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"Really," said he, "this is a very capacious stocking." It was not full yet, and he emptied into it another pocketful. "This is remarkable!" said he, stopping in amazement, "it is as roomy as a meal-bag. What an extraordinary foot that little boy must have!" Santa Klaus' clothes are all pocket pretty much, and he emptied the contents of a third into the stocking, which was still not full.
"Ah! you see," cried the king, "that while beating you, they could but think of the many times you had conquered them." "They shall think of this again, father," said another soldier, raising himself with great pain from the ground. "Wait until our wounds have healed, and we will repay them with interest." "You are wounded, Henry?" said the king. "Yes, your majesty, in the arm." "And old Klaus?"
"Take off your cap to a pack like that!" grumbled Klaus; "why, only look how puffed up they behave, and yet everything they've got they've stolen from us others. Or what do you suppose can you see if they've got their summer seeds in the earth yet?" And he glared contemptuously down the street.
The artillery captured by the Constitutionalists had had the breech blocks removed to render them unserviceable; new ones, however, were made in the shops at Cananca by a German mechanician named Klaus. In the summer, Urbina captured the city of Durango, annihilating the Federals. The city was given over to loot and the greatest excesses were indulged in by the victors.
So Little Klaus crept up into the out-house, where he lay down, and made himself comfortable for the night. The wooden shutters over the windows were not shut at the top, and he could just see into the room. There stood a large table, spread with wine and roast meat and a beautiful fish. The farmer's wife and the sexton sat at the table, but there was no one else.
When at length we reached the outspan I asked the Hottentot, Klaus, who was assisting me to drive the team, where his master was, for I could not see him anywhere. He answered that he had gone back down the kloof to look for something that had fallen from the wagon, a bolt I think he said. "Very good," I replied. "Then tell him, if we do not meet, that I have returned to the camp."
How the wind whistled in my ears as you threw me from the bridge into the cold water! I sank at once to the bottom; but I did not hurt myself for underneath was growing the most beautiful soft grass. I fell on this, and immediately the sack opened; the loveliest maiden in snow-white garments, with a green garland round her wet hair, took me by the hand, and said! ''Are you Little Klaus?
'This will put Big Klaus in a rage when he hears how rich I have become through my one horse; but I won't tell him just yet! So he sent a boy to Big Klaus to borrow a bushel measure from him. 'Now what can he want with it? thought Big Klaus; and he smeared some tar at the bottom, so that of whatever was measured a little should remain in it.
The little girl who slept in the chintz-curtained bed was the only person who knew of his existence, and she never mentioned him, even to her old nurse. She had made his acquaintance one Christmas Eve, as she lay awake, trying to keep her tired eyes open long enough to see Santa Klaus come down the chimney.
Then he had made a short experiment with theology, but found that worse still; and finally, having discovered that engineering was at any rate an honest trade, he had come to anchor at the Technical College. "What do you say to that?" asked Klaus. "I don't see anything so remarkable about it." "Wait a bit, the cream of the story's to come.
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