The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1905-03-28
B~ MIS-. ALEXANDER.

green head between the red tiles of the
veranda, end only caught the last
words.
You make too much Of our poor eff
FORTS ind, believe me. we are not so
blinded by national prejudices as to
undervalue brave soldiers who only
do their duty, and
Here Burchardt, who had been light
ing an obdurate cigar, interrupted
Herr Amtmann by asking Steinhausen
if he was aware that their friend Won
Wolf was at Pima, obliged to remain
behind his regiment, as he was i'll
with fever, from wound he consid-
cred too slight to report?
mo" said the Rittmeister, II had
not heard of him.
These overheroic young soldiers are
rather troublesome, from their want
of precaution."
"Planitz and l thought Of riding over
to see him.
GAS you intend resting here to-day.
will you come with us?'
"Thank you, no" returned Steinhau-
| sen, shortly. II had enough riding
yesterday, and shall be in the saddle
all tomorrow"
i while to-day you have an Eden and
an Eve" rejoined the Lieutenant,
laughing-a jest for which his superior
officer would have liked to give him
three days arrest on bread and water.
He prudently, however, turned deaf
ear to the insinuation, and the kind
host Immediately proceeded to give the
| two young officers elaborate directions
as to short and shady route whereby
| they could reach the town where their
| friend lay.
| During the explanation the Ritz
meister stalked, with a stern and dig
nified air, into the salon, and once
more took up the family album, de-
termined to try the photograph trick
on the little judge, who would, he felt
certain, join him as soon as the others
were gone.
In few minutes he heard Won Plan
itz and Burchardt bid their host good
by, and rattle down the steps to the
garden on their way to the stables
and the next minute Herr Cheering
came to his side.
"Ah, Herr Rittmeister has found
out our picture gallery" he said, with
much complaisance, and proceeded
gleefully to point out his wife and a
couple of brothers, evidently old SOL
diers and much decorated.
Then he paused at the likeness of a
sweet, dreamy looking child, and the
kindly voice trembled as he said it was
his first born, who had been taken
from them in early childhood
Then he frightened up again when
the next page was turned, and he was
able to expatiate on the manifold vir-
tues and requirements Of his only son;
and then came the object Of Steinhau-
sens curiosity, the pages on one of
which was the commonplace looking
officer and the Indifferent photograph
Of Lies, and, opposite, another and a
very superior carte OF the same lady.
with likeness of ,Clarchen and the
little boy.
"And these?" asked the Rittmeister,
with just the right degree OF polite in
terest.
you will recognize some" returned
Herr Cheering.
This is my eldest daughter" he con-
tinued with sigh, "but not a good
photograph. 1t does not do her JUS
tice."
Another sigh.
"And this-thls IS my son-in-law.
poor fellow! 1t is altogether sad
story. and not one to be intruded
on"
MY fatherw cried Clarchen, running
in at this critical juncture. "the Herr
Richter is here, and says some vag-
rants have been thieying in the vii
lage.
"He wishes to make deposition be-
fore employing the PoIizei."
Nov, it is too bad" exclaimed the
judge. hastily shutting up the pho
tograph book.
II have taken ouch pains with the
people under my Jurisdiction, that
Bergfeld has Hitherto been especially
noted for the absence OF crime, for the
intelligence and Good conduct Of the
people-and now!
lyon will excise RE, Herr Rittmeis-
ter. At dinner we shall meet-Auf
wiederschen;'' and the little judge bur-
ried away with sharp, quick steps and
corresponding mods of his gray curls.
Left alone with the Rittmeister,
Clarchen crossed her hands behind her
and looked at hin quietly, with an
expression of mingled fun and de-
lance.
He felt, he knew not why, that she
was specially inimical to him; never
theless, he attempted to get a little
more information from her, though,
indeed, his doubts were nearly solved
! by Herr Chering's remarks.
"Come. liebes Traulien,' he said,
drawing a comfortable chair and seat
ing himself at the table, come and tell
me all about the family photographs
! Clarchen shook her head.
II cannot stay; / have quantities to
do; for Lies is out. and has left me
her keys"
"Out!g cried Steinhausen, with IT.
repressible vexation. where has she
gomez"
Clarehen stared and smiled. "Oh,
up the hill to the Oberbergfelder.
'.Frau Streieh's little boy is i'll, SO
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