be very nice Get out your paint box
and color each pumpkin head up. not
ance Of q real pumpkin. Give Il a.
amusing eyes and nose and mouth as
crescent Of the mouth print the name
of the guests In square black letters SO
that they win look like teeth.
Last OF all. plan some games.
The Cornucopia game IL fun.
Make large oornucopia four feet
high out Of coarse wire meshing, lined
with cloth. and Ill II with favors or lit
tie gifts for everybody.
The way to play It is for each one IN
turn to stand blindfolded, be turned
around three times and then be armed
with q cane and allowed to take three
steps in any direction.
Then the player is permitted to strike
once with his cane II he succeeds n
hitting the ,cornucopia. out will ny Ia
vor. II he does not succeed, out he Roes
and somebody else tries his luck.
Turkey turkey! II another good
game. =
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THE N1GHr1NGALE's VICTORY

Carpets had been placed In the rooms
and corridors to deaden the sound OF
footsteps. and no noise could be heard.
However, the Emperor lived yet.
But the poor, dying man could scarce
ly breathe.
He felt heavy weight upon his chest
He opened his eyes qnd saw that his
old enemy. Mors. the black knight, was
upon him. Mors had taken his crown.
his rich sabre and his magnificent scep-
tire away from him. And besides Mors,
many little black imps perched upon his
bed and hoyered all around him whisper
"Rememberest thou mot" they mur-
INJURED, one after another. "Remember-
est thou mer' and then he recognized
in his life. And there were SO many OF
them that the perspiration rolled down
his forehead