The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1906-09-27
JOAN 4 II SWORD HAND
Copyright 1885, 1900 by s. R. cr,cke,t)
Johann. the SECRETARY.
CHAPTER v.

h''S SCStCNdFYs
Ten miles outside the boundary of
he little hill state of Kernsmerg, the
empassage of Plassenburg was met by
another cavalcade bearing additional
instructions from the Princess Hell
enc. The leader was a slender youth
OF middle height, the accuracy of
whose form gave evidence of much
agility. He was dark-skinned, of an
olive complexion, and with black hair
which curled crisply about his small
head. His eyes were dark and fine,
looking straight and boldly out upon
all corners.
Your Excellency," he said to the
Ambassador, IL bring you the most
recent instructions from their High
nesses Hugo and Helene Of Plassen.
burg. They sojourn for the time be-
Ing in the city of Thorn, where they
build a new palace for themselves.
was brought from Hamburg to be one
Of the master builders. l have skill
In plans, and l bring you these for
your approval and In order to go over
the rates of cost with you, as Treas
urer OF the Plassenburg and the
Wolfsmark."
Dcssauer took, with every token
OF Difference, the sheaf of papers SO
carefully enwrapt and sealed with the
seal Of Plassenburg.
81 thank you for your diligence,
good master architect" he said, 81
shall peruse these at my leisure, and,
doubt not, call upon you frequently
for explanations"
The young man rode on at his side,
modestly waiting to be questioned.
What is your name, sir?" asked
Won Dessauer, so that all the escort
might hear
II am called Johann Pyrmont," said
the youth, promptly, and with engag-
ing frankness; "my father is Ham
burg merchant, trading to the Spanish
ports for oil and wine, but I follow
him not. I had ever a turn for draw
ing and the art Of design!"
"Also for having your own way, as
is common with the young" said the
Ambassador, smiling shrewdly. $50,
against your fathers will, you appren-
ticed yourself to an architect"
The young man bowed.
May, SIR" he said, "but my good
father could deny me nothing on
which had set my mind"
Not. he," muttered Dessauer under
his breath; mo. nor anyone else!"
It had been a favorite scheme of
dead princes of CORTLAND to unite
to their fat acres and populous mer-
camille cities the hardy mountaineers
and pastoral uplands of Kernsberg
There had come to Joan's father,
Henry, called the Lion, and the late
Prince Michael of CORTLAND,
thought. One had daughter, the
other a son. So with that frank care
Iessness of the private feelings of the
individual which has ever distin-
guished great politicians, they decreed
that, as condition of succession,
their male and female heirs should
marry each other.
This bond of heritage-brotherhood,
as 1t was called, had received the
Of the Emperor In full Diet,
and now 1t wanted only that the Ouch
ess Joan of Hohenstein should be of
age in order that the provinces might
At last be united and the long wars
If highland and lowland at an end.
The plan has taken everything into
except the private char
acters Of the persons principally af-
,ected, Prince Louis of CORTLAND, aud
he young Duchess Joan.
1t was the last day of the famous
of the Black Eagle in the
princely city of CORTLAND. Prince