The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1871-03-02


out asking my leave, for might not hav
the courage to give it F"
d Courage When was courage want
ing To the woman of SIN pand--they VIII
had the right to wear the Golden Girdle
! The mother would have found conrpg
10 send away her child, as the child, IL
after years found courage to follow hel
fate AFR.
Again, six years had passed, when, il
the market place of a little Swedish
town. crowd was gathered round 6
Young girl, whose sweet, clear voice rose
! high and true in the thrilling melodies
of her nation, while her charming fac
gave almost as mich pleasure to tie eye
as her voice to the ear Her dress wa,
! that of peasant, simple, and even coarse
but there were natural grace and aban
don in her movements which marked
her TO lie inhately higher than the peas.
ant grade Beside her stood a BOY, h er
brother the loving pride in his eyes was
fine to see. The folks had left the gaudy
Etlnkets ON the tails to look and listen
The gHl ceased inging Her brother
held aus hat The big pence fell IN, aud
rough, hones5 praise sounded ON all sides
A tunbler in his quaint dress pushed
through the thron9. a se"
g Little girl. he said "come with me
and you shall hive twenty rikSdaler
{&bpu 81 $50 Yearly nA
Dazzled by the spendid prospect, the
child listened, when man of higher
rank, who had stood quietly among the
throng, came forward anil touched her
on the arm a U %
s.s'lMy child" he said kindly, you are
not thus gifted in order To he one of a
strlIlng party Of merry Andrews. Come
with me, and | viii place you with a
kind lady who adores music, and who
will make ia the wonder Of Europe"
/ The girl raised her blue eyes trusting
ito his face @ a4' 81" - .'
30" Ny mother has always told me that
God meant me to help my family by my
voice Will you teach me, sir, to do sn?'
2" win, my child, and you shall find
a happy home wherever ybu go.''
| She threw her arms around her broth
er's neck.
t'Good bye" she said take the
Il shall soon be able to help her better
and do not forget to kiss her for me"
i" But we must ask your mnther's leave
before you 90" saidaher new found friend
+ /" My mother told me, when the time
twas come for me TO go. should not ask
fhtr leave replied Christine. But il
you, Sir, will lie: me, viii write her q
Iletter,which my brother vii Curry home.
=" Then come, my child, so hr it" e
"And you are going, Chistine p said
the boy in tears " And you will forget
us all, and the happy evenings round che
hearth"
| = am going because the time is come,
| she said, with u grave sweetness :" and
Swedish glrl can never forget her home.
In one Of tue most exquisite sal ons OF
Paris, where profuslon of rich fl ,wers
and soft, fail light, and the trinkling fa
OF a scented fountain, and the brightness
Of pertcc dress ma De an art site whole
i incom parable even in that world of lux
ury, stood woman, yonng and very love
fIlv, Within twinkling lu>tre OF diamonds
i on her fair hair, and rabed with almos
eastern grace in the alternate cloud anC
CLEAN Of antique lace aud azure satin
/ All eyes were turned upon her. Witt
1.-THE fine Difference winch Detrays the ole
nobLesse, one OF frances greatest men has
handed to her place the peasant maid
I for it was she pianist struck an open
ling chord, and then the marvel of ha
voice rose full and enhancing, and rang
throughout the spacious room. Wartel
her master, listened with eyes moist will
i pride and pleasure. w
"Since the Trebelli, have never ha(
such a pupil 1t is a JOY in ones life,
i he murmured. H sva
With the ease Of a full throated bird
lsingsng because it is joyous, she CAV
the lavish delight to her listeners
i The song was ended. Amid the APP
plause, a lady, than whom France con
i tanned none higher, came forward with /
smile which only the great can use.
Mademoiselle," she said, in the inf
nately gracious accent of high bred wo
man, "accept trifiing souvenir of th'
Happiness you have given to one wht
loves art dearly" H
She transferred, as she spoke, splen
did Jewel from her own arm to that o
the songstress le a-s ae
She, when her thanks were spoken
turned to quiet recess where sat an ole
man dressed in garments OF the paines
black. His grand gray head and simple
manners scarcely in harmony with tina
! brilliant scene. The sangstress sat dowI
on a low ottoman beside him, and taking
! his hand, s.noothed it tenderly between
| her own
6 Father, DEAR" she said, in her native
Swedish tongue, Il am so proud and
glad that you are here to see how COCO
| the world is to your Christine, who owes
all to you. ae
Child" answered the old man, II an
proud and thankful too and most OF al
that my girl, in her triumph can remem
Der her poor old peasant father "