Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1865-06-23
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thirty shillidgs." ma IL . t,r.-if. .,,g, 4
Thirty shillings! Have not already
said that no merchant can give thirty
shillings for penny-worth Of wood p
"Thou art hard and cruel man
And with these words Neumark snatched
up his beloved violoncelio and rushed out
Of the shop. ,izaq s5I y -ei6f r
"Stop, stop, young man." cried the
Jew, 'trade is trade. / will givo you
one pound" 5yr.. -a...
Thirty shillings. Nathan. To.mor-
row must pay one pound, and how am
I to live :? Have mercy"
al have sworn that I will not give
thirty shilliugs but out Of old friendship
I will give you Eve and twenty: that is,
with a penny interest on every aorin
for eight days. and for the next wcek,
two.pence, and if you cannot pay me
then it is mine. Now what am I to do
with this great piece Of wood 7"
"lt is hard but l must submit. May
God have mercy on me-"
"He isva good and faithful God, the
God of my fathers, and he helped me
much, or l could not afford to lose by
such bargains as this. Twelve pence and
four and twenty pence, make six and
thirty. l may as we'll take it off the FIVE
and twenty shillings. It will save you
bringing it back to me-"
Ncumark made no answer. Hc was
gazing at his violoncello, while the tears
rolled silently down his cheek,
"Nathan have but one request
You don't know how hard it is to part
with that violin. For ten years We have
been together. If l have nothing else
1 have it {; at the worst it spoke to me
and sung back all my courage and hope.
Ten times rather would l give you my
hearts blood than this beloved comforter.
OF all the sad hearts that have left your
door. there has been none so sad as mine" "
His voice grew thick, and he paused
for moment.
."Just one favor you must do me, Ma
than--to let me play once more on my
violin"
And he hurried to it without waiting
for an answer.
"Hold !'cried the Jew, in = passion :
the shop should hive been closed an hour
ago, but for you and your fiddle. Come
tomorrow or, better, not at ALL"
"No-to-day-now." returned Ncu.
mark. IL must say farewell" and seiz-
ing the instrument, and half embracing it
he sat down on an old chest in the mid
die Of the shop, and began tune so ex-
quisitely soft that the Jew listened in
spite of himself. A few more strains
and he sang to his own melody two STAN
zas Of the hymn
"Life is weary, Savior take mo-"
Enough, enough" broke in the Jew
"What IS the use of all this lamcntation ?
You have five and twenty shillings in
your pocket" .- h
But the musician was deaf. Absorbed
by his own thoughts, he played Or
Suddenly the key changed. A few bars,
and the melody poured itself out anew
but, like river which runs into the sun.
shine out of the shade of sullen banks, he
sang louder, and his face Frightened up
with happy smiles
.Yet who knowsl The cross is precious"
That's better. Stick by that" shout.
ed the Jew. "And don't forget that you
have fvc-and-twenty shillings in your
pocket. Now. then, in fortnight the
thing is mine if you have not redeemed
it," And he turned aside, muttcrins
mechanically, "but what am | to do with
great piece of lumber wood 2"
Neumark laid his violin gently back in
the corner, and murmured. "Ut fat
diviua roluutae, As God will. | am
still y and without word of adieu, he
left the shop.
AS he rushed out into the night, he
stumbled against man who seemed to
have been listening to the music at the
door;
"Pardon me, sir, but may l ask if it
was you who played and sung so bcauti-
fully just now 2"
"Yes," said Nsumark, hurriedly, and
pushed on.
The stranger seized hold Of his cloak
"Pardon me, am but poor man, but
that hymn you sung has gone through my
very soul. Could you tell me. perhaps,
where | might get copy7 | am only a
servant, but l would give form to get
this hymn-that was just written, do
believe, for myself.
MY good friend" replied Neumark
gently, II will willingly fulfil your wish
without the form. May l ask who you
are?"
"John Gutig, at your service. and in
the house of the Swedish Ambassador,
Baron Won Rosenkrauz."
swell, come early tomorrow morning.
My name is George Neumark; and you
will find me at Mistress Johannsen's in
the Crooked.lanc. Good night"
One morning. about week after this.
Gutig paid q second visit to Mistress 10.
hannsen's. Neumark received him kind.
ly.
Perhaps, sir, you will think what l
am going to say foolish but l have
prayed over 1t the whole night, and l
hope may make so bold"
"What? Is it second copy of the
hymn; Of course you may have it with
pleasure"
e"No, no, sir it Is not that. have
the copy you gave me in my Bible, to
keep it better; though If it were lost
think | have it as well off as the Lords
Prayer and the Creed. But yesterday
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