Morris tribune., 1915-09-17
Copyright by Frank A. Munsey Co.

make his way alone to the gasthaus of
the Golden Eagle. where he invariably
limited himself to one half liter of the
creamy amber beer which, next to the
university, was the greatest institution
Of the town. Once there. however, he
did not lack for company, being sur
rounded not only by other citizens lis
tening to soothing music, but also by
host of the students, who, having been
attracted to Hochwald chiefly by the
professors fame. deemed themselves
honored by his permission to sit near
and hearken respectfully to the words
of his wisdom.
1t is we'll known that in all that con-
Germs maladies of the heart no one i'll
the world has worthily gained so great
a reputation as Professor Dr. Tauben-
FEEDER.
He went home enc evening at the
usual hour and was received at the
door by Nina, his old houSekeeper, who
took his overcoat and hat and babe
him good night. Then be made his
way to his room, which opened upon
his laboratory and his wonderful pri-
vate collection. Sitting in his favorite
armchair near a table covered with
glass jars containing specimens. he be
thought himself that sauerkraut was
possibly becoming slightly difficult OF
digestion for his elderly stomach.
Picking up pamphlet noteworthy
by virtue Of some rather startling and
novel theories, he became much inter-
ested, and his keen and critical intel
lect at once suggested certain contro-
verting facts. The booklet fell upon
his lap the while he meditated with
closed eyes.
Suddenly he was aroused from his
reverie by light touch on the arm.
Looking up in some bewilderment, he
found that young lady had slipped
into the room-surely an Hnheard Of
intrusion-and was standing beside his
chair. He gazed at her in no little as
constituent. 1t seemed to his rather
inexperienced eyes that her dainty raj
ment was not of modern fashion and
that the dressing of her hair was of
the style of years and years ago. -1
my dear FritzeI.' she began bright
ly, II hope that you are very we'll"
He could only stammer in assent.
y ~ am very glad she pursued. II
knew you would be pleased to see your
little second cousin. | see that you are
still occupied with your old pursuits.
Dear me. how wise and learned you
ever were, dear ,Fritzel. How wonder.
full that one man should be able to accu-
mulate so much knowledge! 1t makes
me dreadfully Insignificant"
Courteously he raised one hand in
mute protest. but she continued:
you know all that can be learned
about hearts, with perhaps a tiny ex
ception. No human being is wholly
exempt from error, and even you made
a little mistake once, it seems to me.
"a mistaken" cried the professor.
Just little one. dear FritZel.
may be able to show you"
She passed into the laboratory, il
which were many big shelves covered
with glass jars. The light hardly pen
etrated the room, vet she went un
erringly to corner and put her HAND
up quite high. rising on her toes. Their
she returned with wide necked re
ceptacle in which hung a specimen.
There it isl she cried. Il knew
where it was."
The professor took the jar from her
''No. 371,' he said. 1T is the hear
of Lolita. my little cousin
eyes" she assented; lit is my hear
and must have been quite interesting
1t must have passed under the eyes o
many eager students. and perhaps i
has taught them just little"
But there was no mistake here
stated the professor.
1--WE will call it your inability t
see everything.' said the Young we
man soothingly. There always mus
be some little thing that escapes us il
this world Grave should no longer b
mere men and women. | was a littl
younger than you. though we ofte
played together, and | was very uI
happy when you went away to stud
and become IL great man. When 70
returned during the holidays that a
ways seemed so dreadfully short rh
child admired you, and you were a
ways very kind to her. At the e1
pectation of your homecoming he
heart would beat a great deal faster
AS the seasons passed into years tina
admiration and those heartbeats chans
ed into something that was longin.
a wonderful desire, yet you began t
come more seldom, and the time 70
could spare to me grew less. Yoy
thoughts travelled beyond me, from til
world at your feet to greater world
you meant to conquer. You SCENE
to me to be growing greater and grea
er and always going further ava,
yet as the distance between us increa
ed the longing became keener until
became pain that clutched that Ii
tie heart and hurt it so deeply that
night / had to weep with the pangs