Evening Star Newspaper, April 6, 1932, Page 23

THE EVENING STAR. WASHINGTON, D € MARTINS SUMMER sy Vich Boum INSTALLMENT XXITT HE rain never stopped. One day | Martin found a piece of bread | and a little bowl of curdled milk | in his hut. Matz, without say- | ing a word, had brought him half his poor-house rations. For Matz, | little as he was in his baggy leather breeches and his muddy boo had a soul like one eise, and he had his thoughts, and his devotion w0 Martin was as sound and sweet as a hazelnut tn his 6-year-old little heart. But after four days Martin was at the end of his tether. He erept from his hut with shadows under his eyes and a pinched face. He feit cold and turned up his collar; and then he went off to Schwoisshackel's. Un- obtrusively he swallowed down soup with pieces of bacon and dumplings in it. and then, purcly from an un- easy conscience, he entered on a little flirtation with Vesi. Vesi neeced litile invitation to sit down on the bench be- side him. Her pump red checks grew redder, for she had been keen on the| swimming instructor long enough. She couldn't deny that he t I ncy But when Martin announced ihat| this time, too, he had no money, she gave a start and moved away from him @ little. But she recovered &t once and put_her arm round his neck “It’s all right—with a man like you Herr Heil,” she said tenderly Tomor- row, for sure?” “If it's fine weather,” Martin replied, | and went out Fine weather was all he waited for mow. He waited no l:nger for his millions, nor even for a letter from May. “I've got something to tell you, Herr Heil,” Vesi whispered two she pulled him into a dark pas hind the dining room The has made a fuss. He wen't give y more credit. Iam not to more till you've paid up.” “Oh, I see. Yes, of course. Martin said, standing there mindedly and hunched up a littie to ease the cramp in his stomach. “I'd be 80 glad to help you,” she said shyly. But Martin went away without an- swering. He returned to his hut. Through the rain, he took his medal of silver and went with it to the village silver- amith behind the squars. But he could not even get an offer for it. For a iong while he stood in front of a cher’ shop and sharpened the pangs of hur ger by gazing at the sausages. Then he asked Herr Birndl for an advance. But Herr Birndl was in a bad humor—and with reason. He had the new twins to vide for. He had mortgage intercst pay. He had had the bathing estab- Right,” ebsent- TO GUARANTEE FRESHNESS, | chocolate which he crammed )Iunm’fiv:rd his shirt lishment painted in hope of a fine | Summer. Now the rain was washing off | the paint before he had paid the bill. | The season was nearly over. The vis- itors were melting away. Every evening there were fresh departures. | “Good. Very well.” said Martin. | In the evening he turned up his collar and went to the station to wait for the bus that brought the visitors down irom the mountains. “Can I carry anything for you?” he asked two elderly ladies. The ladies consulted a long whi'e in the rzin before intrusting him with their bsggage. Martin car- ried it as far as the platform barrier. He was not allowed farther. The ladies grumbled their disappointment. They put a wet 20-groschen piece into his hand. Martin made a dash for the automatic machine at the station en- trance and took out two thin slabs of into his mouth. His arm throbbed strangely. If he had had the money he would have bought some jodin. Three days later he crept to Schwois- shackel's and called Vesi out to the dark passage where there was a smell of beer barrels. His knees shook with hunger and exhaustion. He felt no better than a miserable tramp. He ex- plained the situation he was in owing to the incessant rain. He could stand it no longer. He told her about his prospects and the letter he expected | from Herr Meyer and the millions to | come from the non-inflammable film. He felt like a swindler while he did so. He put himself between Vesi and the door and held her fast and implored her. Vesi found his excitement_infectious. She comforted and consoled him and stroked his hair. She was nearly as tall as he was, a big, strong girl who could kiss him right on the mouth when she stood in front of him. Sud- denly she came to an impulsive resolu- tion. “I can't manage it in the dining room. The landlord is on the lookout But if you could wait in my little room T'd bring you someihing there,” she murmured, and guided Martin round a corner of the passage. Vesi's powerful legs preceded him up a ladder. It was pitch-dark at the top, and he was push- ed onto a bed that smelled of the fresh straw of a peasant's mattress. Vesi lighted a candle stuck in a bottle. Out- side the window there was a murmur of rain, and it could be heard, ico, on the shingle roof, stealing down in an incessant_whisper. “I’ll bring you something to eat in a moment,” she said, as she vanished down the ladder. Soon she reappeared laughing all over, and ladened with a EVERY CAN OF CHASE & SANBOR great plateful of fried sausages. She| had brought a bottle of beer, too, and | she set it all out tidily on a small table | whick: she pushed up to the bed where Martin sat bolt upright. Vesi watched him eat, and this was rather distress- ing, because he swallowed the food so voraciously. When he had drunk all the beer, his head felt dazed and heavy. It seemed almost as if the sausages, and Vesi, too, were only a dream like the market place and all the rest that he had dreamed of for nights past. He had a strange feeling in his hands. He felt as if they could get round great big, | | lumpy things, round giants of India rubber or anything of that kind. He had a dim recollection that as a child, n he was feverich, he had had this lumpy feeling in his hands and he rec- ognized it again “I am very hot,” he murmured. “Lie down for a litt'e now. I'm still busy serving, but I'll get done quick.” She took the empty plates and went with them down the ladder. The rain still came down Martin let himself sink back on the Jarge pillows and closed his eyes. There was a singing in his temples, but his thoughts escaped him. After a while he unloosed his collar, unbutton- and kicked off his wet he gave a violent shoes. Suddenly | shudder and crept drowsily under the | quilt cause his elbow hurt him every time he | and lay listening to the minI He put his arm out straight be- moved it and staring at the candle. An hour late he was asleep burning. Vesl gazed down at the young man. His fingers twitched in his dreams like a dog's legs and sometimes his face was drawn in a grimace. His fair hair had lost its brushed-back neatness and was now tumbling in dis- order. Vesi was touched by a maternal tenderness. She bent over him and carefully strocked back the hair off his Then she shook him by the er. gently at first and then more emphatically. Martin sighed and only slept the sounder. She stroked his face. It was hot “Poor boy—he's tired and half starved” she thought with pity. The candle had burned out when he finally awoke. As he felt for his shoes in the darkness, could hear the he { Vesi, asleep on the floo 1 throbbing, fumbled his der, but was able to d unseen. * x ok auline Mayreder was in a sad She saw Frauensee emptying but she could not tear herself away from the bathing beach and the swimming instructor. A kind of paral- ysis had laid hold on her rather short, ute person, a sickness, a rheuma- tism of the heart that might almost be called love. It made her restless—too today, too happy tomorrow. It pulled her this way and that. She was discontented and fretful. She was zealous over her exercises and took her plight rapidl 8§ COFFEE vhen Vesi came back. l The candle was still | coffee of late without sugar or cream. | Martin said with a very Hardly had the rain stopped before | Prau Mayreder put on her waterproof | and hurried to the bathing beach. When she caught sight of Martin, she | gave a slight start “But you don't look at all well.” she sald, as she fixed her eyes upon his drawn, pinched face. “Oh, I am very well, indeed, thank you.” answered Martin, who could not bear to be pitied. There was rain in the ice-cold wind, and the bathing beach had a forbidding and dreary air. “You're surely not going te bathe in this weather?” he asked in astonish- ment | “Yes, I am,” she said heroically | Martin went in a temper to his hut | and changed into his bathing costume | and cloak. Frau May for her part arrayed herself in h flounced silk costume, though her flesh crept and the wind whistled “I want you to teach me the ‘crawl’ Herr Heil,” she was suddenly inspired |to say. She saw days and days of swimming lessons in front of her, day after day of swimming lessons in the company of Herr Heil. Her knees | trembled with cold | “The crawl—well, yes—why not?” bad grace. He had to get out of his bathing cloak to show her the strokes, first in the air, and then in the water. His arm hurt every time he lifted it from the water. “There, that's how it goes,” he said, as he climbed up the steps, and, taking the rope, he lowered Frau Mayreder into the comfortless lake, brimming now with water from the glacier streams. After three minutes, during which she did everything wrong, and suffered indescribable tortures, Frau Mayreder, who was not at the best of times fond of the water, had had enough. It was too much for her. The waves broke over her head; she was half drowned and utterly exhausted. When, after dressing, she hoped to ap- her troubled heart by ten min- conversation with the swimming instructor, she found he had vanished. He had gone straight to the office to draw his 30 groschen and thence into the town to buy some bread. (To Be Continued.) e . The official American cemetery at Brookwe near Woking, England, owned the United States Govern- ment, contains 400 1o 500 graves of American war dead. REDUCED RATE $3.50 New York Plainfield and Elizabeth SUNDAY, APRIL 10-24 Washington 12 midnight m. Returping_leave (Liberty St.). Sunday Mond '$3.00 Philad<lphia $3.00 CHESTER $2.75 WILMINGTON "$6.00 Pittsburgh McKeesport or Braddock ; RDAY. APRIL 23 Washington 4 inday Lv. De edo 6:45 p. m. EXCURSIONS Fares Shown Are Round Trip £1.50 Harpers Ferry. $2.75 Hancock $2.00 Martinsburg. $3 Cumberland. SUNDAY, APRIL 24 Leave Washington 9 a. m. Re- turn same day. 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