Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-03-27
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! always follow at the heels of women?
| AS the station masters bell rang the
door opened and man Jumped in. He
tossed his bag into the corner and
pumped down in the seat.
| Captain
You. Hans?"
| yes. Where are you going:"
! 4 am weary of Dreiberg, SO 1 am TAX
Ing p little vacation"
| For how long?' suspiciously.
'Oh, for ever so long!' evasively. And
Carmichael lifted his feet to the opposite
seat and prepared to go to sleep.
| Hans said nothing more. He was full
| Of wisdom. He had an idea The fleeing
chancellor and his daughter were on the
train, and he was certain that his friend
Carmichael knew 1t.
| The lights Of the city presently vanish
| ed. and the long journey began. through
| the great clefts in the mountains. over
| sorges, across rivers. along wide valleys
and into the mountains again; q journey
Of nearly seventy hours. At each STOP
Carmichael got out. and every time he
en- his face. Still he said nothing. He
was an admirable comrade.
BY the aid of certain small briberies or
tho train and in Paris Carmichael gath
cred. bit by bit. that the destination OF
| the woman he loved was America. But
never once did he set eyes upon her till
| she and her father mounted the gang
plank to the vessel which was to carry
them across the wide Atlantic. The
change in Herbeck was pitiable. His face
had aged twenty years in these sixty-odd
hours. His clothes, the same he had
worn that memorable night hung
loosely about his gaunt frame. and there
was a vacancy In his eyes which was elo-
quent of mental collapse. The girl quiet
| iy and tenderiy guided him to the deck
and thence to his stateroom. Carmichael
abided his time.
| French newspaper contained full
-
sequent fight. 1t also recounted the ex-
element of the following day. the APP
| pearance Of Gretchen on the steps OF the
palace, and the great shouting Of the peo-
pie as they acclaimed her the Queen OF
The second day out Carmichaeps first
opportunity came. He discovered Her
beck and his daughter leaning against
the rail. He watched them uneasily.
| wondering how he might approach with
his courage.
Good morning. your highness," he
stammered. and inwardly cursed his stu
| p.dity.
and there was no mistaking the gladness
IN her eyes.
MIR. Carmichael?'
Eyes. was surprised to learn tina:
you were taking the same boat as my
self.''
How clumsy he was! she thought. For
she had known his every move since the
train drew out Of Dreiberg.
"Father. here is our friend, Herr Car
carmichael? said Herbeck. slowly.
"Ah. YES Good morning"
And Carmichael instantly comprehend
ed that his name recalled nothing to the
other mans remembrance.
"You are returning to American" she
asked.
For good. perhaps. To tell the truth.
I ran away, deserted my post. though
technically l have already resigned. But
America has been calling me for some
days. You have never been to sea be-
fore?"
mo: it is all marvellous and strange to
me-"
LET us walk. my child said Herbeck.
You will excuse me. Mr.. Carmichael?''
she said. Never more the rides in the
fair mornings. Never more the beautiful
gardens. the music. tho galloping Of SOL
diers who drew their sabers whenever
they passed her. Never more any of
these things.
"Can be of any assistance?" he said.
In an underton@
mo-" sadly.
The days. more or less monotonous.
went past. Sometimes he saw her alone
on deck. but only for . little while. Her
father was slowly improving, but with
this improvement came the natural desire