Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1904-12-22

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at Susanna.
And new she began. leaning on the
baustrade: and the same tones came
to MS, soft and sweet. and the same
words We had heard last evening:
Far through the world | have wan
dered away,
And the old strife goes with me
wherever l stray;
Home have | come. and my heart
burns with pain,
All, that | only could wander again.
| am held not by walls, not by bolts,
not by bars
Two great blue eyes hold me, that
shine like the stars,
And were but my fiery steed by my
side.
Again on his willing back fain would
| ride;
He would bear me away, far away
from my home
But I've seen thee again, and can
never more roam
Il looked at Anna Maria in alarm.
but her face was turned away, ana
only in her trembling white hands
which she had clasped, did | detect
the agitation wrought in her By this
song. Who had though of such
/ song? And Sturmer? He had sprung
up ard stood close by Susanna.
Another song, Fraulein, he de
manded, almost vehemently, "a
different one. You are much too
young for such melancholy
"A German knows no different
songs, Herr Baron objected Pastor
Grune. Old natioa songs are SAD,
usually the lament for fdithless
love, for a dead treasure. Let our
nation be as IL is in this. | would
rather have one little German ma
tional song than a dozen French chan
sons
"Sturmer did not answer, and there
was a painful silence.
Another song?" asked Susanna at
last-a lively one?'
Yes cried Klaus, a lively one.
hunting-song, Susanna, or a drinking.
song!' He had risen in embar
rassment at the critical situation. ana
flled his glass atresh.
And Susanna began, in a merry
strain:
In the early morn
Admitting | went,
Past my darling's house
My steps bent.
Up to the window
A glance | threw
All, if she would look down,
Good luck would ensue
In vain, she's still dreaming;
But something stirred
BY the apple-tree yonder
\ laugh was heard.
And bright as the rosy
Morning so fair,
My dear little treasure
saw standing there.
'Nodding and smiling,
She beckoned away,
But not one lucky shot
Had | on that day.
NV lucy btNiNIuSu, tuGil,
My powder and lead?
Each ball flies away,
Bringing down nothing dead.
Susanna suddenly stopped, as il
exhausted and drew long breath
The laugh had vanished for mo,
ment from her face.
More. more,' cried the gentlemen
The charming song cannot possibl.
be hnished?' asked Sturmer.
No, the conclusion is surely want.
ing,' added Pastor Grune. And Su
sauna drew long breath and sans
on:
And again past the house
was going today;
Little grandmother peeped at me
over the way.
With shake of the head.
she calls with sweet grace,
God greet you. and are you
Or To the ChaSe?"
And with all my might
cursed the old dame:
But my arm remained steady.
missed no aim.
And when in surprise
told Liebchen the tale.
she began to laugh
In perfect gale.
The last verse ended in a real
laugh, SO roguiSh and charming and
so irresistible that We were all draw.
! into ii.
/ Now that is enough she cried
at last On do So like TO hear
how people have to laugh with me
| when | begin, Oh, have done il so
( ottel when lisa tried to scold me. but
now'-She suddenly stopped-Ihaveu't /.
laughed for SO long. thought /
should have forgotten how. but. thank
fortune. can still do it, Oh. / do like
/ to laugh So
Anna Maria rose and went into
the garden-parlor, as if she had some,
| ia or