Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1910-08-12

On reaching inc street Gretclen gave
rein to her laughter. AS they turned
into the Krumerweg they almost ran
into Carmichael.
Herr Carmichael" said Gretchen.
"And what are you doing here this
time of the night?"
II am looking for kind Of ghost, a
specter in black that leaves the palace
early in the evening and returns late.
whose destination has invariably been
40 Krumerweg."
The vintner started.
"My house 2" cried Gretchen.
''Yours? Perhaps you can dispel this
phantomT' said Carmichael.
"She was a lady who comes on a
charitable errand. But now she will
| come no more. The object of her visits
Is gone," Gretchen answered sadly.
"My luck" ruefully.
care you not afraid to walk about
in this part Of the town so late?" put
in the vintner.
afraid? OF what? Thieves? Bah,
my little man! l carry u sword stick,
and, moreover, know how to use it
tolerably well. Good night" And he
swung alOuS.
The vintner was not patient tonight.
"Who is this mysterious woman?"
II am not free to tell you"
"Oh"
leopold. what is the matter with
you tonight7 You act like boy"
II 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 g."
He turned and ran lightly and swift
" up the street
From the opposite doorway noun
taineer. a carter, a butcher and a
baker stepped cautiously forth.
He heard something" said the
mountaineer. "He has ears like rat
for hearing. What pretty picture"
cynically. "An the world loves q 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. ! am growing weary of this
play. You will stop him on his way to
yonder house. A closed carriage will
be at hand. Before he enters. remem-
Der. She watches him too long when
he leaves. Fool"
The quartet stole along in the dark
ness noiselessly 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. u 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.
1.-The devil! What shall I do now?"
he muttered.
What indeed should he do? Which
way should he move? Carmichael.
Carmichael! The vintner chuckled
softly as he scrubbed this note:
If Herr Carmichael would learn the Sc
cret Of No. 10 Krumerweg, let him attire
himself as q vintner and be in the Kru-
merwes at o'clock tonight.
$50 there Is trap, and am to be-
ware of a mountaineer, carter. a
butcher and baker? Thanks. Schar-
senstein, my friend, thanks! You are
watching over me-"
Colonel Won Wallenstein curled his
mustaches. 1t was q 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. wish to pass" :,
"That is possible, Gretchen"
"Win you stand aside?" 81
"You haunt my dreams"
'That would be pity"
II am not going to let you pass till
have had a kiss"
"'Ahw Battle famed up in Gretchen's
eyes.
''WiN 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 and
struck him across the face. Quick as
d fash she whirled around and ran up
the street. The one hope for Gretchen
now lay in the Black Eagle, and into
the tavern she darted excitedly.
Frau Bauer" she cried, may l
come behind your counter?"
Wallenstein came in. His hand, held
against his singing cheek, was telltale
enough for the proprietress of the
Black Eagle.
"Shame!" she cried. "She shall stay
here all day." declared Frau Bauer
decidedly.
81 can wait" The colonel made for
the door. But there was q formidable
bulk in the doorway.
what is going on here. little goose
grip" asked the grizzled old man.
Herr Colonel insulted me-"
''Insulted you" The colonel laugh
ed boisterously. "Out Of the wayv' he
snarled.
Gle tried to kiss me-" said Gretchen.
1.-THE man who tries to kiss woman