The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1909-07-25

handed the stolen letter of Introduction
to Herr Doktor Lanzing, "welI this
time I am up against it, and no mis-
take"
Of all his madcap student pranks,
this was the worst While Pater-
famiIias thought him studiously com
pleting his semester at the university,
here he was, palming himself off as cure
Doctors assistant in this hot, stuffy
| Carlsbad. 1t was all for the sake of
! Ludmilla Won Altergrucken and her
/ long dashed blue eyes. When he had
heard that Ludmilla and her mother
were coming to Carlsbad, that settled
| the must go there too at all hazards.
Furthermore, those two elderly fossils
| who had the nerve and, alas, the
eligibility to aspire to LudmilIa were
there also, and were both consulting
| DIR. Lanzing. That definitely decided
Hons on his plan.
Fate had played into his hands with
a vengeance, when she had left that
letter of introduction for" Her Assist
kent Schmitt" right under his nose. 1t
was like taking candy from a baby
to steal Schmitt s mail--that dull, old
| dig Schmitt, who didn It know he was
alive anyway.
The sleepy doctor looked up over his
glasses. He was not a keen one, and
| Hans no LOGGER trembled for his incog.
! Gab, ba
medico drawled, Cover there are the
records, you can start Immediately to
work. -
Hans gave start. He was not yet
| accustomed to his alias Promptly,
however, he walked over to the records.
Yes, there they were, those very papers
| for which he had planned his coup
| d etat.
How was he, Hans V. Goeplirh, in
any way responsible if General Baron
Won Elstein, elderly sutton number one,
was a skinny old dyspeptic; or if Herr
| Doppg, the millionaire toy manufac-
turer, was about fifty pounds too fat
for a weH-eonditioned pig? If he,
Hans " Goeplich, had sense enough to
mix their diet lists and spoil their
! beauty a little bit more, that was their
loss and his gain; they should look out
for themselves, that was all.
( There they were, those two precious
diet lists. He looked them through
potatoes, cakes, and everything the old
| soldier hated for the cadayerous gen.
eral; while the puffy old burgher was to
| follow the regulation regime for the
fat man. It was just question of the
wrong envelopes, and managed with
eighty horsepower CELEBRITY.
! Hans pulled out a cigarette to con-
graduate himself and then remembered
| that all the other records must be well
kept, if he wished to hold his job. The
| afternoon passed in the hardest day s
| work of his life, and with it all chance
of meeting Ludmilla until evening.
After supper he sauntered over to her
| hotel and called on his divinity. The
Frau Grain, always the friend of the
/ likable young daredevil, received him
kindly, but Ludmilla was inclined to
| pout "Why hadn It he been there
/ that afternoons Herr Doppig had tax
en- her out with mamma in his auto, and
| Baron V. EIstein had sent her those
| gorgeous roses" Hans straightway
| determined that automobiles were fatal
to heshy toy manufacturers, and that
the mere thought of flowers would VIII
ate the general S cure.
l. Ludmilla looked at Hans from under
her long lashes to weigh the effect OF
| her words-her wont after every syl-
| liable she uttered. Then her eyes drop
ped to her needle work again. Lud-
milla was studiously German. Contrast
! to, and not emulation of, the American
girl was her little game. The "sew-
| ing however, appeared only in the
| presence of the matrons or the impress
| sionable men; and it is doubtful if
''the poor ever ultimately benefited
| bv the hand embroidered collar that
was never completed.
One week later, an apoplectic, red
faced, choleric vision presented itself
at Herr Doktor Lanzing Office. For
one cruel, nevertheless forgotten week,
Herr Doppig hadclimbed hills, had
worked and pulled and wheezed like
an asthmatic horse; had given up his
beloved automobile as directed-of this
| prohibition the doctor had no reeollec
ton, however vague-though he had
satisfied his capacious appetite freely,
| it was only as permitted son articles
| not forbidden on the diet list; and
4 mere he was len IOuHuS 1dtbCl 1uStSttu
| of twelve pounds thinner. He would
have satisfaction, he would go to law,
| he would
The old doctor rang his bell. "Herr
Schmitt, the record book There was
something hauntingly familiar to Herr
| Doppig about Herr Schmitt S face, and
for moment Hans feared the false
whiskers would fall in their duty. But
the crisis passed.
The doctor s book, of course, was
correct. How was Herr Doppig to
know he had skinny V. Elstein's diet
| list in his pocket? The doctor medi-
tated moment, puzzled but blufing.
Hm-yes-diet as before Continue
as before-only add gymnasium to the
| massage--and walk an hour longer in
the hottest sun-it is not unusual for
| patients to gain the first week-the in
| crement of the winter 5 indiscretions. -
As Herr Doppig turned to go, this
'weighty subject came down full
force on the entering baron s toe. This
was adding insult to injury, to deposit
that low-born, middle-ciass, envied adj
pose on General V Elstein s too stead
| lily narrowing foot. Here he. the active
| L., IL.