Smyrna times., 1872-04-03

man, ourcure granted his reonest ~ "oiA
he night aud day he labored for ~ IoaI. "e'
weeks. At last the organ was mond,j 'JiSI y SlA
struck chord or so, and it appeared hcttor ~
ever Ihe day arrived for the first nnbl; ba, VIA
IhS Oh the renovated instrument; the mavon
,4 oo j the village in short was nrn
sent and Beze himself did NOT f,I - was was P'c'
attlred as uSualin blue. Blue i b;1 10 appear
made some VOW or other. wears o,,o o, =. ne ne
NTGlh' never to wear any other but Lor ocI,'n,
-olue ana White. | tell YOU he is crayy p,,t
u return 10 the organ. When our ola arcr,,,; :,
couiunenceu 20 play upon it not a sound wonId
produce-eXccpt when he pulled rho ,'',,r
stop out. On went the organ. whoo wbao a,I y
tr men It set to Squeaking and whistlinp Ike na
Y lhG EirlS Degan to laugh, the mayor to swear
ana al the cure grew furious. Bee is \ fnoI
D?A9 Is an idiot lie has ruined the orran ,
crled every one, and soon amid tho dor;. -;
Stro Ste congregation your friend left the church
0IanSe 10 say since that day we have nnvn,.
agaih seen the creature; but our organ is coo.
pltlE etfE, SpolIt' and remained dumb. y
mus spoke merchant Krebbs wo,,ll
near no more, but hurried out to console INV
poor friend. | found him bcne,tb ON o,,,'i, ,iS
tree: sitting all fororn, his face turned to P tbe
An my young friend" he said "do Won
see SEE yoh little cloud which obscures the snjonJor
% o! tHe sun 80 the words of foolish man may
tarnISh the fame of genius" "''''
von;rbn1 pu, replied see, the little cloud has
vanished already, and the light of the sun ;s
but the brighter for the contrast sun -
lie smiled. The cloud that hanos o,.or nv,
!arhi> arm, ned name will have to pass away soon or
II Will De too late. That organ which 7 con-
SStructrd has soul within it. All nv Tfn T
nave laoorrd to know how to lodge nv ideal Of
music within the compass of a single instrn-
mehti l have done this. The soul is there
bu{ | know not how to play upon the organ
ana they IN their blind rage. will not allow me-
70 i; explain to them. oh, if could before |
VI uIG ,:e put nhd Sebastian Bach lie would call
10 HE the soul OF music that is sleepinr in my
organ and prove to the world that Bee is nni-
thcr mad or an impOstor'"
My KIND father took no notice Of what mo,-
chant hrehbs had said, and when he ioinod ns
IN the garden he entreated Bcze to nIav far
him IN the open air. The Man in BIue niaved
Tor US IN such pathetic manner that several
tlmes saw tears in my fathers eyes at last
ne SAID as the musician finished: Friend,
tnough your organ Is a failure, your violin is
truly heavenly. Stay with me yet awhile .
umph Of my life " 0''' III
But no one can play on it."
One day som" one WILL and them"
wv ell, We will say no more abouti II Como
the supper is ready 0'
And he lei the way in
~ he next morning the Man in Blue was gone
" We're sorry at his disappearance Lut Sonn
forgot all about it in our anxiety over the fpsti
val which was near at hand. Gnck had promised
10 come, and we were anxious to know with
whom he would stay Then Bach arrived. and
soon came Graun-illuStrous Graun-whose
ho1le mlnd alone inspired his lovely melodies
and
furch and Hass And IIamburgh sent rs
Gasman and Teliman. Few of you have. I
dare say, ever even heard the names of these
great composers; and yet, believe me. YOU are
more familiar with their melodies than Won
imagine. Many Of the popular tunes Won 81
mach admire | have heard in nv youth, fresh
from the minds Of the original composers. free
from the twirls and shakes c!umsiiy added to
them to disguise their true origin
These llluStrious persons we're as simple and
unostentatlouS IN manner as it is possible to be.
, hey assembled IN the hall of Cecilia, and |
mad the privilege of assisting at their rehear
SaIs' OFTEN passed hours listening to their
long discourse on harmony. on keys. scales and
chords Sometimes one of them wonid cali
for draught of beer, or offer his companions
bottle OF Rhine wine. One night Gluck |
played Tor the first time a portion Of his |
iphlgenla; and, on another, Bach enchant- |
ed US by performance of his delightful pre-
ludes. Bach, somehow or other. took fancy
to me. He had observed the marked attention
with VIII which L listened to the remarks of the |
inherent composers, and to their music. He |
asked me my name, and who my father was .
inu III answer, growing bold, not only related |
all that concerned myself, but also the story Of !
my friend in blue. IVY -
An organ that no one can play upOn !" ex
'ialmed this great composer; well, that is
"Why?"
because / am certain that the man who
made the organ is great musician, although
ne cannot play upon it himself and thoroughly
Understands what he was about he plays upon
he violin" 'PO'
AS well as do" asked Graun.
L hesitated and hung my head [ did not
lare say yes, and yet l would not say mo"
Speak up, my boy; say the truth always.
md shame the devil"
He plays better than you, sir, | think but
hen he plays out in the woods, and music
ounds md better there than in close room"
True, it does"
My masters said |, at last, after some
restitution will any one of you, in your charity.
ry the organ-the village is not distant-and ,,
hus justify the poor man
Il WILL myself, answered Bach, con Sun
ay. But say nothing about it to any one.
Jnly to your friend, in order to induced him '
0 be present in the church on that morning" c
With heartfelt thanks gave the iustrious G
omposer my promise to obey in every particu |
ar his iniunctions t
On leaving the St. Cecilia hall that evening v
it was Friday to my surprise almost the first 5
ersons met was the Man in Blue. Hidden 4
l the courtyard Of the hall he had been listen T
lg, to the music, and was in state Of nervous ;
Enthusiasm which quite alarmed me- hesitat. t
] to inform him what Bach intended TO do. II
ut at last | did. He received the news in a o
tanner that little expected. He made no s.
emonstratiOn of joy but followed me in silence IT
ntil we were in lonely part of the town-a a
tile square, in the centre of which grew three b
four old trees Here he paused, and sink N
g on his knees prayed earnestly The moon u
lone on his upturned face, and it seemed CT