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A sorrowful face in repose is his, and when he appeared on Hans von Wolzogen's Ueberbrettl, or sang at the Munich cabaret called the Eleven Hangmen, his songs he composes at times Ilse, Goldstück, Brigitte B, Mein Liebchen, to the accompaniment of his guitar, there was a distinct individuality in his speech and gesture very attractive to the public.
"They say it's to be the mightiest array of princes and generals gathered at Zillenstein in a hundred years," said Ilse. "So I hear," said John. "And you may be called from the stable to serve in the castle. The man who rode the horse of Count Pappenheim may have to carry a plate and a napkin." "One can but do his best." "But it will be a great scene.
"We were standing on the edge of the lower terrace when you sprang into the saddle. We were sure you would be killed." "But we were glad you were not," said Ilse. "We were pleased when we saw you riding the great black horse directly back to the castle. Do you mean to stay here all the time?"
Alvays de luck mit you, Cabtin!" "An' whatt ilse? . . . Sure, if I hadn't struck a bilt of calms an' had more than me share of head winds off the Horn, I'd have given ye a day or two mesilf!" "Ho! Ho! Ho! Das ist gut!" The green boat rocked with Schenke's merriment. He laughed from his feet up every inch of him shook with emotion. "Ho! Ho! Hoo! Das ist ganz gut.
And, as he looked, half remembering, the old pains of long ago, fierce and sweet, furiously assailed him, and the blood stirred horribly as he heard the Call of the Dance again in his heart and tasted the ancient magic of Ilsé whirling by his side. Suddenly he started back.
"His Highness, Prince Karl, remembers them well," said Ilse. "But not better than the young Count Kratzek," said Olga. "Nor better than Count Pappenheim." "And yet they're going to send her away." "It's because the generals and princes are coming for the great council and they wouldn't have more to fall in love with her."
On her way home she had seen a boat on the water, and had run as fast as she could to the shore, and called with might and main after old Ilse, who was in the boat. But she had taken no notice of her, not even once to look round after her, but had motioned her to be gone.
None was readier than he for light words and airy compliments, but nothing that he said permitted either of the trim young Austrian girls to think that he might become a lover. "I think, Herr Johann," said Ilse, "that you have left behind in Lorraine a maid whom you love." "It may be so," said John vaguely. "I saw one in Metz whom anybody could love." "What was she like?" asked Ilse, eagerly.
Under this head we may consider the demands of all seasonal work, ... as also the special rush season in shops before Christmas." Night Work of Women in Industry. Reports on its Importance and Legal Regulation. Preface by Etienne Bauer. Night Work of Women in Industry in Austria. Ilse Von Arlt. Jena, Fischer, 1903
"Sur-re, Oi know'd ye wuz didn't Oi see ye go undher th' logs wid me own eyes? An' didn't th' jam go rippin' an' tearin' into th' rapids? An' c'd on-ny man live t'rough th' loike av that? Oi know'd ye wuz dead till Oi seed Creed. Thin Oi know'd ye wuzn't. But Moncrossen don't know ut nor on-ny wan ilse, ondly me.
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