The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1874-01-28
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TIE. YOUNG MUSICIAN.
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sA4 There are some quaint little
towns hidden hereand there inthe
s..PennsgiEania hills, oa-<Hhich few
sof tkersaders Of the -World=are
likely aoghaTe. heara@@The settle
1Sment were made by Germans, a
: genssaion or two ago, who carried
into shegild dernessstheir own Gadi-
.::,Stions language ~and customs, and
: xvi wthashsEe held to- them obstingtely
ever since. The young men of
these families do not 'tgo West" as
other Americans do, to push their
fortunes; the young women marry
usually among their own people. i
Ns One Of the most secluded and
..sreeresE.of these villages is Paffen-
darG among the central mountains
ofrthe State. It lies of of any
post-road, andis too insignificant to
find 8 place. on the map. 4 as2s2S
You might ride for day or two
through forests efaoak and syca-
= more, with the occasional glimpse
of a deer, if luck favored you, or,
indeed, ofsa bear, before you would
come to bislonelg> hanles, which,
after all, consists but of hafa-dozen
enormous red-roofed barns, with
small dwellings attached. After
searching for while, you would
haEe found years ago. one of these
houses with q broader porch than
the Others on which two sleepy fat
Dutchmen rocked themselves in the
SUE andsdezed andgsmoked while ll!e'
,watchingfors the guests that never
- came. ~
''>-'4 By the side of the, mountain, too,
3yeBss to thellouge, aspiring dripped
& EIss sIear crystal into a ! long 3 nossS
wooden trough, which ran over on
theroad, making adelectable pud-
die for the ducks. This was the
most prominent sign that old Peter
Schnel's house was an Inn
- The countenances Of the people
were heavy. There was nothing
{! GGght or beautiful i in them ); no hint
of any feeling beyond dull appe-
tite for serapple or wurst. The
-, town, too, had a heavy, istless ap-
-, p,earance, with but two singular eS-
cep,tions-tthe rare and'lovely flow
ers in front of.eVery dwelling, and
. the music with which in the evening
- thel1sstreets we're filed. .''
AL Germans care for music, but
it was Herr Weber who had taught
the boys in ,Parrendorf such Won
derful skill. None of them, except
- Conrad :Rosen, the carpenters son.
had anything else to do after the
n :ploughing and planting were over,
=: :. than to scrape away on their v1o-
, Inns. ..... ......- 80
''.-'" But long before Conrad was born'
/" his father found out there was no
scarpentering work to be done IN
Parrendorf. His farm was poorly
z managed, the crops died out acre
81 after acre was sold, and the end OF
" il an was that Rosen with the rheu-
-. mD,ss:tiisam,l, ,s:tiia and his wife with-a lame
.'... -. 8. LEG, and Conrad, red-cheeked and
= bright-eyed, were the poorest and
= iolliest family in Parrendorf:
- =. 81 The old man and woman sat and
smoked their pipes at each side OF
the clean hearth; Conrad dug, and
ploughed, and resped for half the
. farmers in the country, to keep
meat in the pot. Worst Of all
80 shout this time the lad began 10
cast his blue eyes on Greta Brandt,
Il, and to take his fiddle into Brandts $
=, porch, in the few hours he had to
play on it.
: = ~,- .Greta was then plump little
: girl of sixteen, rosy and fair. In
5 the last month or two, she had tied
- her long yellow braids with bits o1
sfsblue ribbon, and knitted open work
dosss the white stockings that covered
sv SS bsYoung Peter schhnell began N te
Of passe his violin up in the evenings !,
it, lay and Greta sang ''maSs 'c'
ST. with them both, and laugh
she showed her pretty Whlte