The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1904-09-01

versation. when the baron was called
to Gyongy over the telephone. When
the burglars appeared the male servant
happened to be away on various err
randS. The enormous Newfoundland
dog parked furiously, but. pistol shot
soon made an end to the faithful ami
NAL. The report aroused the inma ed
of the house. The mistress of the cas-
tie hurried to bolt the doors. and thea
she had the happy inspiration to tele-
phone for the baron.
The burglars seemed to be numerous.
They hammered at the latticeS of the
windows and swore to set fire to the
house if the doors were not opened
Mime. Won Csongay was beside herself
with fear; she was saying the Lords
prayer over and over, and pauttered
between times: 1T is over with us.
They will murder us!''
The despair of the older woman was
not without it's effect on the countess.
She kept looking at her watch and
running from one window to another.
Oh, if only the baron were therel
The bandits now tried to burst open
the outer door, and the noise was ter
rifle; but the countess was no longer
frightened, for her fine ear had de-
tected the sound of hoofbeats, and soon
she saw three horsemen coming at
gallop.
SINUS were nedFu OUTSIDE. Inc noise
was deafening, and above the tunnuIt
rose the death cry of the burglar who
had stood guard. After while quiet
ensued and was broken only by the
commanding voice of the baron. The
countess turned white as death. it was
not her own fate, but that of the baron
which frightened her. Feverish ana
trembling, she opened the door; the
pafon stood before her. When she saw
him safe and sound she swayed and
would have fallen if the baron had not
caught her in his arms
About a year and a half after that
exciting night happy family event
was celebrated at Gyongy-the baptism
or the first born son of the Baron Pc
trovlcs and his wife, formerly Countess
Guiacsy.
Nine. Won Csongay played more
important part than ever. The cham.
payne and the joy had Ioosened he's
tongue; and, while she caressed the
baby, she remarked, jestingly: You
owe 1t all to me; both you nv precious
and your father"
She turned to the baron with
meaning glance. The baroness looked
UP and saw it, and also that her hus-
band flushed crimson. There was
nothing for it but confession. kissing
his wife tenderly, the baron said:
Since it must be, dear, will tell you
all l adored you, and yet you ban
ished me from your sight. Your friend
there was my good angel. She knew
how 1 suffered, and suggested a plan
detestable plan, I admit. Well, you
insisted on hero, and we played that
little comedy of the burglars"
shouting and running in the yard
interrupted the confession, much to the
baron's relief, and he went out to see
what was the cause of the excitement.
The baroness felt as if she had tunl-
bled from the clouds, and resolved to
be seriously angry with her husband.
When he returned she was about tn
make cutting remark, but checked
herself at the sight of him. He was
dripping wet from head to foot.
what has happened to you?" she
exclaimed anxiously.
Nothing much, dear. The little
daughter of one Of my men had fallen
into the well and would have drowned
If had not jumped in after her. The
men seemed to have lost their heads"
For answer the baroness, flushing
with pride, held out her arms to her
husband, who smiled and said, point
ing to his wet clothes: "Wait a min
ute. dear, until L have changed my
things"
Mime. Won Csongay looked Triumph
antly at the baroness, as IL to say:
You see, he is a hero. after all!"-
From the Hungarian Of Stefan Bar
SONY.