The Elk advocate. [volume] (Ridgway, Elk Co., Pa.) 186?-1868, 1867-04-04
9 9tliAiONs 9torg.
From the Sunday Magazine.
HOW NFJMARK SANG HIS HYMN,
Ibe Care Of Prc6i0cace.

The Thirty Years War was oyer and
Germany rested from blood. Two years
after the peace, George Neumark, a
young man was living in one of the mar
rowest and flthiost lanes of Hamburg.
No one visited him, aud all that the
people of the house new Of him was,
that Tor the most part Of every day he
played MS violcncelio with such skill!
and expression that they thronged round
his door to catch the music. His Gus
tom was to go about midday and dine in
a low restaurant, lrequented by beggars; /;
for the rest he would so out in the twi-
light with something under his shabby
cloak, and it was always noted that he
paid his bill the day alter such an expe-
dition. This had not escaped the curi>
osity Of Mistress Johannsen, his land
lady; and having quietly followed him
one evening, he stopped, to her dismay,
at the shop of well known pawnbroker
1t was all plain now and the good
natured woman determined to help him
| il she could.
| a few days after, she tapped at his
door, and was flied with pity to find
nothing in the room but her own scanty
furniture. All the rest had been re-
moved, save the welLknown violoncello,
which stood in the corner Of the window
whilst the young mau sat in the opposite
window-corner, his head bnried in his
hands.
Mr.. Neumark,' said the landlady,
don't take it i'll that make SO free as to
visit you, bit as you have not left the
house for two days, and we have had no
music, l thought you might be sick. If
[ could DO anything
Thank you, my good woman he
answered YEARLY and with cad gratitude
in his tone am not confined to bed,
and have no fever; but [ am ill-yery
ILL.,
Surely, then, you ought to go bed2'
| NO. he replied very quickly, and
blushed deeply.
'Oh ! but you must cried Mistress
JVi,.uuson boldly. Nov, iust- allow
me. I'm an old woman, old enough to
be your mother, and l will Just see if
yonr bed is right
Pray don't trouble yourself he re-
piled, and sprang up quickly before the
bedroom door.
1t was too late, however, for the good
woman had already seen that there was
nothing but bag Of straw and that
same shabby mantle in which he made
tho evening journeys, She left the
room, and 10 few minutes returned
laden with dinner.
'Yon must not take it H. she began
when dinner was over; but you arc
surely not native Of our town. Do you
know any one here :?
No one [ an stranger but you
are the first person that has spoken t
me kindly. May God b!esa you =
We'll, now, if il would not be rudo, ]
would like to ask you some questions
Who ale you What ie your namo
Where do you come from ? What is you
business 2 Are you a musician Are
your parents alive What are you doins
in Hamburg?
/
stopped, and the young man, smiling a
his good. natuTed cateohist, began 8 Ml
! name is George Eeumark. Ny parent;
we're poor townsfoik Of Muhlhauson, ant
are both dead / was born there mint
and twenty years ago, on the sixteenth o
March, 1921. There have been hare
times ever since, and have had to eat
and often first to seek my daily breaC
with f,ars. Yet [ must not be impa
tiept, ard murmur and sin against tn,
Lord my God. I know that he vii
help me at ,'be last
but how lid you think to get you
| living p inteyru ,2ted the laudlady.
Il studied Jurisprudence, but wa.
unsuccessful. For TIN years L suffered
hunger aud thirst enough at the Latir
school of Schleusingen, a little town II
the neighborhood OF my birthplace
where | learned that the wisdom o. this
world will not give me bread. Ihen, a
two and twenty, / went to Konigsberg
to study law. 1t was far to journey, but
| fed from the hideous strife that vast.
ed my fatherland. [ avoided the hor-
rors Of war, but only to fall into the
equal horror Of fire, aud l soon lost by
the flames all ! had, to the last larthinS,
and was a beggar.'
Why, what had you to live on i?
'The gift Of God. You must know
that | am a poet, and you may have
heard that I have some readiness in
playing the violencollo, and by these |
found many friends and benefactors,
who helped me indeed sparugly
enough
And did you remain in Konissbcrg
till you came herc?'
NO. he answered, signing heavily.
After Eve years ! went to Danzig, in
the hope of earning bread there and
Gndiug that false hope went to Thorn,
aud there succeeded beyond my oxpec-