Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1918-03-29

dull red to smoking gray. The code
bOck she hesitated over, but at last,
with shrug of her shoulders, she re-
turned it to it's hiding place in the
jewel-case.
| Coupled with her bitterness was a
sense of relief. Only when the papers
were destroyed had she realized the
weight they had been. She summoned
MiDna, her maid, and dressed for the
street. Then. Mlnna accompanying
her, she summoned her carriage and
went shopping.
She reached the palace again in
time to dress for dinner. Somewhere
on that excursion she had left the let
ter, to be sent to its destination over
I the border by special messenger that
night.
Prince Ferdinand William Otto, at
the moment of her return, was pres
pairing for bed. He washed himself
with 0skar standing by, holding a
great soft towel. Even the towels
were too large. And he brushed his
teeth, and had two drinks of water,
because stiffish feeling in his throat
persisted. And at last he crawled up
into the high bed that ~as SO much
TOO big for him, and had to crawl on I
again, because he had forgotten his
prayers.
When everything was done, and the
hour Of putting out the light could no
longer be delayed, he said good night
to Oskar, who bowed. There was a
great deal of bowling in Otto's world.
Then, whiskl it was dark. with only
the moon face of the cathedral clock
for company. And as it was now
twenty minutes past seven, the two
hands dropped until it looked like
face with cruel mouth, and was
really very poor company.
Oskar, having bowed himself into
the corridor and past the two senl-ies,
reported to a very great dignitayy
across the hall that his royal highness
the Crown Prince Ferdinsnd William
Otto was in he'd And the dignitary
had a chance to go away and get his
dinner.
But alone in his great bed, the
crown prince was shedding few
shamefaced tears. He was extremely
ashamed of them. He felt that under
no circumstances would his soldier
father have behaved so. He reached
out and secured one Of the two clean
folded handkerchiefs tsat We're always
| placed or me BEDSIDE stand al night.
and hToxv hts v,ncs,s !. .Y.ts go..dlv T0,t
he could not sleep.
He gave Miss Braithwaite tine to 60
to her sitting room. and for eight
o'clock to pass, because once every
hour, all night. young gentleman of
the court, appointed for this purpose
rand dubbed ''wet nurse by Jealous
comrades, cautiously opened his door
and made stealthy circuit of the
room, to see that all was well.
The crown prince got up. He neg
lected to put on MS bedroom slippers,
of course, and il his bare feet he
padded across the room to the study
door. 1t was not entirely dark. a
night light burned there. 1t stood on
table directly under the two crossed
swords. Beneath the swords, in
burnt wood frame, were the pictures
of his FL Their and mother. Hedwig had
given him a woodworking outfit at
Christmas, and he had done the work
himself. 1t consisted of the royal
arms, somewhat out of drawing and
not exactly in the center of the frame,
and floral border of daisies, ex-
tremely geometrical, because he had
drawn them In first with compass.
The boy, however. gave the pictures
only hasty glance and proceeded, in
a businesslike manner, to carry a
straight chair to the cabinet. On the
top shelf sat the old cloth dog. Its |
shoe-button eyes looked glazed with
sleep, but its ears were quite alert. |
Very cautiously the crown prince un |
locked the door. stepped precariously |
to the lower shelf of the cabinet
hung there by one royal hand, and
lifted the dog down.
At nine o'clock the wet nurse took I
off his sword in another room and |
leaned 1t against a chair. Then he |
examined his revolver, in accordance
with a formula prescribed by the old |
king. Then he went in and examined |
the room with a flashIigA1 and lis /
tened to the crown princes breathing.
He had been a croupy baby. And, at I
last, he turned the fiashlight on to the
bed A pair of shoe-button eyes
stared at him from the pillow. II
"Well, I'm = !" said the wet nurse.
And went out, looking thoughtful.
In a shop where, that afternoon, the
countess had purchased some Lyons
silks, one of the clerks, Peter Niburg.
was free at last. At seven O'Clock,
having put away the last rolls of silk
on the shelves behind him, and covered
them with calico to keep off the dust
having given final glance Of dlsdain
at the clerk ia the linens. across
having reached under the counter for