The Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, Ohio) 1853-1861, 1855-02-17
THE PERRYSBURG JOURNAL.

was internally pre-occupied with some Of
those lofty thoughts identified with superior
II minds. Some celebrated authors were spo-
ken of; he remained silent. Baron Won
Moth leant over towards me and said, in a
low voice, "It seems that our acquaintance
is not literary"
"I should not be surprised at that" | re-
Piled "and, what is more, | would lay
wager that he is musical The baron drew
back, with movement Of vexation, and, as
if to test my sagacity, he asked Ellen to
sing something. The amiable girl begged
him to excuse her, but wi lhout putting for
ward any of those small pretexts which most
young ladies would have invented on the in
slant. Her mothers authority was needed
to vanquish her instructive resistance. Her
prelude testified to some unwonted agitation;
its first notes reused the Jew from his reve-
ry; soon she recovered herself and her vsi-
BILE emotion did but add q fresh charm to the
habitual expression Of her singing.
! Suddenly she stopped short, declaring that
her memory failed her.
Then to our great astonishmens, rich
and harmonious voice was heard, and Ellen
continued, accompanied by the finest tenor
ever listened to in my life.
The baron bit his lips; Werter was pale
with surprise. The warmest applause fol-
lowed the conclusion of the beautiful duet.
Nautilus had risen from his chair, seeming
ly entirely under the Spell of harmony He
gave some advice 10 Ellen, who listened 10
him with avidity he even made her repeat
passage, which she afterwards sang with
admirable expression. He took her hand.
almost with enthusiasm, and exclaimed,
thank you! y
every odd indeed, said the baron. Poor
Werter said nothing but went and sat him
self down, very pensive, at. the further end
Of the drawing-room
Mrs. Muller was radiant at her daughters
success. As to Ellen, she merely said in a
low voice
"If had instruction. should perhaps be
able to make something of music"
with your mothers permission" rejoin-
ed Malthus, " l shall have pleasure in some
times accompanying you
Mrs. Muller cast scrutinizlng glance at
the Jew, whose countenance, which had
resumed its habtual calmness, showed moth.
ing that could excite her suspicious She
Judged that such man was not at all dan
gerous, and accepted his offtr. Malthus bow
ed with cold dignity-doubtess approaching
the motive Of this confidence-and Ellen
struck a few notes, to divert attention from
her embarrassment.
The baron, who sought vent for his i'll
humor, said to the young girl, pointing to
the Jews stick
If anything should halt in the accomps-
niment, there is what will restore the meas
ure."
Ellen rose, cast a look at the baron, which
meant, "One meets people like you every
where" and left the room. Malthus took up
a newspaper, and read until we separated
for the night.
The Jew led the regular life Of man who
knows the value Of time. He worked until
noon, paid or received few visits, went
npon Change about two o'clock, then shut
himself up in his apartment and was visible
to nobody, and precisely at fonr o'clock en-.
tered Mr.. Muler's room, where Ellen awaited
him at the piano. 1t was easy TO see that
he daily assumed greater ascendancy over
the mind of his pupil, whose progress was
rapid.
When Malthus smiled, Ellen's charming
countenance assumed an indesCribable ex-
preston of satisfaction but as soon as he
relapsed into his habiual thoughtful mood,
the poor girls soul appeared suspended in a
sympathetic medium in a word, she in
|stinctively asSimilated herself to the myste.
rious being whose influence governed her.-|
When Nautilus leaned on his cane in walk
ing, Ellen seemed to say, My arm would