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The IMIlbeirdlir of the
By O. HENRY
Illustrations by Martin Justice
I (;) s)llmetimes into the licrli le an,
ruturant called Old Munich. Not lon
ag, it was a resort of interesting lohe
mian>, but 11mw only artists and musicians l
literary filk fre(luent it. But the I'ilner i
vlet good, and I takmesome diver ion frlom th
nverIsation of \v-liter Nu. 18.
r- ForI mall ve:; the customer of ()I (
l aunich have accepted l
tc hite place as a faithful
c pl from the ancient itt"
SGerm'an town. The
big thall with its 1m lv
rafters, rol s of im-
pI'prted steins, portrait
iif ( Gethe, and -erses
pointed on the walls
he-tral aed into (Ger-
malln from the original
r ! the Cincinnati -
r (' seems atmos-
pherically correct
w hen viewed through
litl( bottom of a glass.
But not long ago the
lproprietors added the l
r(om above, called it
the Little Rlhein-
ch11los, and built in I
a stairwtv\-. Ip there
n ,'as an imitation stone
! parapet, ivy-covere 1,
;Ilid the walls were
paited to represent
depth and distance,
with the Rhine win1- .. , il ,
inllg at the base of the
einexarded slopes, and thlecastie of i;hr cn
brcitstein losing directly opposite the en-
tranle. Of course there were tables and
i hairs; and vouu couldI have beer and food
iroi, ught \.(ou. a u iVi naturally would on11 the
tlop of a castle on tile Rhine.
1 lut these things liiu have seen, or \ill see,
S if x nle john's will rea is right, and you ,get
- that long-desired trip to l New IIIrk.
d I went into Old Munich onIe afternoon
s iihen tllhere were few culltomerl, and sat Iat
e my usual table nemr the staivl. I Nwas
shocked and almost displeased I perceive
1 that the glass cigar-case bh the orchestra
stand had been
gnashed to smither-
eens. I did not like
thing to happen, n in
()Id Munich. Noth-
ing had ever happened
ltere before.
-\\litler No. IS came
II btl ]reathed Ion my
' nck. I way his yl
4a gitI utright of disc ver .
built like a corral. It
-,as full of ideas,
w hich, when he opened
a : lhc gate, came Ibud
a. df ling out like a 11ock
4. of sheep that might
]D' 7 (get together afterward
or might not. I did
not shine aS a shep-
herd. \s a tx pe Eight-
cen flited nowhere, I
lid not find out if ihe
haxd a na tionality,
ince, hobb6, soul,
1 . .\. preference, home, or
-,te. Ile only came
always to my table and, ais long as his leisure
would permit, let words flutter from him like
swallows leaving a barn at daylight.
" Ho did the cigar-case come to be broken,
Eighteen ?" I asked, within a certain feeling of
personal grievance.
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ICr , - ' 1' '1381