The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1874-01-02
TEEG ssYsgERz<s.is OEsGANEST.

Years ago. ar "a grand cid cathedral
overlooking the Rhine, there appeared
q mysterious oreanist. The great COM
poser vho hsd played the organ so long
had suddenly died, aud everybody. from
Che king TO the peasaut, was wondering
xho could be found to take his place.
Ehen one bright Sabbath morn, as the
Eexton entered the church, he saw
granger sitting at the Grape shrouded
Ggan He was tail. graceful man.
with a pale. but strikingly handsome
face great black. melancholy eyes, and
{iair like the ravens = ing for gloss and
color, sweeping u dark ives over his
shoulder. He did not seem 10 notice
the sexton, but went on playing; and
Afch music as he drew from the lnstru-
scent no words of the writer can describe.
the astoniShed listeners declared that
Sic organ seemed to have grown human
that it walled and sighed and clamoren
e. if tayturcd human heart were throb-
binQ through its pipes When the
Nusic at length ceased, the sexton has
tened to the stranger and said
'pray, who are you, sir 2
''Do not ask my nate, he replied.
AZ AaYe heard that you are in want o.!
an srkaaist. and have come here OIL
xyial ~
"You'll tie sure and got the place, y
ccclaiiued the sexton. Why, you sur
pass him that is dead and gone, sir. >
mo, no; your overrate ne, resumed
the stranger, with a sad smile And
then, as if disinclined to conversation, he
surned from old Hans. and began to play
again. And now the music changed
from sorrowtul strain to u grand old
-s0an, and the mysterious organst-
Looking upward full of grace,
Played, till from a happy place
Gods glory snsote him en- the face"
and his couuienance seemed not unlike
ihat of St. Michael, rs portrayed By
Guido
Lost in the harmonies which swelied
around him, be sat with his far see.
ing" gaze Gxed on the distant sky, :
glimpse Of which he caught through al
apen window, when there was stil
about the church door, and royal party
came swarasing Is. Among 80 might
tae seen young girl, with = wealth o!
golden hair, eyes of violet .,ic, and lip,
like ripe cherries. This was the Princess
Elizabeth; and all eyes turned to her a,
she seated herself in the ve!vet-cushioa-
ed pew appropriated to the court. The
mysterious organiSt fixed bis gaze upor
der and went On playing No sooner
Had the music reached her ears than she
started As If ghost had crossed hei
oath. The bloom faded FROM her cheeks
-4cr lips quivered, her whole frame grew
<rcmulous. AT last her eyes met those
Of the organist in long, ycarning look
and then the melody lost its joyous notes
and once more walled and sighed and
sfoaned.
a.By my faith, whispered the king tc
his daughter, "this organist has d mas.
Ger hand Hark ye! he shall play al
Jour wedding"
The pale lips OF the princess parted
but she could not speak she was duui}
xith grief Like one in Z painful dream
she saw the pale man at ;he organ, ado
heard the melody which Gled the vas
edifce. AZ full well she knew who he
Eas. and SHY the instrument seemed
-ereathing out the agony of tortured
heart.
When the service was over and the
royal party had left the cathedral, he
stole away as mysteriously as he haC
come. He was not sden again by The
sexton till the vesper hour, and then b.
appeared in the organ-lof, anu commeuc