The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1905-03-14

she hesitated; her color rose. and she
added. with an irrepressible burst Of
angry feeling, IT'LL you came and
spoiled everything"
Eteinhausen laughed.
Are we such terribly bad fellows as
to spoil the harmony of your life. mein
kidchen?'' he said
You must forgive. and learn to love
us!
I'VE, too, can give music-fine music.
Have you never heard Prussian
bandg
Never; only your penny whistles, :"
returned Clarchen, shortly.
"What! Herr Rittmeister. are you
and the little one quarreling?9 asked
Burchardt, coming in from the YER
anda.
"Ah, mein Fraulein, the Rittmeister
is a cruel, hard-hearted being not like
me.
$50 come out on the balcony and
| tell us some more of the legends you
repeated in the garden this after
noon"
Clarchen hung her head as aif a
little ashamed of having been betrayed
into such familiar footing with her
foes; but she was rescued from the
dilemma BY the words:
Excuse my sister, meln Herr! The
dew falls, and she is better indoors
Lies had entered unperceived behind
them.
Steinhausen rose and stood with an
| air of Difference until she should seat
herself; but she walked to large or
namental work basket, which stood at
| the end of the room, and taking from
| it a large piece Of half-fnished white
embroidery, handed it TO the young
lady with significant smile
Clarchen, with slight laugh and a
| blush, at once sat down to work, and
her sister. taking small velvet case,
placed herself on low reading chair
near the ottoman, and drew forth a
finer, but not less elaborate, specimen
of silk work.
Burchardt seated himself by Clara.
and proceeded to tease her in a kindly
fatherly fashion about her patriotism.
Eher hatred Of Prussia. her military
ardor. etc; and Steinhausen, at last
master Of the position, threw himself
on the ottoman, lounging toward the
fair needlewoman, whose occupation
permitted him to look fixedly at the
sweet face, the quiet grace Of neck
and shoulder, the pretty, white, deft
fingers.
my father" she said suddenly, rails
ing her eyes fully and fearlessiy to
his, charged me to make his excuses
to you-business of Importance detains
him in his 'Arbeitzimmer.'
1.-THE courtesy of all within Villa
Bellevue leaves nothing to complain
Of"
A long pause, which Steinhausen felt
terribly puzzled to break-his com
panion looked,s so profoundly calm. so
coldly composed, that he felt more
severely checked than if she had tes-
tilted the utmost scorn and dislike, be-
sides a sense of irritation created by
the contrast between her repose and
the strange longing he experienced to
seize her soft small hands and cover
them with kisses To this pleased sur.
prise she broke the silence, saying with
an arch smile:
"You see there are pleasant corners
in Saxony."
1T is a charming country, and full
Of precious things" he returned, with
much animation.
Gwen after all we have given to
you" she added.
"Giveni'' cried Steinbausen. Should
you not have said you have taken
from usY'
Eyes, taken from us" returned Lies,
thoughtfully, without raising her eyes
And we are greedy still.'' continued
Steinhausen, drawing nearer to his
companion.
"saxony has still gems left, which
some Of us at least long to annex"
She looked up in little surprise
but his eyes told his meaning, and in
spite Of her self-command a faint flush
stole over her cheek and faded slowly
away, as she replied:
peace at least secures from further
annexation for the present"
But does not forbid it for the fu.
ture,p cried Steinhausen, eagerly.
"You should be ashamed to acknowl
edge your national greed" she re-
turned, with smile.
Il am far from ashamed Of the greed
/ acknowledge" said Steinhausen.
significantly.