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For tlle companion.
THE PROVING QF FRANZ,SEIBEL.
Ix EIGHT CllAl"I'r:rls,-(‘lhll-. I.
on the Sonnet-lherg.
solterino and ltlonte Carlo were strolling lci- ahruptly, uwhst u-as it, Elise, lllut llcrr csni.
surcly along, nibbling the grass hy the roadside, pt-lrer said to you, when he heard you sills: -‘
and occasionally shaking their longears in lazy
satisfaction.
donkeys, and models or propriety.
They had not always been such
it world worse elf thltn we are; hilt the little
mother ought to be better oir, ntul thou"-
sently upon the beautiful lnhn.
n. fool to think of a.nythin,'.,' ltut tllo little mother!
Sollerino and Monte Carlo Wore‘ anslvorutl, with a merry liI.ll'.'ll.
“Then what?" asked Elisa, still gllzillg Ill><
““’ell-I was tllilllring-ltllt. llcvor mind! I'm
You and I can get along well clltlll<,:1l.“
“Of course we cant I don't want any-
thing more than I llavo. I only hope we
can keep the violin. 0 Franz, do you
think We ought to sulltlte violin P“
There was an ardent appeal in her
voice that Wasfalnilinr enougzll to Franz,
tor whenever this great sat'Iili(‘e was
spoken of, it seemed to arouse lilise to the
strongest assertion of alnlost the only
great desire she hatl. 1-‘mnv. smiled now
as he spoke, and did not atlt.wor, and a
long silence followed. [it lllht Franz
looked up suddenly luul nslted, u little
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good God, she had her Illlluly I-‘rullz, rltlrrn years
old, and Elise, thirteen years, uhu was ahio to
help when the school Illtl not (><‘t‘Il]Iy her time;
hut Frau SciheI'9 lite, after all, vino so Very
ditTorent from what it I ti lM‘('lI once, that it
brought many hardships.
She had been the (‘hcrlsllud II.'lIlKll(l‘l’ of an aris-
tocratic family, and in her youth lllld been stir-
rounded with luxuries; hut tllt‘ll lnul (‘tulle sor-
rows. Her mother had died; llrr father, led into
loolish speculations in Auloru-nu lniucs, had lost:
nearly all lus large wt-altll, and after a year or,
grief and disappointment. he, too, llictl.
A little property was loft, hut it “as vol-y little; .
(1 poor Marie u-ss so sorrouiul and wretched,
that lvllen the young niusic uinsler, Goon’; Seihel,
urged her to become his u- -, it II(:('tIIII] not runny
words to Win her COIlS(‘l)t.
Then one would llllvo llmlI;:llt that Ill might
have gollu well with the yollln; pair; but it was
not to he so. Aftcrlllotirlllrcc years there was
on old man. also a niusit-inn, uho route to Iodtza
ill the saute house lllth Illclll. Ila was attached
llya lnsligustittel-er. Gc<il';: wtltclltul hy hiluto
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No.1. SIXTEEN PAGES.
No. 41 TEMPLE PLACE.
strong saddle 1hr lllullto rurln, and in the summer
EVCIIITIES could Ont’)! earn a little on the S('llll'ciz-
erhor Quol hy glyillll the t-lliltlren rides. solrerino
and Monte were uell lsllowll hy the throngs or
people In the lmtt.-ls, and were (><‘t'asionally sought
or to talvte a 0
heights near the town.
spared trout the shop tor lllitt, Elise would go
with the donkeys. it “ill easily be seen, IltCl'B<
tors, thllt straits milrllt hare been worse than they
were in Frau $4.'ilsil's ctitli’lL.'c; lltll. Franz lollzed
to see lllclll lllllcll hotter, “fur the salsa u( the little
“Well, I am llstcnilltz. 1 nuts hocn ihr ten
lllinntcs, and I can't hear l:Il)Illlll1,'lIi.Itl..llE blue-
lllrd over there in the lilllslws. Are you going Io
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uxo," said Franz. “I was going to talk to you
very seriously at-out your singing and-and nhollt
the old Violin. Now if we should sell that, per-
haps we could nltlvo to n new Crltnlge, and you
could no to the Cotlsortutory, too.“
“O Franz. hmv splontlid that would he‘.
should so like to Lmko lL’h5t>llH tllcra, lrut"-
“Yes, I know what you are lzoiniz
’ to say. You'd nllllcr have the old
Oh, I
peaceful, contented boasts as they
now appeared, for Soiferino had re-
oeived his historic name on account
at the prolonged and desperate
struggle hy which slone his temper
had been subdued,-a battle that
hurl required on the part 0! his hrst
master is Napoleonic genius tor
strategy and celerity,-‘while Monte
Carlo had gained hl nuine train it
disposition ruilll ike the
tables of that
vrlmra his mastct‘ had lived WIIDU the
entertaining annual mine into his
possession.
But now they wore model donkeys.
or course, on occasion, solroritlos
heels wollltl tly out even yet, in
nlldllen detelice of his asilline rights,
nntl Monte Carlo, or Monte, as he
uas oiteu more simply called, would
ralmly lie down beneath his rider,
and lift up his "dice in mellitluous
pmtcst against further progress.
At such times or open rebellion or
extrome conservatism, the human
tempera, against whith the demon-
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violin to plny on than learn to sitlgz.
You hue it. nut I tell you, I-‘.lise.I
lllillh lllulllcr Wullld have let me sell
it ltlil'..' R110 ll ll llildn't been that
lsther ltcl.'L'c<l her to hoop it tar us,
it she ptv.-sillly could. I suppose he
tlloujzlli that I would he likely to use
it more than you uouhl.
“Illlt you scorn In hate Ill the
Illh-llt in that line. I rntl‘tet'cu play
it ‘t;us'-l rp! You lillow hull‘ it is,
‘ :. .; er ;-..ut.
Iluz llilh lllonltl litllin, you Iutlk up
so ]lilL nly, or you [:0 and get it
and play Ml, that it sluays cllds hy
our r-nyiu, (I we.-lr, or next
nlulllll, or next st inter, hut not now.’
You littlo lIIiM’lIi(‘l', you upsct all
my ]lIRlllllll;,'l"
“IVA-ll," allrwcrod Elise, “I (‘an‘l
play till any other violin so well as
on lllllt. It you want to make me
real (‘I talk about selling it. But,
OI ctvllroc, ll" llI(lIlI(’I' n('edlt"-
““1 mn go on it little longer,"
nllslvered I-‘rttllz, “hut be nlaking up
your lnlnil to it, young lady."
Elitso amso with a sigh; hut as she
ran duu u the ;(l’t‘l'lI slope, dis-daiuiug
tho AllKl(‘: ill the road by which it.
stratiou was made, were sorely tricli. -
But these incidents were faw in the
rather monotonous axistenca or the
little beasts, and ordinarily the qundrupctht Could
be depended upon quite as much as the hipeds
with vl'l.lom they were associated.
The Contantnlent and satisfaction of which we
have spoken, as apparent in these animals, were
due largely to the utter rorgctiulness or their ex-
istence by their young master.
lls lay at run length upon the grassy slope or
the hill-side, up which tho road wounll in many
curves. [Ia had even forgotten that the IrI',:uIs, at
present slung over Solfel-ino's lunch, on,-gilt to have
been feeding the ovens at the I"l'enr‘h lltlltury in
Lucernu I haltrhour ago. Yet it was Ilcillltf lnere
idleness nor the lovely prospect hetore him that
made Franz Seibel M) forgetful of duty-l1 rare
fault with him, for he was usually more cure-
taliing than boys are at his age.
A young girl sat at his side, gazing with tlrcllllly
eyes over the distant lake, while her hunlls pulled
tho grasses.
“I'm thinking of it all the time, I)li>(‘," stlitl
Franz. “I Can‘t hear to see her‘ holdillg her hands
in pain, and Hotel‘ saying a u-ord to us shout it.
And when she wraps her Ells‘H1'l Bllllll her, and
goes out or the house to gct,l1 little or the sun-
IIXIIID, it menu as if] (‘ouldlft wait 3lll‘Illll‘.I' day in
move into some ultnniur ct-lingo, like that or the
Slackers don-tl yonder."
wish it might he," answered I-Ilisc, with a
sigh. “But I don't see how it can he, at lra
until you ran cnrn nlnru wages in the shop, and 01
mnrsta illlll. can't he llnlil your time ls (ml. '
glad of one thing; we're not so poor as we nllght
he. The wages are pretty gmxl lot it hay; and
then the donkeys help a good deal with tho (ingots,
and now and then the tourists."
“Oh yes," answered her brother. ““"‘ "HEM "0
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Illa twellticth time you're asked um, and I believe
you've got Ilcrr Caulpttrcr'e xmrdtl hy Il(‘lll’[ try
this time. Nowsltythcm. I'll pinrh you, it you
don't!"
“The most honorable Iicrr Diroctar (‘tllllparcr
was gracious enough to ‘slty that my little sistcr
Elise must he caretul other voim, not sing too
lunch in the open air, and be tnltgllt hull‘ to sing
in tho best manner. Ell, Ill’ 5 I. , was that
what he said? And did you not Ivllhill, and drop
ll wurtcsy, and feel just us pmllt "
“I'll pluch you, anyway, tllnro!" was the an.
swcr, and Elise rualde a sudden attack on not
hrother that soon destroyed his n5SIlIllt‘l.I tliguity,
and prevented the colitinnslinli or his fonnal
spcech.
Suddenly Franz seized his sister by huth her
sluulltiors, '
“Now listen to me," he said; lint then he re-
lnaincd silent a long time.
Ilvrr Caruparvr, the Director of the Conserva-
tory of Music, had chanced to puss lrllcn Elise,
the neck prt:l'it)lls, had been alsllirlz the house
lintn in tho clear Waters of the IIIBIHS, and sing-
llI,'( at her work. lie hurl stopped to listen to her
rare voice, and then had spoken to ln-r rt-ry nctlrly
as Franz had quoted in polnpolut tunes‘,
The words or the great mall, llllllrllintrly rcpvirtcd
llt hollle hy Elise, had given fresh clllpllnsis to the
tllollgllts that Franz had long (‘llorielled for Elitle.
As he lay now at full length on tho lzrrlss, ho
dreamed amllll 0! Elisa‘: Illtllm. llllt this was
only an altlhltlt-ll. Real needs must Grist he met.
Yet there WM (nr greater want in sunny houle.-l
in Lllcerlle than that which assailed tho llotllo of
the Scihels at the foot. 0! the S0llIlk‘lllK‘l’[E.
Frau Sclbol was poor lndocd, hut, thanks to the
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the end. Just llcforc tluath rattle, the old man
culled his young Iriulld tn his l>(‘tl:lxlL‘, and tuuhly
[lmsscd into his hands llll "lullll.
“Keep it! imp it! It is rare," he said.
it uss indeed a tine nlll irlstrulllcnt, is genuine
GIlt'lnJ(‘t’lI.l!, tllollgll not the host or that (‘(‘lCl:n1iC4.l
manufacture. Two days lnlcr Gt:-org himself was
attached by the fever, and ill it noel: was dead.
Marie was In despair! What could she
do? Elise was is more huhy! The first my years,
though full or grief, wt-ro roruparntivcly easy;
but they soon exhausted tho littlo renlllnnt at her
fortune, and then came poverty.
But now I-‘mm. was gmvlillt: rilpitlly, and the
circutnslanoes nlillle llllll uuunro llcylllttl his years.
In tho last few months, IlItl4‘l!(l, nearly the whole
liurdcn of the family had mule upon him.
Tile nlothcr's daillty hligcrs, rxpcrt In the mnru
delicate kinda of sclvinlr, were d‘ ll ed with l'llL‘ll-
l atisul. She was not ill rvtllcru >0; she was al-
ways cllccrtul, it only tor the t-liildrctrs sake; hut
Franz saw the saducss of lwr llcarl, and know the
pain thilt silo slltlcretl. Ilo would think of no more
that ho could do than work on p.-llit-nlly in Master
Bnucr's shop, loarninc his truth‘, and on Sillllrtltly
afternoons gillhcr wood with tho donkeys tor Ille
bakery, that the ovens rIlit:llt he ltept going over
the Sunday.
Somctiuies, too, ml the tltlwl‘ tlnys or the week,
alter the work in the shop “us over, he tratllcred
ftlgols tor the cottage, or ttir flllllilios In the town,
and so earllctl A small slllll lll addition to the
wages paid hy ltlastcr IIEIIIVI‘.
IlI0llSlt‘lll‘ Illotillu, (ll Illl‘ II2IIxl‘I'y, owned the
donkeys, lint Frumt had the sole curve or them,
and used them as it they were his olnl.
By careful saving, he had secured an old but
clhnhol tho stoop ascent, she rrilled
o a uy sung, and em she disap-
peaml ill the Wooiltl lit-low, stood (or I moment
to finish the mug, tllcu waved her hand to her
hrothcr, and lnrnctl htnucu-urd.
Franz had stout] a lung while that lllonliug lie-
tore s yellow hill. posted on it fence in Luceme,
rt-etling thellnnollllt-ellimtl or it at concert to
be given l.y Frail Keller and others. It had
slirwd all his alnllitiona agtlill. “'hy could not
Elise hemllle a great t-illlrt-r, too? Why might
the not also heroine skilled in playing the rlolin,
like this man with tho hunt: Italian name on the
hill? -
Ilut he had turned away with I sigh,remem-
boring what his nlothor nus eccus-tolned to say,
when Elise plnysll so u-oiul.-rtully ; “All, it is the
spirit of the father in l-‘li><-!" and the father had
only been A poor ntllslv-it-rlrllcr. Now, as he lis-
tened to Elisdfs song, he llrongllt his flat down
upon the sod and suid: “She shall go to the Cone
scrvatory! She shall learn‘. I say it!"
“Hallo, old (allow! what are you pounding the
grass that way for P" rlimltcd a voice hehitld him.
“Lend rue Mellie Carlo, uitt ytlu. as you seem to
have no special use for lliln 7" and the speaker
shied a stone over tnu art! the unlitlellilimz I orltc.
It was Emil Slacker, vi ilh the pnlishod millistan
on his sllolllilor, ilbt. flllad from the cows on the
upper slope or the souuouln-in.
, ml, "Monte must no
c it r it to have hcen at the
bakery long ago. lleru, hlontsl soil.-rinol"
Tile dunitoys stnppml eating tor an instant.
without tilting the II(‘2It‘ or showing try any other
sign wllaIel't'r that their lllltstcr‘s urine hail reached
their long: ears. Then they ]‘lllClAll)' l1‘SIllll(‘tI their
lensnnt twupnlion. ‘
“Newer mind the bakery! Let old Blolino and
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