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return from Europe in 1891
r CHAPTER VIII Continued
rpiIE Alps, glistening- in the sunlight for fifty miles, to us who
had never before seen snow in the summertime, were wonderful.
We had an uncomfortable hotel at Geneva. I could find no one in
tho town who could tell me where Michael Servetus was burned,
tho most interesting event to me in connection with it, or who had
ever even henrd of Servetus, but I watched the Rhine and thought
of Caesar. Wc went fifty miles by stage to Chamounix at tho foot
of Mont Blanc. The crush of the glaciers in the slow march
and tho roar when u mass of ice falls from the end, the streams
of melted water galloping in a mad rush down the mountain sides
and tho horses standing knee-deep in the ice-cold torrent because
the natives regard it as good for their feet (they don't stand there
themselves), other streams pouring over precipices and disappear
ing in mist before they reach the ground, the vast masses of rock,
stretching toward the skies with the. whitened vales between, all held
our attention nnd fixed themselves in our memories. We had solemnly
awl resolutely determined we would do no Alpine climbing. The
next morning, enrly, we bought alpenstocks and followed on foot the
zigzag path which leads up the Mont Aubert. It is a .narrow path.
Tho mules coming down insisted upon -having the inside next to the
mountain. But about noon we reached the hotel which overhangs
the Mer do Glace. From the outer court we could see, far below,
men, and an occasional woman, .crossing the glacier. The tempta
tion was too great nnd good resolutions were consigned to the pave
ment. We secured a French guide. He supplied us with alpenstocks
and woolen socks to pull over our shoes, and he led the way, with a
hatchet cutting steps in the hillocks of ice and helping us to avoid
the dangerous crevasses. We looked down into some of these
splits in the ice. The man who falls into one comes out in about
thirty years at tho foot of the mountain. I do not know the width
of the Mer de Glace, but it seemed to be like crossing about two
seven acre fields. On the far side was a moraine which we climbed.
Then tho guide asked whether we wanted to go around le
Mauvais Pas.
1 to him: c n'aime pas les Mauvaises Pas. Qu'est quo
e'est?"
He replied that it would bo no worse than to go back over the
i Mer de Glace and that after getting to the other end we would have
a good road back to Chamounix. We knew the difficulties behind,
we did not know those in the front, and wo went ahead, trusting
to Providence nnd a French guide. What the Swiss have named a
"Bad Path" was, as may well bo imagined, not a very enticing or
comfortable route. It was a narrow and irregular ledge running
across the face'of an almost perpendicular mountain. It hung over
the Mer de Glace,' far below, and was perhaps three hundred yards
In length. It would havo been impossible but for the fact that an
Iron rod had been fastened in the face of tho rock about shoulder
high which could be grasped with the hand, but sad to relate there
was a gap in the middle where the rod had been broken away. There
were places where the water trickled ncross the path and mndo it
slippery. At such places Asbury E. Irwin, who was with us, got
down on his hands nnd knees, regardless of trousers. I told tho
Frenchman he would have to help me, and to take Mrs. Pcnnypackcr
to tho other end and come back. Presently ho returned, but on
getting around an edge of the rock thero I found her clinging to
the rod and looking down upon the sea of Ice. I had had n wrong
conception of the length of the Mauvais Pas. Sinco that arrange
ment would not work, I sent him ahead to her and took care of my
self. We presently reached safely Lo Chapeau, a hut at the other
end of this path, and with no further adventure save that n cow
came sliding down the mountain and nearly fell on us, wc got to
the hotel after dark tired enough. From Chamounix we crossed the
Tcte Noir to Martigny in a barouche. The road zigzags over tho
great viountain and is just about wide enough for n single team.
In fact, the carriage was at times so near the edge that I preferred
v alking behind It to riding in It. At a hotel on the top n yard had
been made large enough for the teams meeting there to pass each
other and the drivers had to time their movements accordingly.
By some mischance on this porticulnr day there was a misfit and
they met on the road. The teamsters swore at each other for an
hour, but that failed to solve the difficulty. Finally they joined to
gether and held some of the wagons up on the mountainside until
t..c others passed.
At Villcncuve we saw the Castle Chillon, with its dancing hnlls
above and its dungeons below, and the little island of Chllde Hnrold
in the lake, and, getting on a boat, crossed Lake Geneva lengthwiso
to Geneva. From there we went by rail across France to Paris.
Irwin took us to n modest hotel, the Bergcre, whero our bill for five
days, including some wine, was only 118 francs for both of us, or
$23.60. At the Louvre from the fifteen miles of paintings La Glo
conda smiled upon us, and we then went to Versailles where, apart
from the palace with its historic interest and the gardens with their
beauty, were two paintings which impressed me. One represented tho
Battle of Sedan. On a crest stood in lifesize an officer oft" in the
distance was a little smoke. It was the artist's idea of a battle. Tho
other picture told the story of the surrender of Cornwnllis nt York
town to the French fleet. Washington had nothing whatever to do
with it. I had grown up under nnother impression, but still perhaps
it is well to modify these early impressions. I said to u man whom
I met in the street in Pnris:
"Pouvez-vous me dire ou est l'Eiffel Tower?" emphasizing the
first syllabic in Eiffel. He looked at me in blank nmazement. After
a long conversation he said:
"Vous penscz au tour Eiffel?"
"Oui monsieur." Then he pointed out the way.
Wo went to the opera, where Mrs. Pennypacker had a great
struggle to retain her cloak with a French woman who insisted upon
taking it awny as she talked at the top of her speed, but in the end
American grit prevailed. The French people, as I saw them at their
work, impressed me as being rather bright and cultivated than
earnest and strong. They seemed eager to finish their tasks and
get away to the concert gardens. Amusement appeared to bo a
motive in life. Wc had crossed the ocean and the Zuyder Zee nnd
Lake Geneva without being seasick and the English Channel had
no terrors for us. On our way to London we took the long route
from Dieppe to New Haven. As we got on to the mean, creaky and
overloaded little boat I overheard the skipper say to a woman who
had a six-year-old child with her: "Madam, if I were you I would
take that boy downstairs and put him on his back in a cot." It was
an ominous suggestion. The channel was in bad shape. A trip
usually 'finished in two hours on this day required six. Everybody
was seasick. The floor of the saloon was filled with groaning women.
On the deck where I was I saw a deckhand thrown flat by a toss
of the sea. I paid a couple of the seamen to take Mrs. Pennypacker
below and I abandoned her to her fate. Sitting on a camp stool I
steadied myself by clutching a staple driven into the wall of tho
saloon and, cold, sick and miserable, let the sea beat over me as it
willed. Thrusting my hand Into my overcoat pocket to warm It up
I found there, occupying the space, n pound of confectionery bought
in Paris to eat on the voyage. I threw it with disgust into the sen.
One poor woman who sat near me by the rail nbsorbed salt water
apparently by the pnil full nnd I never offered to help her. All the
while tho boat strained and quivered nnd creaked nnd nobody cared.
It was so crowded that the men were forced to rcmnin upon deck
with tho beating sea for solace, nnd ns the hours rolled by and
the darkness of the coming night came over them not a word was
uttered. It was nn experience worth n trip to Europe.
England and Home
We stayed in London about n week nnd put up nt the Charing
Cross. We rode on top of the omnibus nnd watched with interest
the tangle of cabs in Thrcadnccdlo street, Wc stood on London
Bridge, went through St. Paul, saw the grave of Milton nnd the
bit of the old Roman wall, nnd attended n service in Westminster,
where tho beauties of '.c prnycrbook were mouthed in a way I
could not appreciate- ' When I asked who broke off tho fingers of
Qutcn Elizabeth I 'was told it was done by Cromwell and his raga
muffins, which I did not believe. I said to u girl who waited upon
us in a dining room nbout three squares away:
"I suppose you go often to Westminster?"
"Do you mean the Habbey?"
"Yes."
"I 'nvc never been in tho Habbey in my life, i don't often get
away from 'ere, and when I do I 'ave other places to go besides
the Habbey."
On ono slub w only tho name "Charles Dickens." No more is
needed. We went through Windsor Castle, saw the Burnham
Beeches and the yew of Gray'.s Elegy at Stoke Pogls.
At the Tower the room in which tho jewels wero kept was
closed. Tho tall flunkey with the big hat and a most gorgeous cover
ing for clothes refused to open it. A brilliant thought occurred to
me and I produced the letter from Blaine, tho American Secretary
of State. The scheme worked beautifully and ho opened tho door.
The consequential piece of red tape egotism assumed, however, that
the letter was written to him, personally, and ho deliberately pro
ceeded to put it in his pocket. Then I was in trouble. However, by
the use of persuasion and even threat I finally recovered my crcden
tials. Wc went to Hyde Park in a cnb and were refused admittance
unless wo should get out und wnlk. Only the equipages of gentlemen
were permitted in the park.
From London we vent to Coventry, where we found the Craven
Arms, n real old-fashioned inland English inn. Intending to re
main but a few days, I sent my trunk through to Liverpool, where
wo intended to take th.2 City of New York for our return home. I
said to tho baggage master:
"Have you no system of checking baggage?"
"No."
"How do you identify the owners?" I inquired.
"We never have any trouble."
I gave him some money. He tore oft" a slip of newspaper on
which he wiote his initials and gave it to me and promised that
he would see to it that I should find my trunk in the baggage room
in Liverpool.
Coventry is a most interesting old town, though Americnns go
to Leamington in preference, redolent with the memories of the
Lady Godiva, mystery plays, tournaments in which knights-errant
in the days of chivalry fought for the favor of fair women, Sher
wood forest with its tnlc.fjpf Robin Hood nnd his merry men, battles
of kings for their thrones, and in later days of George Fox, the
Quaker. Here may be seen the walls and gates which shut out the
enemy nnd stranger, ancient tapestries, curiously built houses and
the thrco spires which impressed Tennyson. We drove to Kenil
worth, rich in traditions, but found little there save the merest
remnants of n ruined castle, and n field of oats the half of which
appeared to bo Canada thistle. This thistle, protected by tho
hedges, has overrun the whole island and must be n serious draw
back to agriculture. At Leicester Hospital we were shown some
needlework attributed to tho unfortunate Amy Robsart. Wc in
spected Warwick Castle, with its portrait of Henry VIII, and, sinco
my lineage has been traced to tho kingmaker, with a faint reflection
of proprietorship. At Stratford we saw the birthplace of Shakes
peare, a house insignificant and mean in all of its suggestions. The
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Samuel .PennypackerQ
One of Governor Pen'nypacker's bookplates. It represent a 'vy
tile. Pannebakker means, literally, "tile baker," with the .
motto, "My seal ia a tile," which in German makes a j,$
good pun. ;.
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wood which had been removed from above the famous inscrfptleBife)
"LONG LIVE THE KING" .
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A Human Story of Child-Desire, Court
Intrigue and Love, the Latest Novel
At Liverpool I went to the man in charge of the baggage roeM Ju
and soucht mv trunk. He looked over his books and said he ItHW.
nn riwnrd nf it TTi nf. mim nvcr tbn hullfUnir vrha hunted ftftA &"
returned reporting that it could not be found. 'St
"You must find it," I said, with some indignation. "We leave $ ,
in the boat for America tomorrow and I must have mv trunk." Y. '
"Perhaps it is in the lost department," said he. -$.t
"Perhaps it is," I responded. s&
He and I, with some assistants, went to this place, a huge car-t"-'
vansarv filed with tho nroncrtv ot other unfortunate. A BeaMM.'it
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of half nn hour, while Mrs. Pennypacker sat in dismal patience ia ,-,''
the depot, failed to reveal it. tJ1
"I can do no more," said he.
"I believe that trunk is over there in the building from whlcKiil
we started," I replied, "and I will find it myself. That fellow im jjy
London impressed mo as being reliable nnd he said he would see to .?
it that I should find it there. I believe ho did." jf'J
Then down in the cellar, far back in u corner, I found imy- i'l
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trunk. Then, from the figures on it, the baggageman was able to ,.
trace the entries in his books. The incident illustrates the regulta.4' :
of the plg-headedncss of the English in refusing to adopt a system"
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demonstrated. Un the Ctfj of New i ork 1 met Richard Croker,C.i
the head of the Tammany Club in New York, a silent man whe';
cave me succession oi crcat iorce. . u;
"Did anybody ever tell you that you looked like General Grantf- 'Vj
I inquired.
"Yes." he reDlied.
Another time he said to me : "I like your man, Quay. I .awfrl
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llici nun uuk & wiiurv tic iuudi uc mum ui mail fv4
One of the most agreeable features of the European trip Is HmW A
Kat.ivn A f f liavfnrp linaTi fnA linnn c1a nnrl vAiAtnMA M..M..fe.M & ".'" i
find yourself again where you may eat lima beans,' corn, sTreeiiij''
potatoes and tomatoes has its satisfactions. Three months areV-? 'I
long enough to be nway. To untangle the twisted threads of meawKi''
ory confusing the ill-digested content." of museums and art galleries -C,
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By MARY ROBERTS RINEHART
CorrrHM. HIT, by Mrr Kotxrti Blnthut nd the Public Inciter Cofaipmy.
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CHAPTER V Continued
T WAS rather nn nwful book. On Satur
days tho Klnf? looked it over nnd demanded
explanation!!; "Tor untidy nails, live marks.
A Kentleman tieer has untidy nails, Otto.
For objecting to winter flannel?, two marks.
Humph! For pockctlna sugar from the tca
truy. ten marks, Huirrph! For lack of at
tention durlni! religious instruction, Ave
marks. Ten off for sugar und only fle for
inattention to nllglous Instruction! What
lao you to say. sir?"
I'rlnco Ferdinand William Otto looked at
Nlkky und N'lltky looked back. Then Ferdi
nand William Otto'H left eyelid drooped.
Nlkky was astounded. How was he to know
the treasury of strange things that the
Crown Trlnco had tapped the previous after
noon? But, lifter a glance around the room
Nikky'a eyelid drooped also. He slid tho
paper wad Into his pocket.
"I am afraid His Royal Highness has hurt
your eye, M. Puaux," said Miss Uraithwalte.
Not with sympathy. She hated tutors.
"Not nt all," said the unhappy young
man, testing tho eye to discover If he could
tee through It. "I am sure His Royal High
ness meant no harm." M. Puaux went out
with his handkerchief, to his eye. He turned
at the door and bowed, but as no one was
paying any attention to him he made two
bows. One was to Hcdwlg's picture.
While Oskar. his valet, put the Crown
Prince Into riding clothes, Nlkky and MJss
Uralthwalte had a talk. Nlkky was the only
person to whom Miss Uralthwalte really un
bent. Once ho had written to a friend of
his In China and secured for her a large box
of the best China tea. Miss Uralthwalte
only brewed it when the Archduchess made
ono of her rare visits to the Crown Prince's
opartment.
Hut Just now their talk was very serious.
It began by Nlkky's stating that she was
likely to see him a. great deal now, and he
hoped she would not And him in the way. He
had been made aide-de-camp to the Crown
Prince, vice Count 1-ussln, who had resigned
frin account of illness, havlng'been roused at
daybreak out of a healthy sleep to do It.
Not tha Nlkky said Just' that. What he
really observed was, 'The King sent for me
last night. Miss Uralthwalte, and and asked
me to hang around."
" Thus Nlkky, of his sacred trust! None
the less sacred to htm, either, that he spoke
lightly. He glanced up rit the crossed swords
and his eyes were hard.
And Miss Dralthwalte knew. She reached
over and put a hand on his arm. "You and
I," she said. "Out of all the people In this
palace, only you and I ! t The Archduchess
hates him. , I see It In her eyes. She can
never forgUe him for 'keeping the throne
from Hedwlg. The court? Do they ever
think of the boy, except to dread his minor
ity, with Mettllch In control? A long; period
ot mourning, a regency, no balls, no gayety
that la all they think of. And whom can
we trust? The very guards down below,
the sentries at our doors,how do wa know
they are loyal?"
i "The people love him," said Nllfky dog
gedly. "The people! Sheep. I do not trust the
people. I do not trust any one. I wateh, but
what can I do? The very food we eat "
"He is coming," said Nlkky softly. And
fell to whistling under his breath.
Together Nlkky and Prince Ferdln4nd
William Otto went out and down the great
marble staircase. Sentries saluted. Two
: flunkies in scarlet and (old threw open the
Jar
LIEUTENANT NIKKV LARISCH
doors. A stray dog hat had wandered into
the courtyard watched them gravely.
"I wish," said Prince Ferdinand William
Otto, "that I might hae a dog."
"A dog! Why?"
"Well, it would be company. Dogs are
very friendly. Yesterday I met a boy who
has a dog1. It sleeps on his bed at night."
"You havo a good many things, you
know," Nlkky argued. "You've got a dozen
horses, for one thing."
"But a dog's different." He felt the differ
ence, but he could not put It Inti words. "And
Pd rather have only one horse. I'd get better
acquainted with It."
Nlkky looked back. Although it had been
the boaBt of the royal family for a century
that It could go about unattended, that Us
only danger was from the overzeal of the
people In showing their loyalty, not since
the death of Prince Hubert had this been true
In fact No guards or soldi ers accompanied
them, but the Becret police were always near
at hand. So Nlkky looked, made sure that a
man In civilian clothing wap close at their
heels, .and led the way across the Square to
the riding school.
A small crowd lined up and watched the
passing of the little Prince. As he passed,
men llftedT their hats and women bowed. He
smiled right and left, and took two short
steps to one of Nlkky's long ones.
"I have a great many friends," he said
with a sigh of content, as they neartd the
riding school. "I suppose I don't really need
a dog."
"Look here," said Nlkky, after a pause. He
was not very quick In thinking things out. He
placed, as a fact, more reliance on his right
arm than on his brain But once he had
thought a thing out, it stuck. "Look here,
Highness, you didn't treat your friends very
well yesterday."
"I know," a'd Prince Ferdinand William
Otto meekly. But Prince Ferdinand William
Otto had thought out a defense. "I got back
all right, didn't I?" He considered. "I( was
worth It. A policeman shook me l"
"Which policeman?" demanded Nlkky In a
terrible tone, and In his fury quite forgot the
ragging he had prepared for Otto.
"I think I'll not tell you, If you don't mind.
And I bought a fig lady. I've saved tho legs
for you."
Hcdwig's New Costume
Fortune smiled on Nlkky that day. Had,
Indeed, been smiling dally for borne three
weeks. Singularly enough, the Princess Hed
wlg, who had been placed on a pony at the
early age of two, and who had been wont
to boast that she could rldo any horse In her
grandfather's stables, was taking riding les
sons. From 12 to 1 which was, also sin
gularly, the time Prince Ferdinand William
Otto and Nlkky rode in the ring the Prin
cess Hedwlg rode also. Rode divinely. Rode
saucily. Rode, when Nlkky was ahead, ten
derly. To tell the truth. Prince Ferdinand Will
iam Otto rather hoped this morning that
Hedwlg would not be there. Thero was a
difference In Nlkky when Hedwlg was around.
When she was not there he would do all
sorts of things, like Jumping on his horse
while it was going and riding backward In
the saddle, and so on. He had once een
tried Jumping on his horse as It galloped past
him, and missed, and had been awfully
ashamed about It. But when Hedwlg was
there there was no skylarking, They rode
around and the riding master put up Jumps
and they took them. And finally Hedwlg
would get tired and ask Nlkky please to be
amusing while she rested. And ho would
not lie amusing at all. The Crown Prince
felt that she never really saw Nlkky at his
best.
Hedwlg was there. She had on a new
habit and a gardenia In her buttonhole and
ehe gave Nlkky her hand to kiss, but only
nodded to the Crown Prince.
"Hello, Otto I" she said. "I thought you'd
have a ball and chain on your leg today."
"There's nothing wrong with my legs." said
Prince Ferdinand William Otto, staring at
the new habit. "But yours look rather queer."
Hedwlg flushed. The truth was that she
was wearing for the first time a cross-saddle
habit of coat and trousers. And coat and
trousers were forbidden to the royal women.
She eyed Otto with defiance and turned an
appealing glance to Nlkky. But her voice
was very dignified,
"I bought them myself," she said. "I
consider It a perfectly modest costume and
much safer than 'the other."
"It Is quite lovely on you. Highness." said
Nlkky.
In a stilt chair at the edge of the ring
Hedwig's lady In waiting sat resignedly. She
was an elderly woman and did not ride. Just
now she was absorbed In wondering what
would happen to her when the Archduchess
discovered this new freak of Hedwig's. Per
haps she would better ask permission to go
Into retreat for a time. The Archduchess,
who had no religion herself, approved ot It
in others. She took a soft rubber from her
pocket and tried to erase a spot from her
white kid gloves.
The discovery that Hedwlg had two per
fectly good legs rather astonished Prince
Ferdinand William Otto. He felt something
like consternation.
"I've never seen any one else dressed like
that," he observed as the horses were brought
up. (
Hedwlg colored again. She looked like an
absurdly pretty boy "Don't be a silly," she
replied rather sharply. "Every on does it.
except here, where old fossils refuse to think
that anything new can be proper. If you'ro
going to be that sort of a king ulien you
grow up, I'll go Roincwhero elso to live."
Nlkky looked gloomy Tho pio?pect, al
though remote, was dreary. But, as tho
horses were led out, and ho helped Hedwlj?
to her saddle, lip brightened. After nil. the
future wus the future, nnd now was now.
"Catch me'" said Hedwlg, und dug her
royal heels Into her horse's ll.inlH. The
Crown Prince climbed Into his s.iildlo and
followed. Thoy wero off.
The riding school had been built for of
ficers of the army, but was now used by
the court only. Hero the King had ridden
as a lad with young Mettllch, his close
friend even then. The favorite mare of his
later years, now old and almost blind, still
had a stall in the adjacent royal stables.
One ot the King's last excursions abroad
had been to visit her.
Overhead, up n great runwny, wero the
state chariots, gilt coaches of Inconceivable
weight, traveling carriages of tho post
chaise periods, sleighs In which four horses
drove abreast, their panels painted by the
great artists of the time; and ono plain lit
tle vehicle, very shabby. In which the ioal
children of long ago had fled from a Knr
nlan Invasion.
The Carriage Workers
In one corner, black and gold and for
bidding, was the Imposing hearse In which
the dead sovereigns of tho country wero
taken to their long steep In the vaults under
the cathedral. Hood, bad and Indifferent,
one after the other, ns their hour came, they
had taken this last Journey In the old cata
falque and had Joined their forbears. Many
they had been men or iron, men of blood,
men of flesh, men of water. And now they
lay In stone crypts, and of nil the lino only
two remained.
One and all the royal vehicles were
shrouded In sheetH, except on ono day of
each month, when the sheets wero removed
and the public admitted. But on that morn
ing the great hearse was uncovered, nnd
two men were working, one at the uphol
stery, which he waa brushing. Tho other
was carefully oiling the wood of tho body.
Save for them the wide und dusky loft was
empty.
One was a boy, newly come from the coun
try. The other was an elderly man. It was
he who oiled.
"Many a king has this carried," said the
man. "My father, who was hero before me,
oiled it for the last one,"
"May It be long before It carries another!"
commented the boy fervently.
"It will not be long. The old King falls
hourly. And this happening of yester
day "
"What happened yesterday?" queried the
boy.
"It was a matter of the Crown Prince."
"Was he ill?"
"He ran away," said the man shortly.
"Ran away?" The boy stopped his dusting
and stared, open-mouthed.
"Aye, ran away. Grew weary of back
bending, perhaps. I do no know. I do not
believe In kings."
"Not believe In kings?" The boy stopped
his brushing.
"You do, of course," sneered the man, "be
cause a thing Is, It Is right. But I think. I
use my brains, I reason. And I d,o not be
lieve in kings."
Up the runway cam sounds from the ring.
THE STORY THUS EAR
, FERDINAND WILLIAM OTTO, Crown Prince of Livonia, tired of suffering
in the royal box at the grand opera, decides with all the cunning of his eight
regal years to escape, l'ost the ARCHDUCHESS ANNUNCIATA, his aunt,
and under the encouraging glance of his cousin HEDWIG the heir to the throne
stealthily gains the stairway. A wild burst of speed carries him through the
doorway and into the crowded street. There, alone for the first time in his
life. Otto purchases a "fig lady" that tastes so good despite the fact or was
it because ol it? that it was prohibited on account of germs.
The Crown Prince sees the world, finally landing in an American scenic
railway, also prohibited because of the danger, where Bobbie, the son of the
proprietor, acts as bust tn the unknown guest.
GENERAL MUTTLICH, Chancellor of the land, confers with the dying
KING FERDINAND II, the Crown Prince's grandfather, while messengers and
armies search in vain for the missing boy. Late that evening the runaway returns
and receives a firm word of advice from the monarch. Then it is, after Otto
is sent to bed, that Mettlich warns the King of the dangers that beset the land.
Revolution threatens in all quarters.
NIKKY LARISCH, a young lieutenant in love with Hedwig, but who
because of his lower station loves in vain, is appointed by Mettllch and the
King as the Crown Prince's personal bodyguard. Young Otto, despite his
btatlon in life, is just a boy and commits an offense for which MISS DRAITH
WAITE, his governess, makes a record in a special "conduct book."
the thudding of hoofs, followed by a child's
shrill, Jojous laughter. The man scowled.
"Listen'" he nald, "Wo labor and they
play."
"It has always been so. I do not begrudge
happiness."
Hut the man was not listening
"1 do not believe In kings," he said, sul.
lenly.
CHAPTER VI
THE CHANCELLOR PAYS A VISIT
T1II3 Archduchess wus halng lea. Her
boudoir was a crowded little room.
Nlkky had once observed confidentially to
Miss Uralthwalte that It was exactly llko
her all hung and furnished with things th.ft
were not needed. The Arcluluchvs.s liked ft
because It was warm. The palace rooms wero
mostly large nnd chilly. She had a fire there
on the warmest days In spring und liked to
put tho coals on herself. .She wrapped them
In pieces of paper so she would not soil her
hands.
This afternoon she was not alone. Loung
ing at a window was tho lady who was In
waiting at the time, the Countess Ixschek.
Just now sho was getting rather a wigging,
but she was remarkably calm.
"Tho last three times," the Archduchess
said, stirring her tea, "ou have had a soro
throat."
"It Is such a dull book," explained the
Countess.
"Not at nil, It Is an Improving book. If
you would put your mind on It when you
are reading, Olga, you would enjoy It. And
you would learn something besides. In my
opinion," went on the Archduchess, tasting
her tea, "you smoke too many cigarettes."
The Countess yawned, but silently, at her
window. Then she consulted a thermome
ter. "Ulghtyl" she said briefly, and coming
ovr sat down by the tea table.
The Countess Ischek was thirty and ery
handBome In an Insolent way. She was sup
posed to be the best-dressed woman at the
court and to rule Annunclata with an Iron
hand, although It was known that they quar
reled a great deal over small things, espe
cially over the coal fire.
Some said that the real thing that htld
them together was resentment that the little
Crown Prince stood between the Princess
Hedwlg and tho throne. Annunclata was not
young, but she waa younger than her dead
brother, Hubert. And others said It was
because the Countess gathered up and
brought In the news of the court the small
Intrigues and the scandals that constitute life
In the restricted walls of a palace. There Is
a great deal of gossip In a palace where the
King Is old and eery thing rather stupid and
dull.
The Countess yawned again.
"Where Is Hedwlg?" demanded the Arch
duchess. "Her Royal Highness Is In the nursery,
probably,"
"Why probably?"
"Sho goes there a great deal."
The Archduchess eed her, "Well, out
with it," sho said. "There Is something
seething In that wicked hraln of yours."
The Countess shrugged her shoulders. Not
that she resented having a wicked brain. She
rather fancied the Idea. "She and young
Lieutenant Larlsch have tea quits frequently
with His Royal Highness."
"How frequently?"
'Three times this last week madame."
"Little fool!" said Annunclata. But she
frowned, and sat tapping her teacup with
her spoon. She was Just a trifle afraid ot
Hedwlg and she was more anxious than she
would have cared to acknowledge. "It Is
being talked about, of course?"
The Countess shrugged her shoulders.
"Don't do that!" commanded the Arch
duchess, sharply. "How far do you think
the thing has gone?"
"He Is quite mad about her."
"And Hedwlg but th Is silly enough for
anything. Do they meet anywhere else?"
"At the riding school, I believe. At least.
Here a maid entered and stood waiting at
the end of the screen. The Archduchess An
nunclata would have none ot th palace flunk
ies about her when she could help It. Sh
had had enough of men, ehe maintained. In
the person ot her late husband, whom she
had detested. So except at dinner she was
attended by tidy little maids, tn gray Quaker
costumes, who could carry tea trays Into her
crowded boudoir without breaking things.
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"His Excellency, General Mettllch," satd
thM mntd. 4
The Archduchess nodded her august na4 jil'ii
nrl Id. n.U .U..I..A.1 S . .. tm V. r ' I
m... ...w luaiu iciiicu. uu uvvay, uiga, aia4 vyrf. ':
the Archduchess. "And you might," she uf. al'i
gested grimly, "gargle your throat" ,&
The Chancellor had passed a trouble? U
night. Being old. like the Klnsr ha reaulra . i?-
little sleep. And for most of th tlaMt''
between one o clock and hta rUlnr fimti. a t ,"
Ave he had lain In his narrow camp bedandV1'
wiuuKni. ne nan not connaea an nil jrajMOi ,r
Mettllch and Annunciate XfV
Evidences of renewed activity on the fcartjg.
nf tVitx Tprnrlala uera rnenv Tn . m"Vs
w viiwtii twd iiinn;i it .iq ti
month two of his best secret agents had dl.z i
appeared. One had been found th df, ('
h.fn-. alahk.yl In n !...!. k& nkani.&llAS.I
l,B,t BAn 11.A ItAflt. art linnlan aa n .ll.t " " '
It was not of the dead man that Qenera! -Va
Mettllch thought It was of the other. TM ,
dead tell nothing. But the living under 'or-;'' ,
ture tell many things. And this man Hackl.vS
young as he was. knew much that waa vital'?!',; .
tnm tli& WA-blnv m9 Vi& saahI aanvliia Aha' t9
names of the outer circle of twelve, knew!
codes and passwords, knew, too, th wart,
ot the palace, the hidden room alwaya reaa-!
ior emergency, even me passage mai ia r; 4u
devious ways, underground, to a distant pat .'..' 43
At Ave General Mettllch had risen, exer.fW '
clsed before an open window with an oH"'-"
pair of Iron dumbbells, had followed thto, ,
w 1th a cold bath and hot coffee, and had ton ,'i-'
to early mass at the Cathedral. And there.'-V
on his knees, he had prayed for a little hol):-; ''
tie was, ne said, getting oiu anu innrm. anf 3
he had been too apt all his life to rely tin Mat'-1
own right arm. But things were gttlngvj;
rather difficult He prayed to Our Lady for' .
Intercession for the little Prince. He felt hv.e
his old heart that the Mother would under-Vi.
stand the situation and how he felt about It -J;':
And ne asked In a general supplication, an.?
very humbly, for a few more years ot'llt.' ,,
Not that life meant anything to him per-,;-'
soaally. He had outlived most ot those h?(
idvvu. xiui umi ne uusni serve me iins,i
and after him the boy who would be Otto IX, '
He added, tor fear they might not under
stand, having a great deal to look after, tttatr
ha had earned all thts by many years of
alty, and besides, that he knew the altual
better than any on else.
He felt much better after that Esi
as at the moment he rose from his knees
Cathedral clock had chimed and then at!
seven. So now he entered the boudi
the Archduchess Annunclata and th
ess went out another door and cl
behind .her, Immediately opening lt'al
men. tjyi
ine wnancenor stroae arouna tn I
scratehlnr two tables with his sword
advanced, and kissed th hand, of the'!
cess Annunciata. iney were om c
and therefore always very poltt t
other. The Archduchess orierea him
ot tea, which h took, although sh
made very bad tea. And for a few
they discussed things. ,1. i
Thus: the King's condition; th r
Ine of th Place with trees: and th
bringing out th Princes Hilda. whv
Hill )! llV BtltWIIwuiM. C
But the Archduchess suddenly '
business. She was an abrupt onoa,
now, General." h said, "what UU.V
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