The Norfolk weekly news-journal., 1910-08-05

What! She enters the palace with
cut any more trouble than this?"
by my orders, father" said Hide
Eardc, who gathered that this privilcg-
ed visitor must he Gretchen of the
krumcrwcg admit her"
Gretchen was ushercd I'm. Her thront
was II little full as she recognized tho
three most important persons In tho
grand duchy.
THE little goose girlr' the duke said
half audibly.
Yes, highness." Gretchen's face
was serious, and h0r eyes were mourn
full. She carried nm envelope I'm her
hand tightly.
Come TO me, Gretchen" said the
princess. what is itY'
"She Is dead highness, and l found
this letter under her pillow"
Herbeck took the envelope.
"DeadF' Hlldegarde's eyes filed
"Who is dead?" demanded the duke.
| Emma Schultz, father. Oh know
you will forgive me for this deception.
She has been in Dreiberg for n month
dying, and ! have often stolen out to
see her" She let her tears fall unre-
strained
The duke stared at the rug. Present
| ly he said Let her be buried In con
secrated ground. Wrong or right that
chapter is closed, my child. what liz
In the letter, HerbeckT
| HerbeCk was strong man. He WINS
| always far removed from tears, but
there was mist over the usual clarity
| OF his vision. He ripped down the
hap. 1t was only simple note to her
serene highncss begging her to give
the inclosed banknotes to one Crotch,
en-, who lived in the Krumerweg. The.
| notes represented Il thousand crowns.
Take them, little goose girl" said
the duke. Your ship has come in.
This will be your dowry"
An icy shiver ran up and down
Gretchen's spine, SILVER OF wonder,
delight terror. A thousand crowns! A
fortune.
And l shall add to 1t another thou
sand" said Hildcgarde. Give them
to me. father"
In all this fortune amounted to 1T,
tie more than $500, but to Gretchen,
frugal and thrifty, to whom single
crown was Il large sum, to her it rep
resented wealth. She was now the
richest girl in the lower town. Dreams
Of kaleidoscope variety flew through
her head. Tears sprang into her eyes.
She had the power to do no more than
weep.
The duke was the first to relieve the.
awkwardness of the moment
Count, has it not occurred to you
that we stand in the presence of two
very beautiful young women?"
Herbeck sCrutiniZed Gretchen with
care. Then he compared her with the
princess. The duke was right. And
the thing which struck him with most
force was that, while each possessed
a beauty individual to herself it was
not opposite, but strangely alike.
When the duke was alone he slowly
passed on to his secretary and opened
drawer. He laid a small bundle on
the desk and united the string. One
by one he ranged the artlcles--two lit
tie yellow shoes. Il little cloak trimmed
with Crminc. There had been Il locket,
but that was now worn by her high
ness.
Hermann Rreunncr lived in the gran
lite lodge just within the eastern gates
OF the royal gardens. He was a Wild
over and shared the ample lodge with
the undergraduates and their families.
He was man of brooding moods, and
fhnFn xun lan,yhtnr IN, ,,,ith
heart. He adjusted his heavy specta-
Giles and held the note slantingly to-
ward the candle. A note or letter was
a singular event in Hermann's life.
This note, left by the porter of the
Grand hotel, moved him with surprise.
1t requested that he present himself
at 8 O'Clock at the Office of the hotel
and ask to be directed to the room OF
Hans Grumbach, whoever he might be.
He decided to 80. Certainly this
man Grumbach did not urge him with
out some definite purpose. The con-
cierge at the hotel, who knew Her.
mann, conducted him to room 10 on
the entresole. Hermann knocked. A
voice bade him enter.
you wished to see me?"
Yes" Offering chair.
you are Hermann Breunner," be-
gan Grumbach, and you once had
brother named Hans"
Hermann grew rigid In his chair II
have no brother"
"You did have"
Hermann's head dropped. MY God,
yes, / did have a brother, but he was
q scoundrel"
Perhaps he was a scoundrel. BE Is.
dead" softly.
Gods will be done" But Her.
mann's face turned lighter.
"As boy he loved you"
And did not love him?" said Her
mann fiercely. did l not worship that
boy, who was more like a son to me
than q brotherT
81 knew your brother. knew him
well. He was not scoundrel, only
weak. He went to America and be-