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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Times, 1912-01-18, Page 71 tt THE WINGIIAM TINES, JANUARY 18, 1912 The.'a GIRL By HAROLD MacGRATH Copyright, .,1900, by the Bobbs Merrill Company idne them a day or two in the city 'prison, then publish the news broad - east Having themselves broken the letter If not the spirit of the treaty, they will not dare declare war. Every •court in Europe will laugh:" The duke laughed. "You are right, ,Her) eck. Ab, here is the chief." Herbeck read the letter in part to the .thief, .who jotted down the words, re- :peating aloud fA a kind of mutter: "A mountaineer, a vintner, a carter, , a ',butcher and a baker. You will give me :their descriptions, your excellency?" Herbeck read the postscript. • "But you didn't tell him who" -- "Why should he know?" said Her - beck, glancing shrewdly at the duke: "His ignorance will be all the better for the plot." "One Is as big and powerful as a Carpathian bear. Look out," warned Herbeck. "And he is?" ' "The mountaineer." "'And the vintner?" "Oh, he is a little fellow and hasn't .grown his bite yet," said Herbeck -dryly. The duke laughed again. • "I thank you, Herbeck. You have :neatly arranged a fine comedy. When the arrest is made, give it as much ;publicity as possible. Take a squad of soldiers. It will give it a military look." ' "No. your highness," touching the papers which strewed his desk. "This ;will keep me busy well into the even- ing." The duke left the cabinet .Herbeck instructed the chief. "'Begin with the mountaineer and the 'vintner; the others do not matter so .:much." Then Herbeck laughed. The chief raised his head. He bad not heard his excellency laugh like that do many moons. "Report to me your progress. Good luck to you!" said•• 'Herbeck with a gesture of dismiss aL Her highness found the duke wait- ing in her apartments. "Why, father," kissing him, "what brings you here?' "A. little idea I have in mind." He 'Brew her down to the arm of the chair. "We all have our little day dreams." "Who does not, father?" She slid her arm round 'his neck. "Herr Carmichael is a fine fellow, brave, witty, shrewd. If all Americans are like him America will soon become a force in the world. I have taken a fancy to him, and you know what they say of your father—no formality With those whom he likes. Humanly 1 am right. but in the virtue of every - ay events in court life I am wrong. $erbeck has spoken of it, the older omen speak of it, and they all say"— "What do I care what they say?" otly. "Are you not the grand duke. d am I not your daughter?" "You must ride no More with Herr rmichael. It is neither wise nor elate," • "Fathers' He was up with his arms folding around her. "Child. It is only for your !rake. Listen to me. 1 "You must be a princess. You must steel your heart against the invasion pf love unless it comes from a state mina! or superior to your own." "Yes, father. I shall not ride with him any more:" "Be a brave heart, and I shall engage lito find a king for you." "I don't want any playthings, . to-' Baer,' wltb the old light touch, and *lien she looked him fud in the eyes. "I promise to do nothing more to cre- ate comment if, on the other band, ou will m ise tose me two years i'i more of freedom." The duke readily assented and short- py returned to his suit rather pleased there bad been no scene—not that ;at had expected any. • Considerable activity was manifest the police bureau the rest of that y. To return to Carmichael, he had ever before concerned himself with ignatioms. Up to this hour he bad ever resigned anything he had set his eart upon. So it was not en easy atter for him to compose a letter to be secretary of state resigning the, ost at Dreiberg. True, he added that e desired to be transferred to a sea - rt town, France or Italy preferred. he high altitude in Drelberg had er- ected his heart. However, in ease here was no other available post they outd kindly appoint hta; successor at nee. It took courage indeed to face 0 matter squarely and resolutely. hat she was not going to marry the g of Jtagendheit did not alter his nein; to the leant It was all hope- ess. He must go. Some one was knocking on the door. "Aletter for your excellency," sold e concierge. "If Heti' Carmichael Would hem the net of No. 40 Erumeiweg let his tore himself es a vintner and be In Krumerweg at 8 o'clock tour" TMs note wee as welcome to thble- t as the Dowers' id the. sprlsB. advatiore7 He Was retity, Sigh! "1 shall need the costume of a vint- ner this evening," he said, "Oh, that twill he easy" affirmed the concierge. So It came about that (`srmieaael, dressed as a vintner. his hat over his ey-es. stole Into the misty night and ;Doti the way to the Erunierweg. He knew exnotly where he wished to go— No. 40. After all, who was the lady In black. and why should be bother himself about her? She probably came from the back stairs of the palace. And yet the chancellor himself had been in this place. A step? He trained his ear. But even as he did so his arms were grasped firmly and twisted behind his' back, and at the same time a cloth was' Wrapped round the lower part of his face, leaving only his eyes and nose• visible. He was helpless. He. was fighting against three. Then one of the three whistled. A' minute or two after a closed carriage: came into the Krumerweg, and Car- michael was literally bundled inside. His feet and hands were bound. The carriage began to move slowly., One turn after another• he counted, fix. Ing as well as he could the topography of the town through which they were passing. Once the road outside of Dreiberg was reached a fast pace was set. At the Jugendheit barrier the car- riage stopped. Presently there appear- ed at the door an.old man dressed.aa a mountaineer. In his hand was a lantern. "Pardon me, dear nephew— Fools!" he broke oR, swinging round. "He has tricked you all.. This is not he!" Three astonished faces peered over the old man's shoulder. One was a carter, another a butcher and the third a baker. Carmichael, now freed, stretched himself. "Well?" he said, with a dangerous quiet. "Herr Carmichael, the American con- sul" The old man nearly dropped the lantern. "Oh, you infernal block- heads!" Carmichael's anger dissolved, and ha laughed. All the mystery was gone. Be saw how neatly he had been doped. He still carried the note. This he gust to the leader of this midnight expe• clition. "Humph!" satd the old man to a growl. "I thotight es much" He wMs- peeed to !Phis com- panions. "Hers O a r m t clewed, 1 'Bail have the honer of eaeern lug you back to On the way it all came back to Carmichael with the vividness of *forgotten Moto - graph eome upon soddenly— Bean, the Rhine, swift and turbulent, a towheaded young le i w who eeuid not swifn wets, Vur'rxa,n? NOT hiucgi his own plunge, his fingers !n file flaxen hair and the bard tight to the lending. All this was a tale twice tot& Vit►r?: Net modal. ABSOLUTE $ECU.R1TYII Genuine Carter's Little Liver Pills Must Boar Signature of See Fsc-Stmito Wrapper Meow. "Very amdn dna as easy to take as angora CARTERS IT1tLE IVER Pi FOR READACHE• FOR DIZZINESS. F1 fl'$ILIOD$! E$t FORTO1trID MEW. farcInMS1IPATIOIi FDR $ALLOW SKiM:. . ro* THE COMPLEX= eD MU4Il t NAMUAt. OHRE 3101< HEADACHE, !dSAPTER XiI. tutu rex. IT was dawn when they began to pull° up the road to Dreiberg in a carriage. The mountaineer had been '!ding with the driver. The carriage stopped. ' "I shall not intrude, I trust?" said the old man, opening the door and get- ting in, "Not now," replied Carmichael. "What is all this about?' "A trifle." The old man thought for awhile. "Suppose you bad a nepbew who was making a tool of himself over a ' woman." "Nothing unusual in that." "Suppose, though of good character, she was vastly his inferior to station; that marriage to him was merely a political contract. What would you do?" "I believe I begin to understand.!" "I am grateful for that" "Your nephew is an ungrateful wretch. He knew all along who I was," want on the American. "I drag- ged him out of the Rhine upon a cer- tain day, and he plays this trick!" "You? Carmichael, Carmichael; •of course; 1 should have remembered the name as he wrote me at the time. Thank you! And you knew •himall the while.?" "NO. I recalled his face, but the time and place were in the dark till this early Morning. Here we are at the gates. What's this? Guards? I never saw them at these gates before." After some trouble they passed the gun rds. The mountaineer got out quinkly, closed the door, spoke a word to the driver and slipped into an alleyway. Carmichael arrived at the Grand ho- tel in time to see her serene highness, accompanied by two of her ladies and an escort of four soldiers, start out for her morning ride. He waited till they had passed, then slunk into the hotel. The concierge gazed at him in amaze- ment. Carmichael winked. The con- cierge smiled. He understood. Ameri- caner or Ehrensteiner, the young fel- lows were all the same. "Guards at the gates," mused Car- michael as he soaked his bead and face in cold water. "By George, it looks as if my friend the vintner was in for some excitement!" Gretchen! Carmichael stopped, his collar but halfway around his throat. Now, by the Lord, that should not be! He would wring the vintner's neck. He was not in an amiable mood. Some one hammered on the door. ' Grumbach entered. "You are angry about something," he said. "So I am. But you are always wel- come." ) "You have overslept?" "No; on the contrary." "You are disturbed. I'd like to know what's going on in that bullet head of yours." "I have resigned the consulship." "And for what reason?' Carmichael silently drew on his coat. "Ach! So you have one too?" "One what?" "One secret" "Yes. But it's the kind we can't talk about" "I understand. Have you had break- fast?' "No." "Neither have I. Let us go togeth- er." There was a large crowd outside the palace that night, which was clear and starry, because of a great ball. A. troop of cavalry patrolled the fence. Carriage after carriage rolled in through the gates, coming directly from the opera. And close by tho sentry box Car- michael saw Gretchen and her vintner. Carmichael could not resist stopping a moment. He raised his hat to Gretchen to the wonder of those near- est "Do you know where the American consulate is?" be asked low, so that none but Gretchen and the vintner heard. Yes," said the vintner, blushing with shame. "I live above the agen- cy." "Good! I shall expect to see you in the morning." But the vintner was determined that he shouldn't He would be at work in the royal vineyards on the morrow. "Tomorrow?" repeated Gretchen, to whom this byplay was a blank. "Why should be wish to see you?" "Who knows? Let us be going. It Is half after 10," he added, as If to put forward some logical excuse for leav- ing at this moment. A man followed them all the way to the Krumerweg. Carmichael threw himself eagerly into the gayety of the glance. He was an accomplished waltzer, after the meatier of that day, when one went routttii and round like some mechan- ical toy wound up. This would be the lass; alrair of the kind for him, and he wasted a full memory of It. Between time`s he ezchtmged a jest or two with the chancellor or talked battles with old Ducwite. Thrice while on the floor her highness passed him. But there was never a smile, never a glance. Ho became careless and reckless. He would creek her and talk to her and smile et her even if the duke threw a regiment in between, He saw Grum. belch in the gallery. "Now, what the devil is the Dutch- man doing with a pair ot opera glasses?" Later her highness steed before one of the long windows in the cotnserva- tory iistleesly watching the peozele to the ';einem. Wad that some one acs- ing for her She turned. It was Carmichael.. What as opportunity .for 'Denbigh She laughed inwardly. The banal and their wives, the ambabead3'1 wives and •their daughters. would mike them both. And the spirit of devillxy I also upon her heart. She smiled at the man and with her fan bade hire be seated at her side. "You have not asked the to dunce to- night," She declared. "I am ueither a prince nor an ambas- sador." "But you have danced with me." "Yes; I have been to heaven now and then." "And do you eject yourself thus east. ly?" "By turning myself out my self es- teem remains unruffled." "Then you expected to be turned out?" "As 1 have said, I am not a prince. I am only a consul, not even a diplo- mat, simply a business arm of my government. My diplomacy never as- cends above the quality of hops and wines imported. I am supposed to "AND BECAUSE I LOVE HED!" take in any wandering sailor, feed him and ship him home. I am also the of- ficial guide of all American tourists." "That is no reason." "Your father"— He should have said the grand duke. "Ah, yes; my father, the chancellor, the ambassadors and their wives and daughters! I begin to believe that you have grown afraid of them." "I confess that I have. I had an ad- venture last night. Would you like to hear about it?" "Tell me." He told her. "A veiled lady," she mused. "What would you. say if I told you that your mystery ikno mystery at all? I am the veiled•indv. And the person I went to see was my old nurse, my foster moth- er, with whom 1 spent the happiest, freest days of my life in the garret at Dresden. Pouf! All mysteries may be dispelled if we go to the right person. So you are to be recalled?" "I have asked for my recall, your highness." "And so Dreiberg no'longer appeals to you? You once told me that you loved it." "I am cursed with wanderlust, your highness." "You promised to tell me what she is like." Suddenly nil his fear went away, all his trepidation. The spirit of reckless - }less which had vised him a little 'While ago again empowered him. He was afraid of nothing. "flow shall i describe her?" he said. •'I have seen only paintings and mar- bies, and these are inanimate. have you ever seen ripe wheat in a rain- storm? That is the color of her hair. There are jade and lapis lazuli in her eyes." Ile leaned toward her. "And i love her better than life, better than hope. and between us there is the distance of 11 thousand worlds. So I must give up the dream and go away, as an honorable man should." Neither of them heard the chancel- lor's approach. "And because i love her!" Her fan dropped to the floor. "Tour highness," broke in the cold, even tones of Herbeck, "your father is making inquiries about you." Carmichael rose instantly, white as the frill in his shirt. Hildegarde, however, was a princess. She gained her feet leisurely, with a half smile on her lips. "Count, Herr Carmichael tells me that he is soon to leave Drelberg." "Ah!" There was sntisfnction in Eterbeck's ejaculntion. But there was nlint of admiration in his o eyes as he recognized the challenge in Carmi- chael's. "We shall miss Herr Carmi- chael." Her highness moved sereniy toward the door. Carniieletel waited till she was gone from sight; then he stooped and picked up the fan. • a • * * * • The entrance to the vast duet! vine- yards was made through a small lodge where the dural vintner itved rind kept his books and moneys till such time at he should be required to place them before the proper ofIte•tat. Upon the morning following the ball at the pal- ace the vintner runs reclining ngninst the outside wall of the gates, smoking hi, rhino 1111Ie and generally nt peace with the world IIe diseerned n soli- tary figure 0ppronrhing from the direc- tion of tk•eihcrg--a youthful figure. buoyant of step and confident. Herr Ileffmau was rather Interested. The youth paused nt the gate and Inspected the old titan highly. "11err Iioffman. 1 want work" "So? \\'hat tem you do?" The youth recounted his abilities. "I hese n letter to you also." "Let mP see U." Hoffman saw it. but with stnrting eyes. There was, then. something new ander the sou. A picker of grapes rec- ommended by n princess! "hu Reber Gott! You are Leopold h�laatrteb?' "Yes, herr." I di F um nIa, from a Cold 7N1U111ONIA is second only to consumption in the number of deaths which it causes, and like con- sumption always has its beginning with a cold. 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"Then write your name on this piece of paper and that Each night you will present yours with the number -of pounds, which will be credited to you. You must bring it back each morning. If you lose it you will be paid nothing for your labor." Dietrich wrote his name twice. Still Hoffman was not wholly satisfied with his eyes. "Gottlieb," he said to one of the men, "take him to terrace 98. We'll see what sort of workman he is." He spoke to Dietrich again. "What is Gretchen to you?" For Hoffman knew Gretchen. "She is my sweetheart, herr." And there was no mockery in the youth's eyes as be said this. "Take him along, Gottlieb." Terrace 98 was given over to small grapes. Thus many bunches had to be picked to fill the basket. But Dietrich went to work with•a will. His fingers were deft, and his knife was sharp, and by midsun he had turned his sixth basket, which was fair work, consid- ering. As Hoffman did not feed his em- ployees, Dietrich was obliged to beg from his coworkers. Very willingly they shared with him their coarse bread and onions. He ate the bread and stuffed the onions in his pocket. Once more the youth was alone. Ho set down his basket and laughed. Was there ever such a fine world? The very danger of it was the spice which gave it flavor. "I love her, I love her!" His face grew bright again, and the wooing blood ran tingling in his veins. "Am I a thief, a scoundrelly thief, because I have that right common to all men to love one woman? Some day I shall suffer for this; some day my heart shall ache. So be it!" His fingers were growing sore and sticky and there was a twinge in his back as he shouldered his eighth bas- ket and scrambled down to the man who weighed the pick. He was be- ginning Ills ninth when he saw Gretch- en coming along the purple aisle. "What a beautiful day!" said Gretch- en, with a happy laugh. "Kiss me." "When you fill that basket" "Not before?" "Not even a little one," mischief in her glance. 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A various and interesting story attaches to this picture. \\-heu it was nearly finished Edwin Laudseet. was asked by Charles to come gild look at it and remarked that it was a very good picture, but "how nice a spaniel would look in that corner" Charles s:;id. "\\'ill yeti put it in, then?" at which themaster , t,tcr truly up the brut.o and at once painted in a tine old English spaniel with some leather dispatch bags lying on [lie ground by him. The picture was' duly exhibited and admired, the spaniel especially, but the dealer who bought it, being a sim- ple man of business, bethought him that Sir Edwin's dog would be worth more than the whole picture. So he coolly cut it out and sold it, filling the place by a common dog copied from it Several years afterward the owner of the picture showed Sir Edwin, with some pride, the picture in which ha had painted the dog, but the -great mass ter "declared he'd be banged if evet he did that dog." The picture was ex) amined more closely, and then the tricld was found out—London Tatler. HIGHEST RAILWAY. This Cloud Piercing Road Crosses the Mountains of Peru. To the question, "Which is the high. est railway in the world?" the answee is—the Central Railway of Peru. other words, the highest point reached by any railway line is touched by this road, where the altitude of the raild reaches 15,865 feet above sea level. Td reach this point from sea level thti• line passes through fifty-seven tunnels; over a dozen principal bridges and utilizes thirteen switchbacks, but has' no gradient up to 4% per cent, nos does it resort to rack propulsion. Al hand car started at Ticlio will ruts unaided to Callao, the seaport, and, nal a matter of fact, such a car, equipped with safety breaks, runs before eacli passenger train, carrying an inspectott on the lookout for fallen rocks or othelt dangers. Ticlio, above referred to, 14 the highest station in the world, with an altitude of 15,605 feet The next highest line in the worn iy that from Antofagasta, Chile, to Oruro and La Paz, Bolivia. This rine has also the distinction of being the nar- rowest gauge line (two and one-half feet) for such a long distance. The highest point is at Collahuasi, where the altitude is le.809 feet, fifty-six feet lower than the Peruvian line.—New York Press Masculine Dress Reform. The Men's Dress Reform society hat. been founded in 13,r1:n, with the ob- j :rt of bring.ng mascnl nt attire to e nigher hygienic st edard. The society pr..t•'sts a,ea.net t.i•• "air tight armor l,la.iag•' of t':e starc':c:1 s hirtfrout, tee' east iron rule et black frock coats r t( e,idiu:*s and funerals alike and site g u rail N; s t. -til of tI rt•ss R dies ia- ul�.•s tai' wr..r: .; of wally tight fitf t't aro:cuter e,e, :t ai crlappiug the t.•• r. 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Then the artist simply raise, her head tn.] asks tho question with the eye. Tho little crowd that always surround. her somet'.tnes for is til.: fore' of her temper, especially when the more audacious of the el.'. iron stand tan- talizingly near her and openly com- ment upon her peculiarities. No word pass.s her Ups, but she makes a sudden spring, accompanied by a sort of a gwoal that scatters the frightened children like dried leaves before a wind. A few years ago, this queer old woman, who seemed to have sprung from nowhere, stopped in front of a sign which read "a lou.•r" (to rent) on a building near the mayor's office, in !Montmartre, and asked the price. The rental of $3 a month for a room under the eaves of the building met her needs, for she closed the bargain then and there. She gave her name as Mine. Periot. According to the custom of Mont- martre, the wMdotvs of the adjoining flats were filled with friendly neigh- bors, who begin to besiog' the now tenant with a volley of questions re- lating to her past, present and fu- ture. In a characteristic manner "the Sph'nx's" only roply was a ban:* of the window, which remained clos- ed for the rest of the night. The aged artist lives alone, has no visitors and pays no visit:. There is no sign of poverty about her, how- ever, for although living so primi- tively site tie•• .••' l ,ole- shabby or bedraggled, and her clothing is al- ways whole and clean. One peculiar feature about her dress is her hats. She has a predilection for largo pic- ture hats, and she changes them every season, but never is seen in the small bonnets usually worn by women of her age. The true History of the Sphinx ar- tist is that before the war of 1870 she was a capable and highly esteemed teacher in one of the schools. 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