The times-herald. [volume] (Burns, Harney County, Or.) 1896-1929, 1918-07-27

every inun."
"1cven II he is unnrmed?' inquired
the crown prince, who had also studied
stiutegy md tnctics, and felt that nm
unnrmed man should be taken pris-
oncr.
"Sure. We don't really shoot them,
silly. Now. Get In step"
Then began, for the crown prince,
such day OF Joy us he had never
known before. Even the Land Of De-
light fBded before this new bliss Of
stnllsing from tree TO tree, OF killing
lunsiispecting citizens who sat on rugs
on the ground and ate sausages and
| little cnkes. Here and there, where
party had moved on, they salvaged
bit of food-:he heel Of u loaf, one
OF the smnll country apples, Shades
OF the court physicians, under whose
direction the crown prince was daily
fed carefully balanced ration!
When they were weary, they
stretched out on the ground, and the
crown prince, whose bed was nightly
dried with n warming pun for fear Of
dampness, wnllowed bllssfully on
earth still soft with the melting frosts
OF the winter. He grew muddy and
dirty. He had had no hat, Of course,
and his bright hair hung over his fore
head In poIst strands. Now and then
he drew 70 long breath of sheer hnppi-
ness|
| Ass dusk descended the crowd grad
unlly dispersed, some TO supper, but
some TO gather In the place and In the
streets around the palace. For the
rumor that the king was dying would
not down.
| AZ last the senior pirate consulted
n large nickel watch.
Gee It's almost supper time he
said.
Prince Ferdinand William Otto con
suited .hls own watch, the one, with
the Inscription: "To Ferdinand VII
liam otto. from his grandfather, on
the occasion OF his taking his first com
munion."
"why can't you come home TO sup
per with me?" asked the senior pirate.
"would your folks kick up n row2"
II beg your pardon?"
"would your family objectf
"There In only one person who would
mind" reflected the crown prince,
aloud, "nnd she VIII be angry, anyhow.
I--do you think your mother will be
wIlling2"
! "wIllIngf Sure she will My COVER
ness--Out I'll fix her. She's German,
and they're always cranky. Anyhow,
It's my birthday. I'm always allowed
guest on birthdays"
So home together, gayly chatting,
went the two children. along the cob
ble-paved streets of the ancient town,
past old churches TINT had been sacked
and pillnged by the very ancestors Of
one OF them. taking short cuts through
narrow passages that twisted and
wormed their way between; and so,
finally, TO the door Of n tall building
where. from the coucierge's room be-
side the entrance. came IA reek Of
stewing garlic.
Neither Of the children had noticed
the unwonicd silence of the streets.
which had. almost suddenly. succeeded
the noise of the carnival. What few
passers-by they had seen had been
hurrylng In the direction OF the palace.
Twice they had passed soldiers, with
lanterns. and once one had stepped
and flashed light on them.
"Weil, old sport :" said Bobby In
English, "anything you can do for
me?"
The soldier had passed on. mutter-
ing at the insol.nce of American cfil-
dren. The two youngsters laughed
consumedly mt the witticism.
! The concierge was out His niece
admitted them. and went back TO her
interrupted cooking. The children hur-
ried up the winding stone staircase
with Its iron rnii and It's gus lantern.
TO the second floor.
In the sitting room. the sour-fnced
governess was darnIng a hole In n
small stocking. She looked mt the
clock.
You are fifteen minutes late" she
snapped, and hit the darning thread
not with rage. but because she had
Forgotten her scissors.
I'm sorry. hut you see"
"Whom have you there7"
~ friend OF mlne," said Bobby, not
whit daunted.
The governess put down the stock
Ing and rose. In so doing, she caught
her first real glimpse Of Ferdinand
William Otto. and she staggered
back.
"Holy saIn,s!" she said, and went
white, Then she stared at the boy,
and her color came hack. "For mo-
ment," she muttered but no. He
Is not so. tall, nor has he the manner.
Yes, he is much smallerv'
Which proves that. whether II
wears II or not, royalty is always
measured to the top Of crown.
In the next room Bobby's mother
wns arranging candles on birthday
cake In the center of the table. Pepy
I