Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1921-01-03

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gcther, and he has lost his position,
and he's never been on the scenic
railway, father. I'd like some tickets
for him. He would like riding, I'm
sure, because walking must be pretty
hard. And what l want to know is
this: Why can't you give him job,
father?"
"What sort of a job, son? A man
with one Leg"
"He doesn't need legs to chop
tickets with"
The governess listened. She did not
like Americans. Barbarians they were,
and these were Of the middle class,
being in trade. For scenic railway
is trade, naturally. Except that they
paid fat salary, with an extra month
at Christmas, she would not be there.
"He means the old soldier upstairs"
said Bobby's mother softly. She was
gentle person. Her eyes were wide
and childlike, and it was a sort of re-
ligion of the family to keep them full
of happiness.
This also the governess could not
understand.
$50 the old soldier is out of work."
unused the head of the family. Head,
thought the governess! When they
wound him about their fingers! She
liked men of sterner stuff. In her
mountain country the men did as they
wished, land sometimes beat their
wives by way of showing their author
ity. Under no circumstances, she felt,
would this young man ever beat his
wife. He was weakling.
The weakling smiled across the
table at the wife with the soft eyes.
"How about it, Eother?" he asked,
"Shall the firm of Bobby and L offer
him jobf"
81 would like it very much" said the
weaEling's wife, dropping her eyes to
hide the pride in them.
Suppose" said the weaklingi "that
you run up after dinner, Bob, and
bring him down. Now sit still, young
man, and finish. There's no such hurry
as that"
And in this fashion did old Adelbert
become ticket chopper Of the American
Scenic Railway.
And in this fashion, too, commenced
that odd friendship between him and
the American lad that was to have
so vital an effect on the very life it.
self of the Crown Prince Ferdinand
William Otto of LiyOnia.
Late that evening, old Adelbert's
problem having been solved, Pepy the
maid and Bobby had long talk. Pepy
Sat in a low chair by the tiled stove
in the kitchen, and knitted stocking
With very large foot.
what want to know is this" said
lobby, swinging his legs on the table !:
what are the terrorists?"
Pepy dropped her knitting, and
stared with open mouth. "What know
you of such things? She demanded.
"Well, terrorists killed the crown
princes father, and"
Quite suddenly Pepy leaped from her
chair, and covered Bobby's mouth with
her hand "Hush!" she said, and
Stared about her With frightened eyes.
Then, in 4 whisper: "They are every
| where. No one knows who they are,
nor where they meet. I myself" she
went en- impressiHely, crossing the
place one night late, after spending
| the evening with a friend, saw line
Of cats moving in the shadows. One
! of them stopped and looked at me"
| Pepy crossed herself. "It had face
like the Fraulein in there"
Bobby stared with interest through
| the doorway. The governess did look
like cat. Maybe she's one OF
Them" he reflected aloud.
ooh, for Gods sake, hush!" cried
Pepy, and fell to knitting rapidly. Ne.
could Bobby elicit anything further
from her. But that night, in his sleep,
he saw crown prince, dressed in
velvet and ermine. being surrounded
and attacked by an army of cats, and
went, shivering, to crawl into his
mothers bed.