Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1907-05-16


the air, exulting and rejoicing, amy
one who saw the little girl this morn
ing, with what unchildlike demeanor
she entered Herr Won Wal1e's TGon'
to beg pardon for her rudeness of
yesterday, and how defantly and
angrily she looked up at him when
he declared that he would not see her
again until she had begged Fraulein
Ferbers pardon-here Elizabeth
blushed violently, and busted herself
| intently with two large pieces OF
bread and honey which she was
! spreading for Ernst and Bella
could scarcely know her again in the
little thing there, with all the simple
joy of chilanood in her face"
The hour that followed was a de-
| Iightful one Miss Mertens showed
! herself to be very well informed and
| agreeable, and Reinhardt told, in
charming way, of his journeys and
| studies.
we should probably not have
| thought of returning for long time
| yet" he said in conclusion Of a long
series Of entertaining bservotions il
| Spain, but very different unfavorabIe
| reports from Thuringia induced Herr
Won Wade to abandon the plans we
! had just formed. 1t happens now and
then that love of domination makes
the victim blind, and suggestion
once judiciously made by feminine
| correspondent, that Herr Won Waldo
be so good as to pension the good
! but senile pastor of Lindhof who had
grown heavy and who was no longer
capable of ~Tusing souls, crowned
tie unwelcome tidings and was the
final determining occasion Of our
starting hOmeWard forthwith. When
we arrived in the vicinity of LindhOt,
and left the wagon and the high-road
o take the last part of the journey on
foot, we met with another charming
adventure. Queer. Look there, Rein
hardt; what should you say that
CLEAN up at old Gnadek is? asked
Herr Won Waldo A light [ replied.
We must look at that more closely
! he said, and began to climb. The
point grew steadily larger and proved
at last, to our establishment to be
two rightly-Ighted high windows.
There came a light step tripping up
the mountain behind us, and a white
dress Iuttered in the wind, and sud
denly there lowered in the moOnlit
opening what I thought was some
higher being. l, as the bOlder ap
preached, still fearing that the figure
might melt away before my mortal
breath, when, woe is me, it's lips
parted and spoke of two weli-train-
goats and a dear canary bird
Universal laughter followed this
picture
AS we went down the mountain
side my master did not open his lips.
continued Reinhardt, but certainly
symptoms led me to fear that you
were not the only person who laugh
i'd at me on that occasion. 1t might
not have been so bad if you had &C
companied us like a friendly fairy.
But all the moonlight and daintiness
stayed on the mountain while we
were forced to climb down into the
dark valley where a close, sultry, at
mosphere prevailed, and no one, not
even a walking breeze, brought
welcome to meet us upon our return
home. In the castle countless lights
flew by the castle like firef1ies. The
wagon with the baggage arrived be-
fore us, and must have produced the
same effect with the rolling of its
wheels that the rumble of thunder on
judgment day will for there was such
an excitement when we arrived that
/ should have preferred 10 turn my
steps away again, and rest my weary
head under some dark, quiet bush.
The only person who maintained ali
admirable equaminity anon the start
led ant-heap was Chaplain MohTing.
He had most speedily donned a white
necktie and received the master of
the house with sanctimOnious and well
expressed address at the foot of the
stairs"
The rule of that worthy gentleman
is at an end, l fancy" observed the
forester.
Yes, indeed, God be thanked" re-
piled Miss Mertens. He will soon
leave Lind--f forever. Baroness Les
sen has used her influence success.
fully to get him a good position. He
could not bear to retreat into nothing
ness so suddenly where he had ruled
VIII all the prosecuting hatred Of
the tyrant who seeks co bring every
thing under his feet. Not one thought
might be cherished within his domain
without his approval, and while he
smilingIy fawned upon his mistress,
he clinched his iron fist upon her
throat Everyone in the house was
required to write down at night all
the thoughts and emOuOns which
they had experienced in the perform
ance of ,-eir duties during the day.
/ can see the poor hOusemaids now,
who had trouble enough 10 spell out a
poor little note to their relations,
finding it more eXhauSting than a
whole days ironing. The poor Great
ures would sit in the cold rooms ON
winter evenings, hid the pen in their
stiff, tired fingers and YEARLY trump
up some poor pharses. Yes, if the
chaplain had worked as l did this