Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1869-06-23

, our intercourse had been rather polite than
friendly. Meanwhile l made decided
progressIn the good graces of Miss Beck,
and felt sure that if L proposed l should
be accepted, and have her heart into the
bargain.
On Saturday night the assistant made
, his appearance in the choir. To me he
was supremely genial, and to the charm
ing soprano more than customarily tender.
Ny heart, | confess it with shame now,
turned to steel against him. no longer
serupled to bare to his gaze my possession
of his sec Ct In an interval he sided up
to the organ, and started conversation
on the merits of Wagner's Tannhauser"
tportions of which he had heard at con.
certs,) ! standing up for the music of the
future on general principles Of progress,
and Mr. Hatcher objecting to it as an I'm
pleasant innovation.
My fingers glided to the keys, and, fix
ing my eyes vividly,1upon him, | struck G
sharp Of the open diapason. The expect
ed effect followed. Increasing pallor, a
disturbance Of the eyes, a tremulous mo-
tion Of the body, indicated his response to
the key-uOtes
Suddcaly, wisSlrawing my gaze from
him, / sh1t up the diapason and whipped
out the To1 inmana and tremolo stops.
On thes' began to play most nnournful
passas3 In o4e of Spohr's masses I'm
der my passionate hands the instrument
fairly talked. The tremolo lent its fearful
quality to the wall of the vox humana.
1t WAS like the cry of woman, the effect
at which | aimed. | never played better
in my life, my feelings were never wrought
up to a higher pitch. l knew L was
trcsFassing on dangerous ground, the secrets
of human soul.
DO you recognize it. Mr. Hatcher p
said l.
No DO not. Wh-what is it?' he
falterc1
The dirge of LINN. Faye L whis-
pcred back, taking care that no one but
MIR. Hatcher should hear me.
/ would have given anything the next
minute TO have recalled the words. The
poor man PIT his hand to his brow, stag
gered. and would have fallen, had he not
caught at a chair for support.
She Is dead, then /" he exclaimed ;
Heaven pity me"
All present heard the words, and start
ed in amazemcnt.
Or 10, sir she is 1 was about TO
add that she w1s not dead, and to beg his
pardon for thus trifing with his feelings,
when Be put on his hat, and, with a hasty
goodnight, fed from the loft | followed
quickly, but when l reached the open air,
he had disappeared.
But the altar window is darkening, and
J will bring my story straight 10 close.
And, frst, about the unfortunate clergy
man. Returning TO lhe loft, l did not
dare to tell the witnesses of the scene and
the causes that led to it; and we all agreed
that Mr. Hatcher's mind had become sud-
denly affected, from parochial work, per-
haps. Bringing the rehearsal to close,
we went 10 the rectOr's house, where Mr.
Hatcher lodged, and found be had arrived
the-e, and vas then in his room. In re-
sponse 70 a message from me, he sent down
word that he was not well, and had re-
tired for the night [ could not feel easy
till | had confessed my wrong; and so L
wrote note, to be handed to him in the
morning, saying that Miss Faye Sas not
dead, and asking his pardon for having
annoyed him; also assuring him that his
ssecref Ses ,fe-
.ci.e ncex, Day, before the people were
fairly astir trourh the town. Mr. Hatch
er had left our parish forever. Snd now
| tax you to guess the two endings 10 my
story, one Of which will surprise you and
the other will not.
am lot very good at puzzles re-
piled, that IS, 1. the narrator of this story,
but one ending ! hope Is, that some day
YOU viii marry Miss Beck
Ceorge laug ghed heartily, Eight said
he We'Te been engaged five years. Her
mother VS. bedridden most of that time,
and that the reason we have rot married.
About four months ago Mrs. Beck died,
and 1 have TO introduce you to Mrs. More
town. sav next June, and you shall hear
the song.
gave him the grip Of eongratulation,
And now for number two ?
Give il Up George
Then prepare TO be amazed. The Rev
Mr.. Hatcher went from our parish back tc
his Old Onc. and there he married Emma
Faye
Cool for him. said T.
Tes, Jack, and good for me, too foI
it relieved my mind, like rePrieve from
death. The poor girl soon recovered heI
health, Mr.. Hatcher removed west, and is
now one Of the most popular clergymen II
his region
among the ladies p | asked innocent
Yes, Of course but, since his mar
; riare, that causes no trouble. lis the un
B married persons that do the mischief. So
ycu see, from these illustrations, that my
keynote theory is not bad to apply in Ger
/ tain cases
8 But seriously, George, do you bsliev'
| in itl Perhaps the effects produced coulC
: be explained by animal magnetism
George laughed To be serious, then
r l think my magnetic power, or whateve
we may call it, had something to do viii
= the phenomena. L have made no expert
t ments since. Having secured Nelly Beck
, have no wish to fascinate any othe
; woman, and not the desire to bewitch
} man. Now that you are fore-warned, /
r would be of no use to try on you. AM
t now, what shall 1 play, my friend. to re
: ward you for your patient listening ?
4 'Suppes overture to Poet and Peasant
i one Of my favorites,' L ans'7ored.
r Fire away, Tom" shouted George, t
c the blower.
n Chugh chugh and the organist dashe
e into the beautiful overture, and made sue
}. music us might not be disdained in Para
e disc.
d When the last rich strains pulse
a through the air, the deep purple of nigi
filed all the building.
y And then we rose and CROPPED our wa
e out of the Church of the Evangel into th'
Is other Church, whose floor is the who