The Northern star, and farmers' and mechanics' advocate. [volume] (Warren, R.I.) 1837-1849, 1841-07-17

pug CSoOoIto On tue onOutOoI, yes, my
son, there il is, il remains ior you 10 win
Rosa . favor and then il you complete Q
perfect cask, you will be master 10 the
trade, and shall be my son IN law. You
may then enter. the chair Of master sing
ers, and will doubt not become honored
also in that art"
Master Martins orders nov; increased
20 mcchthat he Was forced TO take two
new aptentices, skillul workman, bot
raw lads made rude by their long pit
grimag$ Instead Of pleasant cheerful
convers{tion, noshing WIS now heard IN
Master Martins chop but vulgar jests;
instead ol the dslicals songs OF Reginald
and Ftederic, nothie< but common rude
baiisde Rosa avo the workshop, 50
that RrlI 6io seldom nv her, and but
for moment at tims.. When he then
looked a. hor in sad anxiety, and sighed,
"ah dear Rosa, il / could only speak with
you, you were only so kidd as you
were in old times when Reginald was
with u.s." she would cast down her eyes
and say, shave you anything 10 say TO
me, dear Frederick" Unable from his
emotions to speak, Frederic would re.
main silent till the favorable moment was
gone, as a gIeam Of lightning appeors and
departs in the twilight, almost before it
has been seen.
Master Martin now insisted that
Frederic should begin upon his master
piece. He had himself selected the
most perfect oak wood, without The small
est vein or stripe, that had lam already
more than five years; no one was to
assist Frederic but old Valentine. More
and more labor now came upon frederic
ia consequence Of the faults OF the new
apprentices, and his sou! became more
and more oppressed when he thought that
this masterpiece would decide his fate tor
life. The strange anguish which filled
his soul when Master Martin praised him
for his faithful adherence 10 the trade,
grew more and more constant and decided.
He know he should disgrace himself in a
trade, against which HE soul, filled as. it
was with the love Of art, altogether re-
volied. Reginald, Rosa's image, was
never out OF his mind, but his lavorite art
appeared again before him 10 all its
glory.
Often when the bitter feelings Of his
sad fate came over him while al work, he
rushed under pretence Of illness, to the
Church Of St. Sebald. There he stood
hour after hour, looking al Peter Fls-
cher's wonderful monument, and then
would cry ou, convulsiveIy, "Oh the
glory Of imagining such work, Of CON-
pleling it, is there any thing on earth
more gIoriousi" Aud when he was
forced TO 90 back 10 his slaves and bis
hoops, and remembered that only in this
way he could win Rosa, then 1t seemed
as If his heart must be torn in pieces by
it's contrary emotions.
Reginald often appeared 10 him in his
dreams, and brought him singular pic
lures Of wonderful statuary, 10 which
Rosa's form iE mysterious manner,
sometimes as flower, sometimes as an
angel with wings, lowered over him. But
was wanting, and he saw lhst
Reginald, in drawing Rosa's figure, had
orgotten the heart, which Fiedoric would
then attempt to draw. Again il would
seem as il every thing was in motion; all
the flowers and leaves o! the picture sing
ing and breathing sweet airs, and the no
BILE metals showed IN sparkling mirrors
Rosa's image. As he stretched his arms
out 10 his loved one, the figures vanished
as in dark mist, and she herself, the
Rosa, was 10 his arms.
As this situation in the workshop be-
came moro and more painful from this
state Of feeling, he sought relief from his
old master, John Holzsceuer, who per-
mitted him to begin in his workshop
piece Of work which he had Designed,
and to provide the necessary gold and
silver, for which, he had been for a long
ime saving the wages he had received
rom Master Martin.
Frederic's countenance made il appear
probable that he was suffering from sick
'ess, so that he had almost entirely alb
en,ed himself from the workshop, and Z
non,hs passed withou, his doing any thing .
oward the completion Of his master-p piece,
he double sized tun. Master Martin {
rged him 10 do at leost as much as his Y
trength permitted toward finishing it and q
frederic was obliged to return 10 the
a;ed workbench, and again resume the d
etested tools. While he was at work q
Easter Martin came in and looked at .
ne slave on which he was at work; his d
ice grew red with anger and he cried, d
What is this, Frederic, what work 10 h
lis; has skiliul prentice, who would Q
ccome master, smooth,d this slave, Or \
il the work OF a boy who has been p
'ree days in the shop. Why Frederic, al
sme 10 yourself again; what demon has n