can."

"Oh, yes, Pixy will be all right, but my beautiful, bright gold-piece
which--"

"Have you begun to sing that old song again?" exclaimed Franz. "You have
been robbed of your money, and you are robbing us of pleasure!"

"Oh yes, you can talk of pleasure, but I--"

"Listen, my boy," said his aunt, "worrying will not bring your
pocketbook back, and you must not lose this beautiful afternoon in
grieving; but go out and see something of the city. My old friend and
cousin, Gotfried Braun, is coming to go with you and will point out
places of interest. He knows them all for he has lived in Frankfort all
his life, and will give you the history of them."

"I am real glad. I love to see and hear of historic places," said Paul,
and he had scarcely finished speaking when the old gentleman stepped in
and was greeted as a loved friend.

"All the young people of his acquaintance call him Uncle Braun, and I
think he will be pleased to have my boys call him that, will you not,
cousin?" she enquired, turning to the old man.

"I certainly will, and now let us set out, for we have much to see."

"Can I take Pixy, Uncle Braun?" asked Fritz.

"Yes, you can take him, for we are not going into any buildings to-day,