Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1910-10-07

-, am wrong. Gretchen. You are
right Kiss me-"
She liked the tone: she liked the
kisses too. though they hurt.
Good night. my man" she whisper
ed
Good night. my woman. TomOr-
row night at ="
lie turned and ran lightly and swift
ly up the street.
From the opposite doorway a noun
taincer. Il carter. a butcher and a
baker stepped cautiously forth.
He heard something said the
mountaineer He has ears like rat
for hearing. What pretty picturew
cynically "All the world loves lover
sometimes. Touching scene"'
No one replied: no one was expected
to reply. More than that, no one cared
to court the fury which lay thinly
disguised in the mountaineer's tones.
Tomorrow night: you heard what he
said. l am growing weary Of this
play You will stop him on his way to
yonder house. A closed carriage will
be at hand. Before Ire enters. remem-
Der She watches him too long when
he leaves. FOOL"
The quartet stole along in the dark
ness noisclcssly and secretly.
The vintner had indeed heard some
thing He knew not what this noise
was. but it was enough to set his heels
to flying His room held a cot. a ia
Bile and two chairs. Out Of the drawer
in the table he took several papers and
burned them. All, A patch Of white
paper just inside the door caught his
eye. He fetched it to the candle.
What he read forced the color from
his cheeks. and his hands were touch
ed with transient palsy.
"The devil. What shall / do now"
he muttercd.
What indeed should he do? Which
way should he move? Carmichael.
| Carmichael. Tho vintner chuckled
softly as he scrubbed this note:
II Herr Carmichael would learn the Sc
| cret of No. 40 krumerweg. let him attire
himself as a vintner and be in the Kru-
| merweg at O'Clock tonight.
80 there is trap. and am to be-
| ware Of mountaineer, carter. a
butcher and a baker? Thanks. Schar
senstein. my friend. thanks. You are
watching over me-"
Colonel Won Wallenstein curled his
mustaches. II was happy thought
| that had taken him into the Aldergasse
This Gretchen had been haunting his
| dreams and here she was coming into
| his very arms. as it were. Gretchen
stopped. cold furry in her heart.
Herr. l wish to pass"
THAT is possible. Gretchen"
evil you stand aside?"
you haunt my Dreams"
THAT would be pity"
~ am not going to let you pass till
l have had a kiss"
| "Ahw Battle famed up In Gretchen's
eyes.
"WiH you let me by peacefully?"
"After the toll-after the toll"
| Too late she started to run. He
laughed and caught hold Of her. With
a supreme effort she freed herself ard
struck him across the face. Quick as
q flash she whirled around and ran up
the street. The one hope for Gretchen
now lay In the Black Eagle. and into
the tavern she daried excitedly.
Frau Bauer" she cried. may
come behind your counter?"
Wallenstein came in. His hand. held
against his singing cheek. was telltaie
enough for the proprietress Of the
Black Eagle.
Shame" she cried. "She shall stay
here all day" declared Frau Bauer
decidedly.
| II can wait" The colonel made for
the door l!ut there was a formidable
bulk in the doorway.
What is going on here. little goose
girl:" asked the griZZled old man.
Herr Colonel insulted me-"
"lnsuted you" The colonel laugh
ell boisterc,isiy. "Out Of the way" he
snarled.
He tried to kiss me-" said Gretchen
1.-THE man who tries to kiss a woman
against her will Is always ut heart q
coward" said the mountaineer.
| TIE colonel seized the old man by
the shoulder TO push him aside. He
put out one Of his arms and clasped
the colonel in such Il manner that he
gasped. lie was In the clutch Of a
Carpathian bear.
Il will kill you for this.'
"So?" The old man thrust him back
several feet without any visible ex.