Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1909-07-04
v. The Passion Play

NH YOU Americans! You crazy Americans as
j they say here" said Fraulein Lechner, throw
ing up her hands in mock despair, Mary
brought end the account of her travels and adj
ventures with the American Baby. 1t was the day
after Mary's Sunday in Paris. She and Frauein
Lechner were chatting over their teacups while the
American Baby took his afternoon nap.
1T crazy American plan for Mr.. Clay to
leave his wife and Baby to rush off to Egypt, she
continued. 1t crazy for Elizabeth to leave her
Baby to rush off to him. But the crazest thing of
all was your starting for Egypt unchaperoned, and
with Baby. wonder truly that something more
serious than your ENHANCEMENT with the English
man did not happen. L m not surprised at anything
Mr.. Clay would do after his marriage here, and |
knew then that Elizabeth would always be led by
her husband But didn't think my dear child,
that they would be compromising you by their
conventional notions. You did just right to come to
me- my dear; for shall not allow young girl whose
interests have at heart to travel SO far without pro-
lection. l shall take you down to Naples. We can
break the trip by stopping at Rome, and shall not
leave you until YOU on the ship for Alexandria.
l shall only be taking my Italian trip little earlier
than had planned, and you will find it peasanter
sailing from Naples than from Triest.
oh Fraulein Lechner, will you really go? That
will be lovely And you'll spend the rest of the week
with at Oberammergau?" Mary jumped up in
her mpulsive way and Rugged Fraulein Lechner for
JOY.
THE next afternoon, Mary, accompanied by Frau
lein Lechner, got the little electric car that
pulled up the mountains to Oberammersau. She
in happy mood. Her modification over the
joke her cousin had played upon her had vanished
before her pleasure in revisiting Munich. She
overjoyed to have frightened Frauein Lechner into
travelling with her to the seacoast. The land travel
of long Journey always the most tiresome and
lonely part
She felt that the American Baby had cause to be
exultant, too. She had thrown away the last of
condensed milk brought from London and bought
for him fresh Jersey milk in Munich. Tucked away
in her little hand satchel was bottle of heated milk
for the small travellers nourishment the train.
And truly the American Baby more quiet and
lamblike than Mary had ever known him to be. Like
older Americans he had yielded at to that
calming, peaceful influence that German air and
German soil have for travellers.
Mary and Fraulein Lechner beguiled the hours
with pleasant conversation. When at the end of the
third hour Mary confidently opened her satchel and
unwrapped the all important milk bottle, Baby
noted her look of horror she the broken place
from which the life giving, peace bringing fluid
seeping. He read her perturbed soul perfectly
she debated whether it would be better to give him
the remainder of the milk and risk the chance of
killing him with splinter of glass to suffer him
to scream until the next station was reached.
Baby held little Hamlet soliloquy of his own,-
whether would be better die of spntered glass,
to refrain for one time from expressing his dis
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