Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1918-06-22
cnApTER Xxx.
me Lincoln Penny.


reached his palace, and was hurried
up tho stairs to the room where the
council waited. Not at IN royal ds-
ure, but tired little bog Il gray t-cr-
Isers, short black Elton coat, and q
rolling collar which had once bean
white
He gave one glance around the ruol1.
NY grandfather he said. And fell
to crying into his dirty pocket-hand-
kercAief.
The chancellor eyed Erimly from I'M
der his shaggy brows the disreputable
figure of his sovereign. Then he went
toward him, and put his hand on his
head.
'He was very eager for this resi-,
Otto" be said.
Then be knelt and very solemnly
and with infinite tenderness, he kissed
the small, not overclean, hand.
; One byS0 ~ council did tle same
thing.
King Otto Strengthened his shoulders
and put away, the handkerchief Il
had occurred to him that he was q
man now and must oct mans part
n tAe world
MAY J see mmr he asked. -
t1idn't 80 him be6oee.s
Your people are waiting. dire thd
ehancellor said grsvely. ITO Q ruler.
bis people must come first"
And 90, In the clear light from the
room behind him, Otto the Ninth first
stood before his people. They looked
up, and hard eyes grew soft, tense
muscles relaxed. They saw the erect
pess Of the small figure, the steadl-
ness Of the blue eyes that had fought
back their tears, the honesty and FIRE
and courage Of this small boy who
was the king.
Y. Let such Of the revolutionists as re-
mained scream before the parliament
house. Let the flames burn and the
drums beat. The solid citixena the
great mass Of the people, looked up
mt the king and cheered mighty. Rev.
Plution had that night received its
death blow at the hands Of . child
The mob prepared to 90 home to bed.
While King Otto stood on the BALI
cony, down below in the crowd an!
American woman looked up, and sud
( ii..sa!y caught her husband by the arm
Robert" she said. Robert, It ID
Bobby's little friend!"
aNonsensel he retorted. aIta
rather dramatic, Isn't it, Nothing
like this at homei See, they've
crowned him already"
4 But Bobby's mother looked with the
clear eyes Of most women, and ALI
mothers.
'They have not crowned him. she
said, smiling, with tears in her eyes,
THE absurd little kingl They have,
forgotten to take OF his paper crown ri
The dead ling lay in state in tho
royal chapel. Tan candles burned atl
his head and feet, cot In long black
standards. His uniform lay at his
feet. his cap. bis sword. The nag Of
his country was draped across him. He
looked very rested
4 In small private chapel nearby
Jay old Adelbert. They could not do
him too much honor. He, too, looked,
rested, and he, too, was covered byi
the nag, and no one would have;
Guessed that q. part of him had died.
long before and lay buried on bat-l
tleneld. It was, unfortunately, his old
uniform that he wore. They had add-i
I'd his regimental flag to the 'nahonall
one, and on It they had set his shabby
cap. BE, too, might have been a king
There were candles at his head and
keet, also; but alas, he had now mo-
sword s /;
! Thus It happened that old Adelbert;;
ne traitor lay IN state In the palace.j
and that monks In long brown robes,
knelt and prayed BY him. Perhaps ne:
needed their prayers. But perhaps, In
the great accounting, things are bali
hnced up, the good against the bad. I'M
that case, who knowsf
The palace mourned and the palace!
fejoiced. Haeckel had told what he!
knew and the leaders Of the terrorists,
were In prison. Some, in high places,
would be hanged with d silken cord
10 was their due. And others would
Be esthetically disposed Of. The wayl
was not yet clear ahead, but the crisis
was passed and safely. WI !.
!, In the evening. soon after he
had appeared on the balcony, the court,
had sworn feslt to Otto the Ninth