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There is some one up-stairs with your cousins, who wouldn't like to be surprised by the Spaniards. Go up. I know from Captain Van Duivenvoorde what a gallant young fellow you are." "From Herr von Warmond?" asked Nicolas eagerly. "Tell me! what brings you here, and who are you?" "One who is fighting for your liberty, a German, Georg von Dornburg." "Oh, wait here, I entreat you.

The intoxication passed away, and as she saw him standing before her with out-stretched arms and sparkling eyes, she shrank back, a feeling of intense loathing of him and her own weakness seized upon her and, instead of throwing the book aside and rushing to meet him, she tore it in halves, saying proudly: "Here are your verses, Junker von Dornburg; take them with you."

Kind, gracious Father in Heaven, grant him every happiness, every blessing, but save my peace of mind; let him go, and lead him far, far away from here." The tavern where Georg von Dornburg lodged stood on the "broad street," and was a fine building with a large court-yard, in which were numerous vehicles. On the left of the entrance was a large open room entered through a lofty archway.

I can bear it to-day." Half Leyden had followed the brave captain's coffin, and among the other soldiers, who rendered the last honors to the departed, was Georg von Dornburg. After the funeral, the musician Wilhelm led the son of the kind comrade, whom so many mourned, to his house.

His critical observations, happily blending with the historical review, shed a revealing light upon this famous ruler and her reign. It is January, 1744, and the commandant of Stettin, Prince of Anhalt-Zerbst zu Dornburg, is keeping New-Year festivities at his castle of Zerbst, when suddenly couriers from Berlin, couriers from St. Petersburg, throw everyone into wild commotion.

"Do you know whom I met on the stairs?" "English soldiers." "Of course, but among them Junker von Dornburg." "He called on me. A handsome fellow, whose gayety is very attractive, a German from the evangelical countries." "Leonhard's best friend. Don't you know? Surely I've told you about him. Our guest at Jacoba's wedding." "Oh! yes. Junker Georg.

"Do you know whom I met on the stairs?" "English soldiers." "Of course, but among them Junker von Dornburg." "He called on me. A handsome fellow, whose gayety is very attractive, a German from the evangelical countries." "Leonhard's best friend. Don't you know? Surely I've told you about him. Our guest at Jacoba's wedding." "Oh! yes. Junker Georg.

"Of course I'm at your service. Let us go; have you the notes at home?" "No, Herr von Dornburg, I have just taken them to the ladies; but early to-morrow morning " "There will be a rehearsal early to-morrow morning! The jug is for me, Jungfer Dortchen! Your health, Colonel Mulder! Captain Huivenvoorde, I drain this goblet to your new standard and hope to have many a jolly ride by your side."

Henrica accompanied him to the stairs to see Georg once more, but as soon as she heard his voice, turned defiantly away and went back to her sister. The musician found Junker von Dornburg engaged in an eager conversation with Nicolas. "No, no, my boy," said the German cordially, "my way cannot be yours." "I am seventeen years old."

With a hasty movement she raised her head, looked steadily into the young man's handsome face and said with dignity: "You see only the exterior, Junker von Dornburg; three years have made many changes within." "Junker von Dornburg," he repeated, shaking his waving locks. "I was Junker Georg in Delft. Very different things have happened to us, dear lady, very different things.