The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-06-24

drowned when Puck, 16-yearsOIu daughter of Baron and Baroness D0bbcrsbcrg, the latter known on the stage as Camilla B0jan, rowe ed out and rescued him. From the day of his arrival Martin was attracted by a tall brown-eycd girl he learned later was May ;. LyssenhOp, whose father was wealthy and who had twin sis- ter named Carla. The hotel guests could not tell the girls apart, : but Martin could, and fell i'm love with May. She returned his love and told the discOnsOlate Carla they were going to be married. Martin was greatly surprised one day when hc met Anilsa, q girl dancer of his student days, as Countess Czcrcny, who was at
 the hotel with the count.
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 Martin had some correspondence these days. even though the letter he was so certain of did not arr rive. For example, he received a picture postcard of the public gar- dens at Linz completely covered with signatures, informing him that the water-polo team of the Austria S. and R. Club had beaten the Linz Club S-3. Hip, hip, hurrah!
 Whereupon Martin without de- lay bought picture postcard and, in congratulating his friend Hopf- ner. who was on the committee of the club. told him that he. Mar tin, was in very good form and training hard, and that his last time for the fifteen hundred meters was 21.36 in open water, please note. Further he had got to know a girl who belonged to the Berlin H. s. C., who was a remarkably fine diver. Hurrah!
 Or there came letter from his mother which little Matz triumph antly delivered with beaming face. She wrote as mothers are accus- toned to write. My dear boy" 1t might be, I am glad to hear that ycu are well and getting to know so many nice people. Perhaps one or other of them may be able to get you into job. Be careful you don't jump into cold water when yVu dIc nOts hht vCIy WIFI oAN yCu need have no anxiety about me. have paid three schillings to the pawnbroker on your bicycle so that you shan't lose 1t. am rather at a standstill for the July rent. However this week I have got some homework through the Dis- tressed Ladies Association-making dolls clothes. The cold in my eyes Is better, but I have been so clum- sy as to break my spectacles. Your very loving mother"
 For two days after receiving this letter Martin was silent and abe sorbed. He made many reckonings and calculations, and consulted his little account book. Unfortunately too the weather broke; 1t did not actually rain, but chill and cling ing mist descended from the hills to the lake, and the beach was dry, no longer. Martin leaned despond- ently against the fence and stared across at the tennis courts. He had put his faded bathing cloak on, but all the same he shivered. For two days he had gone without hot food, and eaten nothing but raw eggs, milk, and apples-sour green wind- falls that were cheap to buy.
 May put kiss on her racket and sent 1t over to him from the ten- his courts; after that 1t seemed a little bit warmer. Then, in spite of the cold, indictment weather Pam- perl Mayreder came with his mo- ther and both had lessons.
 Yes, Frau Mayreder, too, was now learning to swim. In spite of the fact that she could really swim already, she wanted to improve her style, 50 she told her husband as we'll as Herr Heil, and ever since then she had turned up every day and in all weathers.
 Poor Frau Mayreder! She really disliked the water. Secretly she feared the wet and the cold, and the hostile depths of the lake. Her daily bathes was an act of heroic self-sacrifice. It was torture when Martin had to fetch the widest belt to strap her in. But nothing de- tered her. Why did she not stay in peace at her Pension Seepitz on the outskirts of the village at the southern end of the lake?
 No, nothing dragged and pulled at her and gave her no rest until she had said: Come along, Pam perl. we'll go and have our bathe." !"
 So much for Frau Mayreder and the thirty groschen she brought in daily--for Pamperl paid only half and had @ child'g season ticket, the proceeds of which had long been spent at the Schwoisshackel. It need but be remarked in passing that Frau Mayreder showed no promise at all of improving her deplorable style, particularly as to her other shortcomings were now added turmoil of emotion and scantiness of breath.
 On the third day after Martin received the letter from his mother between the lines of which he could read 50 much, 1t rained 50 contin- were deserted. Martin forsook the beach and risked a visit to the lounge of the Bib Petermann. Most of the visitors were collected there, standing about or sunk in arm chairs, reading old newspaper or playing cards. There was smell of moist tweeds and freshly greased climbing boots. Martin had put on his raincoat. His hair was wet with the rain, and his tanned face lock- ed pale and chilly as he made for q pair of trim gray wo0len stock ings. Seeing a moment later that these merely belonged to Carla he was about to turn back, when Car las voice rang through the whole lounge.
 Hello, Martin, are you looking for May? Sit down here and talk to me. May has gone out to, buy some films.
 Martin hestitated and unwilling ly turned round. T wanted--in any case I've got to-" he stammered.
 CarIa looked at this nice young man who belonged 50 entirely to her sister. "Pity." she said quietly, as she let fall the hand that had beckoned him.