The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1917-07-12

From his countenance, as he re-read
that document, saw that serious trou-
bic was brewing for somebody. His
majesty, seized by his mania for travel
would very often at five minutes no
tics leave PotSdam and journey to the
farthest end of the empire But the
papers We're always at once informed,
and the kaiser never went out of his
country without first acquainting the
chancellor of his intentions. In this
case, however, he slipped away by
night train, and nobody knew until
next morning.
The Dark-Haired Woman.
On concluding the correspondence, I
went out for a stroll, when, not far
from the hotel, noticed a well-dress-
ed, rather handsome, dark haired wom-
an approaching. To me her face SEEM
ed familiar, and l was puzzled to know
where | had seen it before.
l passed on, and, entering q cafe,
sat down to smoke and to think. Mem
DRY of that woman's face still haunted
me. | felt that l had met her some
where, and had had good cause to re-
member her, yet, for the life of me,
could not recall the circumstances of
our meeting.
An hour later, on returning to the
hotel, saw her speaking with the con-
cierge.
She was evidently staying there,
hence few minutes afterwards, when
she had assembled the lift, / questioned
the man, and learned that she was
Madame ROsales, from Malaga, in
Spain. She had arrived with her huS-
band three days ago, but monsieur had
left the same morning for Paris, and
she was now awaiting his return
The motive of the emperor, usually
so restless and pompOus, in remaining
virtually a prisoner in the hotel, and
posing as a merchant. was certainly
most mysterious, and even a chat with
Herman, his majesty's chief valet, eli
cited no information.
That night, as sat alone eating my
| dinner-fOr Herr Zeller took his meals
/ III hlS pIlNdtt SitllllS IOOln-llle udIh-
haired woman sat at a table near me.
With her was a pretty girl in a pale
pink dinner gown, evidently a friend
who lived in the town.
The pair chatted together and laugh
| ed merrily over their. meal, while
watched them covertly.
Why, l cannot even now tell, but
held Madame Rosales in distinct suS-
plciOn. Yet | could not recollect where
we had met before. Now, however as
| sat there in the corner eating my
meal | felt convinced that, on her
part, she had recognized me, and
further that she had pointed me out
! to her companion.
Later in the evening | made other in
quirieS in the hotel, and learned that
Madame had several friends. The eve
ming that her husband left for Paris
tall, thin, pale-faced young man had
called upon her after dinner, and had
a long chat with her in Il corner in
the lounge. Afterwards they went out
/ together for Il short walk, and, return
| ing, he smoked a cigar before he left.
On the following day another man, of
rather unkempt appearance, called and
lunched with her.
Needless to say, 1 watched madame
carefully, and managed during that
evening to catch several glances of her.
After the pair had dined they spent
short time in the lounge, where they
both smoked cigarettes. Then. it being
Il beautiful mO0nlit night, they put on
their coats and went for Il stroll.
The Emperor Peeps In.
SO interested had I become in the
woman that 1 followed, and, unsus-
pected, I logged their footsteps for
nearly half a mile, until they entered
dark, fOrbidding-looking house which
| faced weedy canal.
When the door opened a man greet
ed them, and slipping in quickly, they
disappeared.
They were there for over an hour
yet remained keeping constant vigil,
until at last madame emerged alone,
| retracing her steps hurriedly to the
| hotel
/ Next morning | met her in the lift
/ at about eleven o'clock, and we de-
/ scended together. She was dressed to
go out, but in the hall the porter hand
/ ed her telegram. This she opened,
afterwards writing a reply, and tax
ing it herself to the post office.
1 was much irritated because my