Litchfield enquirer., 1872-03-14

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 'sHsyl what's the matter with Mina2's cried the father. sss4# s1H go and ask her." Gottfried hast ened to find her. sz 11 saas
 She was standing by the open window table stood at one side, covered with lit Above were some shelves filled with queer looking bottles of yarnish and oils for polishing. The floor of the room was bare, and scattered here and there were blocks and chips of wood Violins and violas hung on the walls. They were qui- ct enough now, but certainly they sang to each otheS when nobody was near. Nina used to listen at night, and fancy she could hear them. The latticed window stood open to the air, and through it the moon was pouring stream of light over the floor and on the head of the maiden.
 She was standing quite straight and still, not sobbing even, but tears were slowly rolling down her cheeks. .
 Gottfried came beside her.
 sHerzliebchen, what is it2' he asked, very softly. '..-
 .'Oh, Gottfried, I think it was the night ingale that made me cry" Then there came little sob, and Gottfried had his arm about her, and her head was on his breast. ss G.eg z=tHst.
 'I have loved thee all this time, since the first moment saw thee. Nina, dost thou remember? was tired and sad be- cause my fiddle was broken, when heard a voice singing. could not tell whence it came, for the great linden hid thy win dow; then I saw thy father, and my vio- lin was mended, so that my way seemed clear again; and when looked up thou vert standing in the doorway, so fair and gentle, and loved thee
 ''And I, Gottfried, I never knew till now, and yet it sesns to me that I have loved thee all my life. It is very strange but I never thought it tillto-night Thou canst not go away, Gottfried.
 s'We must speak to father .Vreder. Wilt thou come?". -s--l. J..ss--
 Hand in hand they stood before the old father, and told him their romance. But he laughed and shook his head, and said,
 ''Wait till he is famous; then, when he comes back with ribbon from the king, then we will see, my children" a.t
 "But, my father, I shall love him no better when he is famous. l" '-
 No; Gottfried must go away for year at least, and come back famous; then the father would give his consent. So the new lovers were parted, with only this it- tie promise to bind them, for Gottfried had said,
 -'My Nina, how can be sure that thou wilt not marry Theodore Bildeman while I am away from thse?" ssaiasa- -tF
 She looked up with her blue eyes and answered him,
 ''Gottfried, I will never marry till thou art come home." -l'~ayJ =-
 Then he kissed her lips, and after that, though they were not betrothed, though father Vreder had not even given his con sent, Nina felt that she belonged to Gott- fried, that nothing could separate them.
 More than year passed, and Gottfried was beginning to be famous. His name was often heard of as that of great artist. Nina treasured all these praises, and read them over and over again, till she almost knew them by heart. ''a1 fra sl7s
 Hans, talking with Laurenz Brock of an evening, nodded his head, and often told how the boy had come to him, and how he had always known there was genius in him, and the good counsel and help he had given Gottfried. 4...s ...
 Nina would sit under the linden, half dreaming, half listening to her father, then steal into the work-room where they had parted, and her face would dimple and grow tender as she thought of her lover in Berlin, and wondered when he would come to her again. So she would stand till Theodore Bideman, perhaps, in passing down the street, looked up with too longing eyes, and little Nina ran away from his glance, her dream broken by his ugly, stupid face. f-
 Theodore was still faithful, though of late his serenades had uot troubled her so often as before Gottfried came.
 Her lover wrote to her sometimes, and with one letter there had come a ring of blue turauoises, set like 8 wreath of for get-me-nots. He told her of his success at Berlin; how the king had sent for him, and made him play at the palace; how he had made beautiful young countess cry with his music, and that in the morning she had sent him bow with diamond in its end; and, finally, that he was going to play for her the next day at her chateau without the city gate. ''I am growing fa- nous, and rich too, Nina, and in another year l shall come t6 claim thee from father vreder. Thou wilt wait for me, mein Kind?" .lse -* -..- s,...-s4.
 Wait for him? Foreverl
 In the chateau outside the city gate Gottfried was daily becoming more we.ss come guest. The poor violinist, with Etaasg refinement of his art, was worthy to enter pie whom he met. Certainly the countess &hns1 eyI Nouar haI e,la hoax, ~o1~o gracious than to this stranger He seem cd at once to be taken under her protec- tion. She was young, beautiful, and widow.
 Gottfried was happyto betake himself about his triumphs to his beloved Nina. beautiful" he wrote; though, to my in music is fine and cultivated. Her man. ners gre charming, and the fifty forins that I found neatly hidden in my violin house, are charming also. am to go evening, and to be presented there to the Duke of Saxe Schwollern Hochsberg, the amateur of music"
 Such letters, with descriptions of the world he was making more bright, made Nina very glad. She. quite loved the countess, because she so we'll appreciated her Gottfried's genius. And fifty forins was surely great sum to gain by enc evenings playing. Gottfried would soon rich! Happy Nina, singing softly as she thought of her sweetheart, did she never notice how father Vreder and Laurenz Brock held. their heads to- gether as they talked, and how cautiously they looked at her? The Herr Burger meister Bildemm came often to see her father, and spoke earnestly with him, standing at the gate, where she could not hear what: they were saying. Theodore was singing serenades again, and startled her from . dream of Gottffied with his rough bass voice, grooming forth,
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