New Mexico state record. (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1914-19??, 1918-12-20
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hosr's in1nni,y, all won the old mans
heart.
These AMERICANS downstairs vert
not all bad. then. They were too rich
Of course. No one should have meA.
three times q day, as the meat seller
reported they did. And they were pay.
Ing double rent for the apartment be
low. But that, of course, they could
not avoid, not knowing the real charge.
The boy was frankly delighted. And
when old Adelbert brought forth from
his basket a sausage and, boiling II
lightly, served him a slice between two
pieces Of bread, an odd friendship
was begun that was to have unfore-
seen consequences. They had broken
bread together.
Gradually, over the meal, and the
pigeons, and what not, old Adelbert
u~nburdened his heart. He told of his
years at the opera, where he had kept
his glasses clean and listened to the
music until he knew by heart even the
most difficult passages. He told Of the
crown prince. who always wished
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them, but because he liked to turn
them wrong end before, and thus make
the audience appear at a great dis
lance. And then he told of the loss
Of his position.
The American lad listened politely,
docs he wear a CROWN he de-
manded. II saw him once in a car
riage, but I think he had a hat. When
will he be a kingY
"When the old king dies. He is
very old now. l was in a hospital
once, after a battle. And he came in.
He put his hand on my shoulder, like
this"-he illustrated 1t ON the chlld's
small One-"and said" Consider
ing that old Adelbert no longer loved
his king, 1t is strange to record that
his voice broke.
"Will he die soon?" Bobby put in.
He found kings as much Of a novelty
as to Prince Ferdinand William Otto
they were the usual thing.
who knows? But when he dies.
the city will learn at once The great
bell Of the cathedral, which never
rings save at such times, will toll.
They say it is a sound never to be
forgotten. I, Of course, have never
heard 1t. When it tolls, all in the city
will fall on their knees and pray. 1t
is the CUSTOM"
Bobby, reared to strict Presbyterian
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once a day, and that at night beside
his bed, in the strict privacy Of his
own apartment. looked rather startled. |
what will they pray for?" he said.
And old Adelbert, with a new bitter.
ness, replied that the SON. of kings
needed much prayer. Sometimes they
were hard and did cruel things.
"And then the crown prince will be
a king" Bobby reflected. IF I were a
king. I'd make people stand around.
But has the crown prince only a grand
and no father?"
"He died-the boys father. He was
murdered, and the princess his mother
Also"
Bobby's eyes opened wide. "Who
did it,"
"T%errOrists." said old Adelbert. And
would not be persuaded to say more.
That night at dinner Bobby Thorpe
himself Of quite a speech.
He sat at the table, and now and then,
the sour-faced governess looked
ut her plate, he slipped a bit Of food
to his dog, which waited beside him.
"There's a very nice old man up.
he said. "He has a fine sword,
and ring doves, and a wooden leg.
And he used to rent opera glasses to
he crown prince, only he turned them
I'm going to try that with
yours, mother. We had sausage to-
and he has lost his position,