Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1918-08-02

of the people, knew it as did Mathilde
| gossiping in the market, and even bet
| ter. knew that crisis was approach
| ing, and that on this small boy in his
| charge hung that crisis.
So Milky trusted in his own right
arm and in nothing else. The very
| size of the palace, it's unused rooms;
| it's long and rambling corridors, it's
| rambling wings and ancient turrets,
was against its safety.
Since the demonstration against
Karl, the riding school hour had been
given up. There were no drives In the
park. The illness of the king furnished
sufficient excuse. but the truth was
that the royal family was practically
besieged, by it knew not what.
Milky, summoned to the chancellor's
house that morning had been told the
facts, and had stood, rather still and
tense, while Mettlich recounted them.
"Our very precautions are our dam
GER" said the chancellor. "And the
king" He stopped and sat, tapping
his fingers on the arm of his chair.
"And the king, sir?'
almost at the end. A day or two"
Karl, with Hedwig in his thoughts,
had returned to mobilize his army not
far from the border for the spring
maneuvers, and at a meeting of the
kings council the matter of a mobiliza-
ton in Livonia was seriously consid-
cred.
Fat Fr1ese favored it, and made an
mpassioned speech, with sweat thick
on his heavy face.
"l am not cowardly," he finished.
81 fear nothing for myself or for
those belonging to me. But the duty
of this council is to preserve the throne
for the crown prince, at any cost. And,
if we cannot trust the army, in what
can we trust?"
"In God" said the chancellor grim
ly.
In the end nothing was done. Mobil-
ization might precipitate the crisis and
there was always the fear that the
army, in parts. was itself disloyal
The king, meanwhile, lay dying, Doc
tor Weiderman in constant attendance,
other physicians coming and going.
His apartments were silent. Rugs
covered the corridors, that no football
disturb his quiet hours. The nursing
sisters attended him, one by his bed
side. one always on her knees at the
priedfeu in the small room beyond. He
wanted little-now and then a sip of
water, the cooled juice of fruit. In
jections OF stimulants, given by Doctor
Weiderman himself, had SCARED his
old arms with purplish marks, and
were absorbed more and more slowly
as the hours went on.
He rarely slept, but lay inert and not
unhappy. Annunciata came, and was
at last stricken by conscience to a
prayer at his bedside. On one of her
last visits that was. She got up to
find his eyes fixed on her.
Father, can YOU hear me?"
"Yes.'
I'll have been bad daughter to
you. l am sorry. 1t is late now to
tell you, but l am sorry. Can I do
anything?"
otto" he said, with difficulty.
"You want to see him2"
mo"
She knew what he meant by that
He would have the boy remember him
as he had seen him last.
"You are anxious about him?"
"Very-anxious."
ictn fnf CHI cofI re- ntr,ey
over him. 81 have been hard and cold.
Perhaps you will grant that / have
had two reasons for it. But / am go
ing to do better. I will take care of
him and l will do all l can to make
him happy. l promise"
Perhaps it was relief. Perhaps even
then the thought of Annunciata's tar
dy and certain-to-be bungling efforts
to make Ferdinand William Otto happy
amused him. He smiled family.
Milky received a note from Hedwig
late that afternoon. 1t was very
brief:
Tonight at nine o'clock I shall go to the
roof beyond Hubert's old rooms, for air.
HEDWIG.
Milky, who In all his injurious young
life had never thought of the roof of
the palace, save as necessary shelter
from the weather, thing of tiles and
cutters. vastly large, looked rather
astounded.
1.-THE roof" he said, surveying the
note. And fell to thinking. such a mix
ture of rapture and despair as only
twenty-three, and hopeless, can know.
Somehow or other he got through
the intervening hours, and before nine
he was on his way. He had the run
of the palace, of course. No one no
ticed him as he made his way toward
the empty suite which so recently had
housed its royal visitor.
Hedwig, in a soft white wrap over
her dinner dress, was at the balus-
trade. A very dignified fairy. al
Though her heart thumped disgrace
fully.
Whatever Milky had intended--of
obeying his promise TO the letter, Of
putting his country before love, and
love out of his life-faiied him instant