The Kalida venture. [volume] (Kalida, Ohio) 1841-1865, 1848-06-13

nfrom The musicians hand, and slouchiDg
bis hat over his eyes assumed a position be.
side him on the curb. a.n9 saas M 3e|
"With som ching Of astonshment, but
more OF the lislless apathy Of despair, the
poor player yielded without a remark. /, And
the stranger wiped ihe damp mist from the
strings and tuned the instrument afresh, un-
4 til nj last allwas prepsied. Then il fell into
the hollow of his breast, he raised The magic
bow with q triumphant gesture and a. burst
of impetdons harmony came like a torrent
upon the bystanders.a s.gsa;l.,a, ,.. f,tkp
a" Ab! ali llhe spirit Of fmuslc has found IFS
Muster genius now! Itquails before him;
ill., yields mp its riches, harmones with
the. hands Of . prodiaal. As the golden
shower fell on Dame, falls the stream of mel
ody ut the touch Of the stranger, like the
low wall ofan infants lamentation---lke the
soft whisper Of a maiden who tells her love
like the, mournful sigh for one loved bui
lost, steal The golden notes from the Gre
mona. Every passion has found voice, ey-
cry thought Of Love or War, Rcs,essness or
Peace, now flashes from the strings in caden-
ces Of unearihly skill.eiy adli. .,fs, sHeia
K" And Orpheus has charmed tie inanimate
things Of clay. First, one and then another
panses to listen in obewilderment, and the
few becomes many, ami the poor musicians
hal grows heavy with the coins that pour in
Little sympathy had the multitude with his
sorrow or famine. bit they pay him now as
they would q successful mountebank, and he
acknowledges il with grateful tears. ~, -.
"Suddenly the stranger, who had Civ
en- no symptom Of surprise at lis sue
cess, came 70 a pause. He returned
the violin 10 the player. arrested public
vehicle that was passing, and motioned his
companion 10 enter, g,.l 3,,.,.t.,s s.,,q a..,.,.
"tWhither will you lead mo nowi" asked
the musician as Trey Hurried through the
crowd. ,...,f... .,,. s.,,,. ..,....
"'To Marianan replied the stranger; and
they drove silently away. - r,.,..-. .sa-r
Following the direction pointed OIL, by
the musician, they threaded n devions track
through the maze Of the, great, city. A,
length the musician stopped at chamber
door. He listened, but all was still, some
anguish shook him; some dread 10 encounter
the misery within, made him tremble; but
signal from the stranger, he opened The door,
and they stole noiselessly into the apart
ment. e...s .50
.it required no second glance 10 tell tlat
i was the chamber of tbe dying. There
was character about the disanay in which
everything was scattered; there was char
nelbreathin the atmosphere e that hung around
the lowly couch which spoke in the plainest
language Of the grave. ,
!, s"The musician drew aside the curtains so
that the light Of the lamp fell upon the oc
cupant Of the bed, revealing form of rarest
beauty. The approach of death had reft no
charm from that malchless countenance
which seemed 10 have gathered up It's lus,,e
in one expiring flash of loveliness; but the
long dark ,haif streamed in ebony waves along
the pillow, and her eyes were closed with
the exhaustion that succeeds pain.
"s''She sleeps said The. poor musician,
kneeling beside herr 'and her dreams are NOT
of this world. for she seems happy.J
Gas he spoke, burning smile lit up the
wan features f The girl. The musician was
SO wrapt in his watchfulness of her face, tha,
he saw not the agony which shook the stran-
ger.
"Still by her side the wat cher smoothed
her pillow, and drew together the wandering
tresses with childlike fondness. While he
busted himself in these Offices oi devoted
love, her countenance grew yet more bright,
and an ine1plcable sp!endor played around
her lips.
sSuddcnIy her eyes opened; she started
up from her couch, and sweeping The dishev-
elled hair from her forhead, gazed wislfully
around. The stranger stepped forward from
the shadow in which he had stood, her eye
fell upon him, and she uttered wild shrek
Of joy. l,'s 3 s.5
g III 10 her she cried, and her arms clung
round his neck, her head sank upon his
breast with enraptured gladness-sIt is he!-
the los! lover who was mine in happy Flor
ence. Did | not say that ho would come
again 10 rest upon my bosomp t'
"'Maranae said The stranger, while tear
fell from his eye.lids like summon rain; eool
at ME; say that you win forgive--that you
will yet be mine aa 4
Again that unutterabe splendor rested
on her lips. ID F q
"sAnd you have won fame,' she continued,
without needing his last words: Il forc,ole
that What could arrest the genius of Pa
ganini? lia@ aaay 71 hig3s q
I '"Why speak Of fame nowr gasped th,
listener through his subs; tell me Of your
self Mariana, that you will yet live to bles
me.' eal N sahpay I,a9s 5aa
"Hushp she exclaimed, interrupting hin
witha hasty gesture. Her eyes grew fixed 4
she pressed him closer to her nutterins
heart. sThey told me you we're false,' sh