The Cadiz sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1864-1911, 1866-05-23
HLLPPO PALMA;
The .Power OF Music.
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Translated from the German of Waldbruch
The rich old miser and pawnbrekes,
Critic, was about to close his store and re-
tire to his solitary sleeping apartment. he
threw a quick, searching glance about him
pianos, guitars, household furniture of
every kind and description, which the ne
cessities of the poor orthe extravaganza of
the rich had gathered there, strewed the
room in strange confusion:
After cautiously surveying the whole, and
satisfying himself that no thief was con-
ceaed within, who could despoil him of his
boarded treasures, he turned to close the
door, when a young man stepped upon the
threshold. His elegant mantle only par
TALLY concealed the richness of his dress
and the symmetry of his form; he might
have been about twenty-five years of age,
and withal looked so gay, and glad, and
life loving, that the old miser drew back
amazed. Gracefully raising his hat, he dis
closeda profusion of glossy, raven curls,
and face that might have served painter
for an Adonis of Endymion. His eyes fell
upon. the grave, parchment like features of
the old usurer, and though he could not re
strain smile, yet he failed to Danish the
traces of care which saddened his brow.
"Bravo, my young lord, y exclaimed Crit,
70. 81 call you a man Of your word. /
have always said that the noble lords of
Rome, and indeed of all Italy, might safely
take for their model Signor Fillippo Palma
none know so well as he how to live-how
to circulate money, and none 50 punctual to
return borrowed loan.
ut gricves me much, Signor Critic, that
this time | so i'll deserve the praises with
which you overwhelm me. know that to-
day should have repaid the. small sum. 90,
.tt.Small sunni small sunni Yer'owe me, ia
hundred ducats, and to day counted Supen
it. | lent it, too, without pledge, bethink
you, upon your honest face; but certainly
you have brought it with interest, and you
wish to joke me?"
''WouId to God it were so, reioined Fill
Hippo, but believe me, we singers carry
empty pockets while the Carnival lasts; our
opera managers cannot pay us until Snro-
vetide is over. Meanwhile we must live;
| therefore | have come to beg you to double
| that loan, and let me have another hundred
ducats upon my honest face. "
.E 'fThe d---l take me! if that is not a rare
joke" said the astonished Gritfo. do you
! think | have found my money or stolen it.,
that | can throw it after you as you scatter
your lights songs among the silly crowd?-.
| No, no, | will teach you better; have your
| bon land if [ cannot jingle both money and
| interest in my purse this day, you shall 60
to the debtors prison and there celebrate
your carnival unlesSS indeed, your manager
or the fool-loviug rabble Of Rome will re-
deem you. y '.e .+.-- siaa
''pray listen to reason, Sigror Critic. Ii
you should stand me on my head, not a sMl-
gle ducat would fall out Of my pocket; wait
only until the carnival is over, and you shall
see; the manager will then pay my my ar
rears and perhaps, also, shall also be the
| bride groom of a rich lady, whose love
seek now to WOO. | do entreat you good
Critic, let me have the money, draw up the
bond, and | will sign it. y
"A wife, ''said Critic, thoughtfully, =
widow, perhaps an heiress, " hois she! ant
how far has the matter gone!
"Not so far as you Think, neither do
know who she is. | have seen her, only
twice, but more is not necessary to tall ,des
perately in love-the thing is soon finished
for she seems to be unmarried, aud to al
appearance is blessed with every earthly
good. " =, It.
II will listen to you no longer, you youre
madcap: you shall go to prison to-day II 20,
can not give me full satisfaction or furnlsf
me responsible security" and hereupon the
old niggard flew into paroxysm OF rage
and poured forth perfect torrent OF curses
d all Of which Fillippo received with the mos
imperturbable gravity. Resolved upon 90
tanning the loan, and hoping to gain hi
point as, soon as the storm had passed by
Filippo meanwhile stepped to an ope
piano, and began to play a tavonte oro
which had lately gained him much applause
Seeing, however, that Grifo's wrath wa
rather in the flow than in the ebb, he seal
!. ed himself and began to sing the o17o
which he supported with vigorous accom-
paniment. He had at first no other inter
. ton than to show his firm resolution and t.
o appear as unembarrassed and as much
J, his ease as possible but when he perceive
that the old man listened with delighted as
Q topishment, he began to sing in a sty
worthy of Fillippo Palma, the most celebra
: ted singer of his time. .yr1l 49,, l.,
A mirror hanging opposite reflected tt
, face of the n,is4r, and Fillippo watche
&, with anxious interest the various emotion
which passed through his soul and warme
q into life his stern, rigid features. At ilr
. the muscles of his face relapsed and expan
4 ed as th. full, deep tones trembed throua
. the hall; then as the swelling waves OF ric
i, melody rose and sank in wild sport and pla,
the angular Fl atures gradually formed then
i selves into sweet smile, and the man
gain, whe had until now listened only to tn
"a sound~of gold, stood spell bound; a hg
was in his leaden, soulless eye, and his III
trembled. 1t was thought an angel OF bea
go tv had touched him with his magic wan.
so complete was the transformation; Il
> clear rich tones Of melody fell upon his SO
as the warm, bright rays of the sun up'
.. the earth after a long rainy season.
! Palma at last, with a lively emotion al
brilliant passages drew towards. clos
]. Critic could no longer remain quiet IN !
I corner; he strove to express by hermoti
"a of his limbs the spirit Of music; nolseless
r. he moved that he might not by an unlucl
" step interrupt the sweet. toned stream
u, u enchanting melody. AS the aria was co
- cuded, and Critic stood painting, wlpn
h. the respiration from his forehead the SIN
! er stepped up TO him with a smile ard sal
l. G"How is it, Signor GriHo2 will you 10
me the dueats; orywill you at least listen
~ my explanations, and not interrupt me WI
"a your curses! va. .g 49, ~--.. ,.,
!. money will count out directly, my son
- You are magician and have bewitched n
/, Upon your honest face or your golden Volt
- / loan 1t without interest, If it must be SO
= '"No, no, that Is more than l ask,
Y worthy sir. Be assured you do me a gre
on 4 favor, which l shall not forget after t
ss, carnival, when / am a happy bridegrQ'
nd i ana d rieh man. . Fillippo quickly gath
IT. ed up the money and vanished through
let street door. and Critic awoke as if from
Iheavy dream, to q Consciousness Of what
- had done. AT first he, seemed torepent
HI 4 generosity, then, shaking his grey locks,
i, voluntarily exclaimed, "He has voicel
6, can sing and bewitch with his songs. ]
4 shall teach my Elisetta. aagl 4
d The carnival was brilliant and magnifice