, 1874-01-01


The congregation had already dispersed, an
"a met them stresmng acroEs the great squa r
l felt lure that Zadaka wQuld be putting By hi
music and starting hpmeward by the time
reached the cathedral. II was sunset,.- aud
great flood OF light was streaming in .tAtOug
the WESTERN door and windows as ent6rasu; il
radiating tomb and pillar, and spreading aoros
the floor Of the nave broad band OF glotlou
radiance, like cloth OF gold laid down for som
| Emperor's coronation. There was no one in til
church except one acolyto in white sdrplice
| who WAS removing SONG tall silver oAndlestick
from side altar. al at once tAe organ brok
out With great volume Of T cjoicing sound, an
portion Of palestrlna's fine 1naes, 'Stella quar-
yiderant Aagi," Was poured forth with splendi
power, and spirit OF devotion worthy Of th
| composer himseif. I was 30 delighted that raj
under the organ-loft and clappeo my hands, jus
| as the great dcIuge Of Music hnd oubsided to
| mere calm ripple VI harmony, pure and sweet g.
| naiuen's Ii, 1nn.~
An old gray head crowned by black yolve
cap, head worthy OF Titlan's painting, looked
out between the crimson curtains OF the orgau
| loft. and voice cried:
| p1eud the old chapeI-master: Come mp hele,
| and will play you . inner bit than that from
| the "Sicut cervus dea1delat (aa the hart pants
for the wster-spriup). Come up. my dear son.
/ EAQ[ you 10 near Luis UanLDOJ STOP.
sprung up the old Stairs with the agility OF
threc-ana-twenty, and VAS in moment by
Zadaka's side, studying tho passage in tile old
music-book with n nlch he was 30 enraptu1ed.
Again be played i glorious passage from the
mass liz had mentioned, till q stray gleam OF
linn 1uto q saint singing in paradise to tho glory
of God. Has eyes slowed With renewed youth
as Ee pressed the deep-yel1ow keys. till tue m,,eic
realed around him. aud made the very plni1ks
under our feet and tho carved clerubim above
us vibiato again: Long professional passa5es.
like the tramp of armies Fright carollngs. as Of
welcoming angels; stormy fugues full Ut rude
thunder and the conflict Of warning hosts;
groans Of sorrow IS from expiring saints then
! radiaut peaceful ending, Ike tie suhsiding
delight, as from the golden doors Of
heaven thrown open to greet the great
army Of eartl1's martyIs, As the last
note finished aud the organ slowly subsidized in
to rast, tho old man, worn out by the yehemence
Of his own passion, closed the book, tested Its
bead on his hand, and covered his eyes tr.m the
rieh light that now fell upon them. He WIS 81
leut for moment or two. as chatiered about
the doings OF the ,norni2g-the pedauiry OF one
master aud the cleyerness OF another.
land that 6teiger. does he ever taix of me to
you I" said Zadaka abruptly, watching me as
''Steigerl"
49, Yes, s.eiges, Iaee he has-you color: Ten
Ul9 TQaE Ee EAlQ.
''1hat you seemed like man who had COM
1nitted eome crime, living SO apart, and that no
Que knew your antecedents.'
He said that Yes, because he tried to be
orsanist here 1T this cathedral and beat him in
30. no one cares wha. stci,>- says; his
blood is as Lack rs ink, and he is as full OF
malice as melon is of eeeds. We're going to
;ive him CATS concert tho last night before tho
4 ore, With sixteen tlumbones
nd double tougs-aud-poker chorus.
COMMITTED crime ~ unused the old man.
Committed cr11re, and because I live apart.
10 did not say what crime z"
mo. O, don't think again OF such = fellow
8 that. He hates every one"
s. Do you not hear a footstep in the nave ?"
lid Zadaka, AZ he drew tack tho curtains and
,oked down anxiously into the nave, where tho
road roadway OF light still fingered.
"No, hear nothlnG; We are alone here.
M the last choriste1-bo5, 20 out as you we're
Iayiug the 'Sicut ceryus."
':Don't you see some one entering at the west
cor !"
!. Where n
There, by the monument Of the soven Mer-
bants."
"No, see no one."
Not there BY the pulpit:"
"No"
"You look to the left pillar-I mesn there to
10 right. Look! it il crossing toward the light
d the floor"
looked, and there truly, across the great
olden band OF light. thin youthful
cure dressed in black, with face turned from !
), pass slowly toward tho east door.
''Tlere, there!" said the old man, with
ai1ful expression Of apprehension. ''You see
now; l an not dreamlug-it is he! You
&c it!'' ard lie hid his eyes and bent his head
his hands. /
g It Is only some chance VISITOR sa,d. II {
i'll run down aud tell him the cathedral is clos
,g. or he may le locked in."
3-tr1 n L.k.. H.. /
called no one answered. I run from the east
DOR to the vest. No. looked into the choir
there wos no one. Yet 1t is true that there (
nd been quite time for stranger passing By to
lter cross toward the east door, return, and {
ave before ! had descended the stairs aud
lat was the explanation gave Of what Zadakn 1
sidently Wns inclined 10 considcr RS q SUPER !
atural appearance, without any mure ground |
lan his OWL excited and perhaps morbid lnagi-
alton.
Just then heard the sweetest little 7oice call. 1
Herr Papa, Herr Papa. where are you :" 1t
IS Lsa. ran forward to meet her. and nc !
a up the orgau-etairs together. Herr Zadaka
I'd fxinted! ]
u.-TBE TEMPTATION.
More than year had passed slncc that eyeu-
9 in the organ-loft and I lad grown into q +
uaic'an Of sone skill, and: what il more, had {
Veloped wha! my enthusiastic fellox-students c
ere klnd enough to term :" genius for conpo-
ion NY IDEAS we're crude, no doubt, and a
l
yself an ability to selec: and marshal them.
ley seemed to take shape and while men '
ore clever than myself, certainly mo1e scien. t
ic, we're uastinG tncr time on drawing room |
usic, I always kept in view the one settled t
lrpose of my ifc-original composition. q
pcra.wrlting, as admitting OF great play OF i'm
'nation, and embracing almost every style Of c
imposition, was the path I had selected s
fame; and the crown Beethoven and r
ozars had strlven for no one but Pc a
n to nFff}r raS s1r-C
re to despise, 1 had begun an opera on
q subject Of - Romeo and Juhet," with fairy f
oily interviewer; my love for Liza had inspired t
e for the work. j Toured into it all my love s
r her. That first passion. that never burns I
,ain 60 purely and go brightly. gave thought, c
tenderness and truth to the love Passages that !.
night never be able again TO represent with G
Gu It allan passion and sustained vigor. For L
Y ne1t opera I might take the Cepci or Man +
ed, or somo deeper or darker subject, and q
row into that the ambition OF ripper years; but G
ve, love had decided should be the MASTER
ring OF this my first work. l toiled on, select E
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