Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 9, 2025
Their faces brightened more and more, none belonging to them were dead. Suddenly Anna paused, and uttered a low cry, then looked at Father Buschman with a terrified expression. Perhaps the old man understood her, for he trembled a little, and his head fell upon his breast, but he raised it proudly again. Looking almost commandingly at Anna, he said, "Read on, my daughter."
"Did you mend them, my son?" said the king. "No, your majesty, Charles Buschman mended them, but I came along to say something to your majesty. You remember, no doubt, what you said when we returned from the enemy's camp near Kunersdorf, after the battle, when Charles Henry related so beautifully all that we had seen and heard.
Olive B. Swan, executive secretary of the State association, citizenship schools were arranged for in every one of the sixteen congressional districts. Miss Ames and Miss Lutie Stearns, two expert organizers, traveled through the State holding meetings and conducting schools. Mrs. Leighty and Mrs. Alfred Buschman assisted in this work. Mrs. English and Mrs. Clarke conducted all those in St. Louis.
And now, father, that I have seen you, and you know every thing, I will go to my room and take off this uniform, and become a peasant once more." He sought to leave the room hastily, for the amazed, horror-struck expression of his father was most disagreeable to him. But Buschman placed his hand so heavily upon his son's arm that he was compelled to remain.
But in this steady and indefatigable glance, there seemed to be a strange, attractive power, which the soldier could not resist. He raised his head involuntarily for a moment, and the sweet and noble face of Charles Henry Buschman was seen. "Fritz Kober," said he, "why do you gaze at me so, and why do you follow me?"
These men loved him they pitied his loneliness they told him of their own cares, their own fears and as he endeavored to console and encourage them, he felt his strength increase he was more hopeful, more able to bear whatever God might send. "We must be united in love," said Buschman; "we will help each other to bear the sorrows that may come upon us.
Charles Henry looked up from his work, and gazed at the pale, agitated face of his comrade; and as he did so, tears gushed from his eyes. "God forbid, Fritz Kober, that I should make you unhappy! I would rather shed my heart's blood to make you happy." "Hurrah! hurrah!" cried Fritz Kober. "If this is so, listen to me and answer me, Charles Henry Buschman, will you be my wife?"
Father Buschman placed himself at her feet, and several old men and women followed his example. The young people gathered around in groups, and gazed respectfully at the youthful girl, whose bright, beautiful face glowed as if lighted by the evening sun. The little boys, who had followed their parents from curiosity, were amusing themselves in turning somersets.
She was beloved by all, and all the village boys sought to gain her hand. For a long time she would listen to none of them, and flew in terror from those who broached the subject. How the youngest son of the old shepherd Buschman had finally won her heart, she did not herself know.
"Father," he cried, "do you not hear me? Can you " The old man did not really appear to hear him, for he walked toward the village justice with a quiet, unmoved face, as the latter advanced to meet him. "Friend," said Buschman, in a loud, firm voice, "I am fatigued with my walk; will you lend me your arm?" He leaned heavily upon the offered arm, and walked quickly onward.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking