Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1910-10-04

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"AND BECAUSE I LOVE HER!"
take in any wandering sailor, feed him
and ship him home. l am also the Of
fetal guide of all American tourists"
That Is no reason"
Your father He should have said
the grand duke.
"Ah, yes: my father. the chancellor.
the ambassadors and their wives and
daughters, begin to believe that you
have grown afraid Of them"
81 confess that have. had an ad-
venture last night. Would you like
to hear about itT
"Tell me-"
He told her.
"A veiled lady," she mused. what
would you say If | told you that your
mystery is no mystery at all? am the
yelled lady. And the person went to
see was my old nurse. my foster moth
er. with whom ! spent the happiest.
freest days Of my life In the garret at
Dresden. Pouf. All mysteries may be
dispellcd If we so to the right person.
SO you are to be recalled?'
~ have asked for my recall. your
highness."
And so Dreiberg no longer appeals
to you? You once told me that you
loved it,"
Il am cursed with wanderlust, your
highness."
You promised to tell me what she
Is like"
Suddenly all his fear went away. all
his trepidation. The spirit Of reckless
ness which had vised him little while
ago again empowered him. He was
afraid Of nothing.
How shall describe her" he said.
~ have seen only paintings and mar
bles. and these are inanimate. Have
you ever seen ripe wheat in a rain
storm? That is the color Of her hair
There are jade and Iapis lazuli In her
eyes" He leaned toward her "And
love her better than life. better than
hope. and between US there Is the
distance of thousand worlds. So
must give up the dream and go away.
rs an honorable man should"
Neither Of them heard the chancel-
lor's approach,
"And because love her."
Her fan dropped to the floor.
"Your highness." broke In the cold,
even tones of Herbeck. your father Is
making inquiries about you"
Carmichael rose instantly, white az
the friii iii his shirt,
Hidegarde. however, aies ne raais ess;
She gained her feet leisurely. with II
half smile on her lips.
Count, Herr Carmichael tells me
that he Is soon to leave Dreiberg."
"Ahw There was satisfaction In
Herbeck's ejaculation. But there was
a CLINT of admiration in his eyes as
he recognized the challenge in Carmi-
chae's. I'VE shall miss Herr Carmi-
| chael."
Her highness moved serenly toward
the door. Carmichael waited till she
was gone from sight: then he stopped
and picked up the fan.
The entrance to the vast ducal vine
yards was made through small lodge
where the ducal vintner lived and kept
his books and moneys till such time as
he should he required to place them
before the proper official. Upon the
morning following the ball at the pal
ace the vintner was reclining against
the outside wall Of the gates, smoking
his china pipe and generally at peace
with the world. He discerned a soil
tary figure approaching from the direc-
ton Of Dreiberg-a youthful figure.
buoyant of step and confident Herr
Hoffman was rather interested. The
youth paused at the gate and Inspected
The old man highly.
"Herr Hoffman, l want work"
$50? What can you doT
The youth recounted his abilities.
81 have a letter to you also"
"Let me see Il"
| Hoffman saw 1t, but with starting
eyes. There was. then, something new
under the sun. A picker Of grapes rec
commended by princess!
"Du lieber Gott! You are Leopold
Dietrich"
ayes. herr"
'now dla you come by this letter.
"Her serene highness is patron to
| Gretchen, the goose girl. at whose re-
uuest the recommendation was given
me-"
This altered matters. The two en-
tered the office.
"Can you writer
"a little, herr"
"rhen write your name on this piece
of paper and that. Each night you
will present yours with the number OF
pounds. which will be credited to you
You must bring 1t back each morning.
II you lose 1t you will be paid nothing
for your labor"
Dietrich wrote his name twice. Still
Hoffman was not wholly satisfied with
his eyes.
"Gottlieb." be said to one Of the men
take him to terrace 9S. Well SEE
what sort of workman he Is" Ho
spoke to Dietrich again. what Is
Gretchen to your For Hoffman knew
Gretchen.
"She is my sweetheart, herr" And
there was no mockery in the youths
eyes as he said this.
"Take him along. Gottlieb."
Terrace 9S was given over to small
grapes. Thus many punches had to bt
picked to fll the basket But Dietrich
went to work with a will. His fingers
were deft. and lis knife was sharp
and by midsun he had turned his sixth
basket, which was fair work. consid
ering.
| AS Hoffman did not feed his EN-
| ployees. Dietrich was obliged to bet
J from his coworkers. Very Willingly