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What should she say to her serene highness? What kind of courtesy should she make? At least she would wear no humble. servile air, for Gretchen was a hit of a Socialist. Did not Herr Goldberg. whom the police detested â€"did he not say that all men were equal? And surely this sweeping statement. included women. With a confidence horn of right and inno- cenve she proceeded toward the east r side gates of the palace. The sentry smiled at her. "You cannot enter the gardens with- out a permit.” Gretchen remembered. “Will you send some one to his excellency the chancellor and tell him I have come from N . 40 Emmet-wag?” “Krumerweg! The very name ought to close any gate. But. girl. are you speaking truthfully? Gretchen exhibited the note. He scratched his chin. perplexed. "I have a letter for her serene big!» 11958." she said. “Leave it." “I am under orders to give it to her highness herself." “Run along. If they ask me I‘ll say that I didn‘t see you." The semi-y re- sumed his beat. Gretchen stepped Inside the gates. and the real beauty or the gardens was revealed to her for the first timeâ€" strange flowers she had never seen be- fore. It was all a tairyland. There were marble urns with hanging vines and marble statues. A band grasped her rudely by the “What are you doing here?" thun- dered the bead gardener. “Be 011’ with ”How dare you touch me like that?" she cried angrily. Something in her glance cooled even the warm blooded Hermann. “But you live in Dreiberg and ought to know." “You could have told me without bruising my arm." defiantly. “Hermann!" Gretchen and the head gardener whirled. Through a hedge which di- vided the formal gardens from the tennis and archery grounds came a young woman in riding habit. “What is the trouble. Hermann?” she inquired. "Your hlghness. this young woman 1 here Dad the Impnuence to walk Into ; the gardens." 1 ”Has she stolen any flowers?” ‘ “Why, no. your highness. but it is i not customary.” ‘ "We. you and I. Hermann.” said her ¢ highnas. with a smile that worn} Gretchen on the spot. “will overlook 1 this first ode-nee. Perhaps this young 1 ‘--L kn- \ en eagerly. “Ah: You may go. Hermann." Hermann bowed. gathered up his pruning knives and scissors. which he had let tall. and stalked down the GOOSE GIRL .-..__ By HAROLD Ma’cGRATH ‘" yupâ€"r ~ Copmht. 1909. by the Robinâ€"Merrill Company (35%? The 319323253 ?" “In your presence. highness?’ aghast. “Don‘t bother about my pmence on a morning like this. Sit down." This was a command. and Gretchen obeyed with alacrity. The two sat mutely. They were strangely alike. Their eyes nearly matched. their hair. even the shape of their faces. They ‘were similarly molded. too. only one was slender and graceful after the manner of fashion. while the other was slender and graceful directly from the hands of nature. The marked dif- ference lay. of course. in their hands. The princess had never toiled with her fingers except on the pin no. Gretch- en had plucked geese and dug vege- tables with hers. They were rough. but toil had not robbed them of their natural grace.‘ ”How was she?" her highncss asked. “About the same. highness." “Have you wondered why she should write to me?" ed for the note and read it. and as she read tears gathered in her eyes. “Fol- low me.” she said. She led Gretchen to a marble bench and sat down. “What is your name?" “Gretchen. highness.” “Well. Gretchen. sit down.” Robinâ€"Merrill Company ABSILUTE SEBUBITY. I my way she would be housed in the palace. not in the lonely Krumerweg. But my fatbex: dew not know that she is in Dreiberg. and we dare not tell him, for he still believes that she had something to do with my abduction." Then she stopped. She was strangely should.” was Gretchen’s frank admis- sion. “She took me in when nobody knew who L was. clothed and fed me and taught me music so that some day I should not be helpless when the battle of life began. Ah." impulsively. "had making this peasant her confidant. What a whim! Gretchen did not move. She saw that her highnas was dreaming, and she herself had dreams. “Do you like music?” “Highness. I am always singing.” “La. la. la!" sang the princess ca. pricionsly. Her voice was not purer or sweeter: it was memly stronger. having been accustomed to the open air. ”Brava!" cried the princess. “Who‘ taught you to sing?” “Nobody. hlghnm” ' “What do you do?” “Neither mother nor father. Our lives are something alike. A handsome girl like you must have a sweetheart” Carte r’s Little Liver Pills; winter I work at odd times 1 Black Eagle.” “Tell me all about yourself.” This was easy for Gretchen: was so little. ' Gretchen blushed. “Yes. highness. I am to be married soon. He is a vint- ner. I would not trade him for your king. bighness." with a spice of bold- Her highness dld not take ofl'ense. Rather she liked this frankness. It was a taste of the old days when she herself could have chosen a vintner and married him with none to say her nay. She surrendered to impulse. “Gretchen. I do not think I shall marry the king of Jugendheit." Gretchen grew red with pride. “You love some one else. highness?” Her highness did not blush. “You must not ask questions like that. Gretchen." This was not understandable to Gretchen, but a locket the princess wore pleased her eye. Her highnqss, observinv .hnr inter-last. sliDDEd the trim om mm “WIS; ”Hizhmms. it was natural that I OURE SICK HEADACHE- Blast Bear signature of Soothe-Studio WW: 1a!” sang Gretchen. smiling. Genuine FBI DIZIIIESS. FDR IIUOIISIESS‘ FOR ”RP!!! LIVER. FOI BOISTIPM'IOI POI SALUIW SKIIL. FBI THE GDIELEXIOI In the tan and kct from her neck and laid it in Gretch- en's hand. "Open it," she said. “It is a picture of my mother, whom I do not recollect having ever seen. I will open it. for you.” Click! “For the man who is to become your husband?" “Yes. highness” “You shall have it tomorrow. Now. come with me. I am going to take you to Herr Ernst. He is the direktor of the opera. Be rehearses in the court theater this morning." Gretchen followed the princess. As her highness entered the Bijou thea- ter the berr dlrektor stopped the mu- sic. In the little gallery which served as the royal box sat several ladies and gentlemen of the court. the grand duke being among them. Gretchen sighed deeply. To have had a mother so fair and pretty! She hadn‘t an idea how her own mother had looked. Indeed. being sensible and not given much to conjuring, she had rarely bothered her head about it. Still, as she gazed at this portrait the sense of her isolation and loneliness drew down upon her, and she in her turn sought the flowers and saw them not. After awhile she closed the lock- et and returned it. The chorus and singers on the little stage exchanged smiles. “1 want your first violin,” said her “So you love music?” picking up the safer thread. “Ah. yes. highness." “I will give you an opera ticket for the season. How can 1 reward you for bringing this message? Don’t have arm false pride. Ask for something." “Well. then. bighness. give me an order on the grand duke’s head vlnmer for a place." pit. “Inmate 1t. Gretchen." commanded her highness, “and donft be afraid." Gretchen lifted her voice. It was sweeter and mellower than the violin. “Again!” the herr direktor cried. . Without apparent effort Gretchen passed from one note to anotner. now high. now low. or strong or soft; a trill. a run. The violinist of his own accord began the jewel song from “Faust.” Gretchen did‘ not know the wands. but she carried the melody without mishap. And then “I Dreamt I Dwelt In Marble Halls." This song she knew word for word. and. ah. she sang it with strange and haunting ten- derness. One by one the musicians dropped their instruments to their knees. All realized that a great voice was being tried before them. The hen- direktor struck his music stand'sharp- 1y. “Your higbness has played a fine jest this day. Where does madame your guat singâ€"In Berlin or Vienna?" “You have a great voice, trauleln. I shall teach you. I shall make you a great singer.” But Gretchen never became a prima donna. There was something different on the knees of the gods. HE grand duke stamped back and forth with a rumble as of distant thunder. They would play with him. eh? Well, they hadloosedthelion thistime. Hehad sent his valet to summon her highness and Herbeck. “And tell than to put everything “I have brought you a prima donna. Herr Direktor." pointing to Gretchen. Eérr Direktor showed his teeth. “What shall she sing in, your high- ness? We are rehearsing ‘The Boheo mian Girl.’ " he jested. highness. “Anton!" 1. youth stood up in the orchestral The berr direktor stared blankly from her highness to Gretchen and back to her bighness again. Then be grasped it. Here was (me of those moments. when the gods make gifts to mortals. “Try her voice." 'And the hen direktor saw that she was not smiling. He bade the violinâ€" ist to draw his bow over a single note. “In neither.” answered her highnas. “She lives in Dreiberg. and till this morning I never saw her before." “Now. your higbness.” said the hen AFFAIRS OF STATE. “Shall I weep and tear my hair over a boy I have never seen? No, thank you. I was about to make known to you this very evening that I had reconsidered the offer. I shall never marry his majesty." Herbeck explained the situation. “Your highness. tlie regent is really not to blame. for his majesty had giv- en him free rein in the matter. and. his royal highness. working as I have been for the best interests of the two countries. never dreamed that the king would rebel. The king has been gen- erous enough to leave the publicity in our hands~that is to say, he agrees to accept the humiliation of being reject- ed by. her serene thnau" “Why. father. I think it is the very: best thing in the world,” dryly. “An insult like this?" The duke grew rigid. “You accept it calmly in this fashion?" The answer on the chancellor’s lips was not uttered. Hildegarde came in. He embraced her and kissed her brow. “Read." said the duke to her. She slipped from her father’s arms and looked with pity at the chancellor. “What do you think of this. Hilde- garde?" "Well?" The query tingled with rage. Had he not oonosed it for months? and now, naviug surrendered against his better judgment. this gratuitous ar- front was ofi‘ered him. It was dumua~ ble. Ile smote the offending note. War! Nothing less. He was prepared for it. Twenty thousand troops were now in the valley. and there were 20.000 reserves. Berbeck came calmly in. “Why the devil couldn‘t you have left well enough alone? Read this!” The duke flung the note down on his desk. Hex-beck picked it up and worked out the creases. MARY JANE SANDERSON The death occured Sunday of Mary Jane Sanderson, wife of the late Ed- ward Sanderson, at the age of 75 years. Her husband predeceased her by four years. The deceased lady was born in Ulster, Ireland. She was mar- ried in Ireland, and several members He kneaded the note in his hand powerfully. It was anonymous. but it spoke clearly, like truth. The sender remained undiscoverable. of the family were born in Ireland. She came to Canada with her hus- EMBE@@@@@@@@@@@@E@@@@@@fl: EBB @E_E@@@@@@E@@@ BEE. (To be continued] OBITUARY The death occurred in Toronto on Sunday of Mrs. Thos. Smart. The late Mrs. Swart has one sister and two brothers living in Lindsay : Mrs. Frank Palen, and Messrs. Andrew and James Cain. There is also one broth- er, John Cain, in Niles, Mich. The death took place at Parry Sound on Thursday of Mr. Neill Ray brother of Mr. Duncan Ray, town clerk. He practiced law in that town for twenty years and was held in the highest esteem by the citizens. band and family in 1868 and settled in Darlington township. Durham! county. The family residence has‘ been in Emily, con. 14, lot 6. for the! past thirty years. She leaves to mourn her loss six sons and two daughters: Robert, Francis, Edward and Irwin, of Ops ; Albert of Lindsay ; Samuel G. of Em- t 11y ; Mrs.‘-Robt. White, of Emily and ' Mrs. John Brien, of Fenelon. ! - ......-.... .-.......... The funeral will leave the residence of her son, Samuel G. Sanderson, lot 6', con. 14, Emily, on Tuesday. after- noon and proceed to Dunsford ceme- tery for interment. Rev. W. G. Smith of Bobcaygeon will conduct the fun- eral ceremony. The deceased lady had a large cir- cle of friends, who sincerely regret her death. She was beloved by all who knew her, and had akindly dis- position. The sympathy of the com- munity is extended to the bereaved family. ' UNION OF THE PROTESTANT CHURCHES The late Mr. Bay has a son an An- glican minister in New Westminster, and a daughter a nurse at Ottawa. Toronto, April 6.â€"“It would be the greatest possible mistake for anyone to regard the resolution of Presbyter- ian Committee on Church Union as a backward step or standing still, or even as anything less than a strong and grateful holding of the substan- tial advance made and an hopeful and confident attitude to what must as- suredly fouow.” MRS. THOS. SMART. 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