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Show , A STORY OF BISMARCK. Bismarck -was a man of Iron will. Austria, Denmark, France and the German parliament all had occasions to recognize this quality in the great atatesman; so, also, did the landlord of a house In Frankfort, where, as Prussian representative in tho diet, Bismarck lived. This landlord was a particularly sulky and tight-fisted man. One day Bismarck asked that a bell be put in his room, so that be should not be obliged to shout for his servant ulien he wanted him. The landlord declared, curtly that Le would ro to no such expense; that iE was entirely the lodger's affair. A few days later tho Inmates of the house were startled by a succession succes-sion of pistol shots coming from Bia-marck's Bia-marck's room. The landlord, imagining all kinds of fearful diBRsters, rushed to tho room from whloh the 1 shots had come. Trembling with fear be threw open the door. There, to his astonishment he beheld Bismarck, quietly reading some papers, with a smoking pistol beside him. Without looking up Bismarck Bis-marck asked quietly: "What can I do for you?" Tho quaking landlord managed to stammer. "What has happened?" "Nothing," Bismarck replied in the same even tone. "I was merely caning can-ing my servant." " When ho returned from a walk that afternoon Bismarck found that a bell had been Installed in his room. Washington Star. |