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But she did not speak, and the old man went on: "I am not angry! No, mein Gott, no! I only want my little girl. Anything to have her back, my baby, my little baby girl, gone these sixteen years! My little baby!" "Yes, but she wouldn't be a baby now," broke in Jenny. Von Barwig, about to speak, stopped suddenly. "Of course not; I never thought of that!" Then he shook his head violently.
He was half-way down the aisle when the opening words of my address caught up with him and stopped him. Whatever their meaning may have been, it was at least carried to the far ends of that great hall, for the old fellow had piqued me a bit and I had given my voice its fullest volume. He crowded into an already over-occupied pew and stared at me with goggling eyes. "Mein Gott!" he gasped.
Ever hurriedly and more hurriedly she repeated this performance two or three times, and then proceeded to shake and wring the out-door clothing which she had worn that morning. "Gott!" she broke out at last, "mine Gott! mine Gott! it don't stands." And she began to peer about the floor with eyes not yet quite adjusted. Morris easily recognized the symptoms.
"Gott sei dank," says the woman, with shining eyes, "we owe nothing and pay no rent, and are never more hungry." Down the street a little way is the cottage of one who received the first prize for her garden last year. Fragrant box hedges in the plot. A cow with crumpled horn stands munching corncobs at the barn.
"What is it, dear? he asked, humoring her. "Do you understand German? Oh, of course, my student; but this is a sad old song; students don't sing such things. These are some of the words: 'Beh te Gott! es war zu schoen gewesen. I wish " "It is a miserable song," he said lightly; "forget it." She disengaged herself from his arms and sat down.
"Traitorous villain! sell his king and his country for gold!" "Mein Gott, yes." "You're sure it was fifty guineas, corporal?" "Mein Gott, yes." "Ah, well, Mr Vanslyperken, we shall see," said the widow, drying her eyes. "Yes, yes, Mr Vanslyperken, you shall be hanged, and your cur with you, or my name's not Vandersloosh." "Mein Gott, yes," replied the corporal.
Never in the history of the world had an unarmed, untrained mob prevailed over such a body of disciplined troops. The very thought was madness. And yet Hark! That roar of voices in the Public Gardens! What is it? A band playing in the distance? Who ordered a band to play? German officers shout harsh commands. "Back!" "Stand back!" "Stop this pushing of the crowd!" "Mein Gott!
"Ach Gott!" exclaimed Max Graub, as he dipped the pen anew into the vital fluid from a woman's veins "I write my name, Madame, in words of life, thanks to your condescension!" "True!" she answered, "And only by your own falsehood can you change them into words of death!" Signing his name 'Max Graub, he looked up and met her searching gaze.
"Either shoved him overboard, or taken him with them, I suppose," cried Coble. "Well, it's a nice job altogether," observed Spurey. "Mein Gott! yes," replied the corporal; "we will have a pretty story to tell de admiral." "Well, they've rid us of him at all events; I only hope they'll hang him." "Mein Gott! yes." "He'll have his desarts," replied Coble. "Got for tam! I like to see him swing."
"Der Teufel!" gasped the little old gentlemen, turning pale, dropping their pipes, and putting down all their right legs from over their left knees. "Der Teufel!" groaned they, "Dirteen! Dirteen!! Mein Gott, it is Dirteen o'clock!!" Why attempt to describe the terrible scene which ensued? All Vondervotteimittiss flew at once into a lamentable state of uproar.
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