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Updated: May 8, 2025
On the morrow, toward nine o'clock, Hans Goerner, the rural guard, having been ordered to bring the prisoner to the town house for another examination, repaired to the cooler with four husky daredevils. They opened the door, all of them curious to look upon the Will-o'-the-wisp. But imagine their astonishment upon seeing him hanging from the bars of the window by his necktie!
I must be going." The servant went out and the rural guard was not tardy in coming. He was directed to take me to the ruins. While the burgomaster proceeded gravely toward the hall of the municipal council, we were already climbing the hill. Hans Goerner, with a wave of the hand, indicated the remains of the aqueduct.
Why?" "Because I should like to see them." "You know that we have a meeting of the municipal council, and that I can't accompany you." "Oh! I can find them by myself." "No, the rural guard will show you the way; he has nothing better to do." And my worthy cousin, having rapped on his glass, called his servant: "Katel, go and find Hans Goerner let him hurry, and get here by two o'clock.
The Third Party promises to do both. This is precisely the sort of stuff paid Nazi agents in the propaganda division are ordered to disseminate, and this is the man Father Coughlin and Congressman Lemke picked to direct their campaign. It was a Nazi agent, Ernst Goerner of Milwaukee, who spread the story, aided by anti-Roosevelt forces, that Frances Perkins, Secretary of Labor, was a Jewess.
"This reversed vault forms the pavilion well enough; the under side of the steps makes the covering of the tympanum, and the winding of the staircase the cochlea, the labyrinth, and vestibule of the ear. That is the cause of the murmur which we hear: we are at the back of a colossal ear." "It's very likely," said Hans Goerner, who did not seem to have understood my observations.
I rejoined Hans Goerner, who was now waiting for me at the edge of the pit. "Now, sir," cried he, "where would you like to go?" "First, let's sit down for a while. We shall see presently." I sat down on a large stone, while the rural guard cast his falcon eyes over the village to see if there chanced to be any trespassers in the gardens.
Master Petrus Mauerer and humble Kasper then went out. The weather was superb, the stars innumerable. While the shepherd went to knock at the rural guard's door, the burgomaster plunged among the elder bushes, in a little lane that wound around behind the old church. Two minutes later Kasper and Hans Goerner, whinger at his side, by running overtook Master Petrus in the holly path.
The story received such wide publicity that she had to issue a public statement giving her birth and marriage records. Goerner is one of the important Nazi agents in the Mid-West.
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