The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1874-01-07

The girl looks up TO the window,
where she had SO often seen me.
She plays through her list of airs,
and dwclls long upon my Gavorilr
""t DO not appear. 'Lcl Us play
them over a""in,' she says, he
seems in mood to tease us But
still am not to bc seen, and they
move off slowl ~, and frequently
look back. \ week k-pcrhaps u
month. rolls hy, and every day
they take their stan | at the usual
place. y strange facc--pcrhaps
IN unkinu 0nC--iS seen ut the in.
dow. The Music Girl taps her
mother with the violin bow, and,
drooping her heat. murmurs 'hc
Is gone! The mystery Of the five
frame piece is explained. Well,
my story has been u sad one, 1t
is now become horrible. You can
easily suppose that the old woman
soon dicd--no matter how. Saw
she tottcrcd like The hasSoon play
CT from the Petit pout into the
Seine. The girl was then left
alone. Her violin has procured
her the last loaf in the last way
that it can }; and she is drawn into
the wide vortex Of dishonor aud
misery, which, after whirIing it's
Wet ms to the centre Of its black
maclSlrom, disgorSos them upon
the great thoroughiarc, that leads
to the hospital or the guilIotinc. I
will! suppose the poor girl has done
no crime but sicli--hcart. broken
--lrcblr--shc turns for relief to
the hospital. Sho stands at the
Central Bureau, begging for card
Of admission. Tho Sccrctary's OK.
perlcnccd eye is satisfied 1T one
glance j. the humility Of sickness
IS easy to distinguish from the
lmpudcncc Of drunkcnncss--an II Il
the card Of admission is given her.
Sho staggcrs across the open
space in front Of Notrc Dame, and
is about to enter tho Hotel Dicu.
But tho spirit Of music holds her
back for awhile; II voluntary
Swclls forth from the organ at the
near extremity Of the grand a,slo
in the Cathedral. She holds her
breath, and the flush upon he,
check is dccpcncd. lIcr eye.
brows, contracted into frowr
from pam, arch onco more, and
the world--Paris--givcs her Il
parting return OF joy. But the
organ is silent. 1t is answered by
another ut the farther extremity ol
tho aisle, Of equal tone, though
mcI'owcd into soothing sottncss
by the distance. Then thcro is n
chant of childrcn's voices, high uu
in the Cathedral. The Music Girl
rcgards it rs II representation OF
angelic response. and, in con.
iormity with faith, she sigus the
cross upon her throbLing bosom
and enters the hospital. The
nurses gather about her, remove
her rags, and put on the hubiIi.
mcnts Of tho patient. She IS
placed in her bed, and the curtains
arc closed. Tears Of gratitude
for such unexpected kindness
stream over her cheeks, and she is
gradually lullcd into IL fcvcrish
sleep by the busy but softly fail.
ing steps Of the sisters OF charity.
The physician makes his round.
Ills questions arc lcw--thc case is
too plaln-and sho is labelled Tn.
Pho'd frrcr. Why dwell upon dc
tails? 1T might have bccn six
days, or six weeks; her constitu.
ton might have been too much
shattered, or the physician, it may
be, chose TO make an heroic cxpc
riment. Dclirium comes on-.thc
patent clutches at imaginary ob.
jccts. In her phrcnsy, she secs
the face Of one perhaps who
should have been rcpcnlingIy
near, and an expression OF Curoci-
ly ovcrsprcaus her features. A
sister Of charity approaches, and
holds cup Of wine to her lips.
The smile comes back once more,
and the look Of gratitude. 1t is
tho last time. Death presses with
his signct, and the smiIo is pctri.
fled into the hidcous Sardonic grin,
and the gazc.-oh toll me, Her.
man; if you can, what is it that
tho dead gazo at?"
"Non would know" - replied
Herman musingly-"you would
know what tho dead gazo at? |
will tell you, though you may not
believe me. ] know that what
am going to disclose to you is
true and | know it through that
Observation-Disclosures, which
has already excited your astonish.
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