The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1916-09-11
: THE DAILY
SHORT STORY
ALT NUREMBERG
BY ELLIS BROWNE.

BY ELLIS BROWNE.
tCopyright, 1916. by the Mcclure
Newspaper Syndicate.)
nRoF. FELDMAN brought his
chumy car to stand.still before
the door Of the inn. Alt Nurem.
burg, with concrete towers and spiked
iron-bond oaken gates, announced hos
pitably on board outside that It ser.
we'd food and soft drinks. Another
placard pictured an amber brown mug
covered with generous froth that
appealed more strongly to his dusty
palate. and, descending with haste,
he was soon inside the garden wait
ing to be served at little white
clothed iron table near q yine-cover.
ed wall.
Il was four o'clock and In the dis.
tant kitchen could be heard hetero-
geneous sounds OF busy preparation
for the evening, tinkling OF glass.
clashing OF trays and the scraping Of
heavy kettles. In an occasional lull.
o deep, steady roar told OF the proS.
unity Of the ocean, and the professor
waited fmpatiently, as he wished to
finish his journey and have a cooling
dip in the surf before time to dress
for dinner.
The thought Of dinner and evening
brought a flush Of happiness. for he
bad kept his car seward for four
hundred miles because Betty Perish
ing was at Ocean Point with her fam.
fly. And an invitation from Mrs. Per.
shing one day when summer outings
Were being discussed was not to be
overlooked.
You must come to Ocean Point
when we are there, professor, she
had insisted. The golf course there
is perfect and the sailing is fine.
Yes, indeed, Feldman, agreed Tom
Pershing, heartily. Shaping the other
jovially on the back. I can beat you
all hollow there II you did trim me
today. Better run down.
And I've got a new launch, put In
Jack Pershing. eagerly. We can hava
q bully time. professor. I'll take you
grabbing, too.
Thank you all! he had smiled ap-
preciatively. You certainly offer ins
ducements. And you. Miss Betty?
Have your approval?
Certainly, professor. I was Just
wondering how we could get along
through the summer without you!
Betty answered, brightly.
The die Is cast. I 20, he annours.
cd gratefully. What have done to
be 80 fortunate? I assure you shall
do my best to be useful. shall stock
up on fresh new jokes for rainy days,
and make protege OF all the old Ia
dies and he stopped. He had
caught Betty's eye and here dropped
in pretty confusion. for his eyes were
saying only too plainly that she was
the cause of his gratitude. Her faith
er's friend had never toid her that
he loved her. but she had guessed
#.
So the Pershings had gone and he
professor had followed, and now the
sea roaring in his ears made him re-
alize that Betty was less than q mile
away and that he could see her IN
three, two-perhaps one hour.
Two men came in. sat down and
ier appeared. summoned another and
ed his mind and ordered orangeade.
After all Alt Nuremburg wasn't Heidi
elberg and he was no longer a Cor.
days, thought. That was where he
AnN mol iVh Feishius twenty year
ago. Now he was nearly forty. Held
elberg! How far away-hcw long ago
It seemed! And pretty little Elsa,
flaxen haired and dernure! That had
been quite an affair. When he came
to America he told her he would make
His fortune and return wnen he was
rich.
A shadow crossed his face. That
had bothered him for years until he
had heard that shn was married. But
he had never verified the rurlor.
He finished his sandwich and got
up to go. More pyopls had come IN