The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1904-01-08

she did not seem to see him. Then
the thought came to me: What an OPP
portunity for me to become the Other
One to the Other One! But knew the
attempt would have failed; besides, |
was Gustav's friend.
AS such introduced myself, and as
| told tale of relatives arrived unex-
pectedly, saw her fine eyes I'LL with
tears.
She thanked me weakly and l
| hurried away-none too soon, for the
first drop hung on her long lashes,
ready to fall.
AS l said at the beginning, l thought
her little fool, but still l was very
sorry for her.
A week later | met her returning
with Gustav from an exclusion. She
had her hat in her hand, and heath
roses in her brown hair, and was
radiant with the joy of a whole after
noon spent with her lover.
81 couldn't help it, Gustav explain
ed to me afterward. "To please her l
took her up the Kahlenberg, but
was thinking Of Kitty all the time"
| met them together occasionally
after that. She did not always look
so happy as on that day, but whether
merry or sad, it was plain to see that
she took her mood from him who was
her all and to whom she was nothing.
And when he frowned she looked up
to him with loyal, submissive woman's
eyes that seemed to say: "You may
beat me if you wish"
Suddenly Gustav vanished from his
usual haunts. He had begun to study
for Kitty's sake and was working hard
for his degree. About this time
happened to meet Emma alone, and
looking like an angel in a decline.
How is our friend, Gustav?"
asked.
81 don't know" she replied. ST
see him very little now"
Not long after this received a note
from Gustav, in Palermo, asking me
to send Kitty, on her birthday, some
flowers in his name. In a postscript
he added that the italian journey was
q NOOPVA dIICinpI W III SCI ASIs
A long time elapsed before l saw
Gustav again. Once I met Fraulein
Kitty in the Prater. Two years had
passed since our first meeting in the
Volksgarten, and they had not made
her younger or more beautiful.
This time she was accompanied, not
by her mamma, but by gentleman
with whom she was conversing
Familiarity.
This was very sad, but, after all, it
VISA no business of mine, and I re-
solved to trouble myself no further
about Gustav's love affairs. But the
next day l received a letter from Berlin,
in which he announced his irrevoc-
able determination to shoot himself
for the love of Kitty. OF Emma, not
a word A month later l heard that
he had returned to Vienna. Inferring
that he had not yet shot himself, l
went to see him. The door was open
ed by-Emma! She was prettier than
ever, and looked supremely happy. l
smiled, but kept my thoughts to my
self. Then Gustav appeared, looking
happier than had ever seen him be-
FORE He embraced me, kissed me on
both cheeks and introduced the blush
ing Emma as:
"My WIFE,"
He said this quite simply, and natur-
ally, and seemed surprised that l
could not, at once, find words to
reply
The situation was relieved by Frau
Emma discreetly leaving the room.
Gustav laughed and said: 1--WE met
again in Berlin, you know"
"And so you married her-the Other
0ne!"
Gustav is addicted to epigrams. my
dear fellow" he said, eve all marry
The Other One"
At that instant Emma returned.
She must have heard the last words,
out she gave no signs of it.
Smiling, she filled three little glasses
with brown Madeira, raised her glass
md said: Long live Fraulein Kitty"
"Ah, she must be very dead if you
AN drink her health" said L.
Emmas silvery laugh, in which her
joined, convinced me that
Kitty was indeed quite dead.
l looked hard at Emma and she
aughed again. Then suddenly l under
stood her, and her long, silent, but
persistent struggle, and l appreciated
he greatness of her love and her vic
DRY.
And with it realized that the Other
)ne was no fool-From the German
# Raoul Auernheimer, by Lawrence
}. Fletcher, in the Boston Budget"