The Donaldsonville chief. [volume] (Donaldsonville, La.) 1871-current, 1873-09-13

Rro,.Jt5 only cnlidren," puffed
80 Vat isaat, dat he plays on de violin
lor ner Pat is noffngf I FAINT you to
seniemnsl ran knocking his pipe on his
h!FSe, by way of emphasis, "that your
giri Is nFpoken NIT my boy, before as
she coult walk alone. Dat meadow lot
havings Ind holdings, ant shall be hers
when yot are dead.
| Brand nodded.
NY Joy Peter shall haf de Platt farm.
bis moher hat for him TWENTY-FIVE pil-
lows, ta feather beds.''
BIanq shuafed his huge body uneasily.
Yes know all dat promised. In
TWO Yeas Peter shall marry her.
AfGerthat, though Peter laughed and
Joked ns less, he had an anxious look at
| fore. - = - y
just tAen the great event in the history
OF Farraldorf occured-the Grand Duke
OF Hesse Cassel came to visit it. This
grand duke, as our fathers remember,
made tour of the United States when
| railroadswere not, and steamboats, were
unknoWa, and when grand dukes and
princes Of the blood were not so common
as Tourists among us.
Herr Weber had been his tutor, the peo-
pie wefe all from his duchy it entered,
therefore, into his highness' whimsical
brain TO go up into the mountains, and
| see how it Jared with them. Perhaps, too,
ne had an attack of longing to hear his
own tongue, and eat bit of genuine
s0s@-st again. However that may be, up
! ne came with two or three stout, plainly
| dressed Germans like himself.
L An "A AmoriaaT1 vil1aUo would haun hnaIl
| in an uproar, and hurrahed itself hoarse.
The Rarrendorffers only put on their Sun
| day cl0thes and red stockings, and pufed
harder at their pipes.
TheGrand Duke, in the evening, found
Herr Weber and his violinists ranged on
| Peter Schnell's porch, and heard them
play He was shrewd as well as kindly
man.
They play well,'' he said, to Weber.
There is one, at least, powerful youth
amoag them" And afterward, Your
musE will be the salvation of this town.
It wal save it from sinking into the mire
of eSting and drinking, and snooZing,
like the pigs yonder. want to bestow a
giftlto leave some kindly memento of
myAlf. think it will in some way refer
to this music
Herr Weber, therefore, was not sur
priyed at night when his highness sent
for|hin, ana stated his intention of TAX
ing one young lad from the village, and
giving to him the best musical education
which Europe would afford.
6 I shall thus bestow upon him the
chance of helping the world by some
thing better and IOftier than fat porkers
and mammoth potatoes"
. And how will your highness make
yosfT choice demanded Herr Weber
=. All have thought OF that. In four
weeks SHALL return. Let each pupil play
before me something of his own compost
ton. no matter how simple or short, but
it must be all bis own.r
That night the Grand Duke slept on
four feather beds, with two on top of him,
and departed the next morning, leaving
the village Of Parrendorff stunned with
gratitude and amaZement. 1t was quite
as though royal highness was to be born
among them. A lad of Parrendorff to
become pupil in the conservatory of VII
enna To choose his instructors among
the reat teachers in Paris!
For three weeks nothing was heard but
thrnm drumming and seraping. The
framework was left; the horses were un-
fed the COWS were seldom led to the pas
lures, unless; the girls chose to take them
there.
Conrad was busy with the rest. They
met in the evenings to practice and COM
nare their scores but a week before the
time of decision, Conrad had as yet done
nothing.
g WHAT does this mean, my boy 2" said
Herr Weber.
And ConEad was but ruddy, apple
checked boy, after all, and the others were
young men,.
cit is because I know so ittlelo he
broke out. Hans has a battle-piece.
You can hear the cannons, and the rolling
| of the drums, and the shrieks OF the dy-
ing. And Seppel has a nocturne, Moon
light on the Sea; and he bade me observe
the sobbing of the waves and the effect of
the moons first rays on the tide. And
Peter Schnell n-coloring hotly-ss has an
aria called Love- it is full of sweetness
and passion. But what do know2 /
have seen nothing but Parrendorf; done
nothing but plow and dig p
81 do not know said Herr, gravely,
sshow you are TO equal these master
pieces. But be sure of one thing, my
SON, you can only describe what you
know
So Conrad went his way.
The Grand Duke was back. Parren-
0Ofu aQdlu WOiCF OsRA4Ouy PSOOANouuo
and red stockings. Early in the morning,
the little band of musicians, Herr Weber
at their head, marched up the street, each
with his violin and roll of paper, and a
rose in his Jacket.
Their sweethearts had sent them the
roses. .Greka had sent bud to Conrad,
but his old mother hobbled in with one
| the next moment when he hid Greta's,
a.,T wore his old mothers.
All the cid people of the village were
gathered about the spring, boasting OF
Hans or Seppe but Conrad's father and
mother slipped off from the others, and
Drayed for him. Then Frau Rosen began
| to cook dinner
eHe will:lose. of course, poor boy so
I will make glsd for him just as much as
| if he won.',
Meanwhile his highness sat nursing one
leg over the other knee, listening to the
competitors.
& And was ist das ?'' when Hans had
scraped and tugged until the perspiration