Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1860-01-05
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!" Yes. itisa dav of triumph for me
and for the. town of Seeberg, too" re
piled the schoolmaster. :" for she was born
amongst US here, and | was her first
teacher"
At last. all the company had arrived
the hall was thronged to the very door,
and. at the appointed hour. Veronica
Madel appeared upon the platform, &C
companled by her youthful brother. and
with blind f'ther leaning on her ARM
\ burst Of enthusiastic plandits greeted
the young cantatrice as she gracefully
courtesied to the assemblage A band
OF mountain musicians supported their
parts admirably, and exerted themselves
to the utmost to do honor to their coun
trywoman. George Madel accompanied
his sister on the violin to the admiration
OF all present, and Veronica herself sang
as she had seldom been heard to sing be.
fore; her voice reached every heart, and
charmed every ear.
Va IL the pieces named in the programme
had been performed. moments pause
ensued. and, after repeated accla nations.
the assemhlage we're about to dispense,
when, suddenly young Madel touched his
violin. A familiar air arrested every
ear, and Veronica. with voice as pure
and clear as in her childish days. com,
menced the verse so well known to all
the miners in Seeherg-the same she had
sung on that eventful Christmas Eve
a t this moment the whole of the Assem-
blage present started to their feet as one
man, the band of musicians laid down
their instruments aud every voice joined
in the chorus
Cheer up, brave hearts, cheer up"
The celebrated cantatrice was, for the
moment, forgotten and Veronica Madel
was only remembered as the young noun
tain peasant, the duitful daughter, the
loving sister. the obedent pupil The
good old sehoaltaaster. obhvious of his
dignity, rushed to the platform, and with
tears in his eyes folded to his heart the
pupil who had so far surpassed his ut
most expectations. Veronica, turning
towards the assemblage with simple
grace and humanity of manner which
ouched every heart, owned that to this
good old man, under God, she owed all
her succass.
The worthy citizens of Seeberg had
prepared banquet in honor of the young
canlatrice, but during the interval which
elapsed between the concert and the
banquet NJ. Rossel drew his former pu
pill aside, and speaking to her in the ia
miliar tone of earlier days, he said =
Will you come with me my good We.
ronica. for one half hour? This money
yon have entrusted to nv care is weigh
ing down my pocket. l should like to
distribute some of it this evening, and
deposite the remainder of the sum 10 safe.
ty at my own house,
Veronica, though somewhat wearied
after the exertion and excitement of the
day, could not bear to refuse her old
masters request, and committing her
father to Georges care, she set forth
under the escort of the kind hearted
schoolmaster. The dankening shades OF
evening prevented the young singer from
distinguishing surrounding objects and
she allowed Rossel to guide her as be
pleased, unconscious whittier he was lead
ing her.
should like you" observed the old
man, to see some, at least of those on
whom your bounty is to be bestowed
On the ground floor of the house we have
now reached, we shall find family il
deep distress.
Entering the dark passage, the pro
cehtor, followed by Veronica, lifted 6
latch and passed into spacious. bu
gloomy apartment, lighted by single
candle, aud offering striking contras
to the brilliant hall they had just Quilted
A pale, careworn woman miSerably clad
was pacing the room, vainly striving tc
lull her infant to rest. Two otner child
rem, about three years Of age lay sleeping
on u tattered mattress, on one corner o
the room whilst on a pallet, near tht
stove lay sick man, supported by straw
pillows. The two strangers were receiv
ed by this unhappy wife and other will
that cold Indifference which is so fire.
qnently the companion of the pair.
Is your husband aSIeep?" inquired NJ
Rossel.
Asleep? oh no !" replied the woman
I"I know not what will become Of us /"
The schoolmaster then approached the
sick mans bed, aud addressing him kind
ly said How are you to day, Kun
kel?
i just as l am always" replied the suf
ferer, and SO long as feel that piece o
money burning in my throat, | Shall
never get BETTER"
i Cannot you dismiss that delusion p
|, interrupted RosSel. = The doctor and
have told YOU hundred times that tina
burning sensation In your throat is
natural result Of your disease and wha
is the use Of indulging fancy wAicl
only aggrevates your malady 2
" ought to know what | feel, bette
than you or the doctor can tell it to me,
: rejoiued the sick mau, somewhat impa
tiently " and | know that | feel on
hard burning spot in my throat just as
had trlel TO swallow piece OF red ho
} copper. No water can cool that spot
~ Is always the same always burning,