The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1875-07-01

or her charms so / left the garrulous
old fellow, baffied in my first attempt
at tracing an unknown person in a
strange city.
went home, and said as little as
possible to my growing companion,
who was more sarcastic than ever on
my return about the unfruitful after
moons work. But the next morning,
my American pluck being thoroughly
reused, vigorously resumed my pur-
suit. I learned from old Schultze
where the good but particular organist
lived, and thither beEOok myself. I
had invented a wicked but plausible
story which would apologize for my in
trusion on this musical despot so when
the venerable artist appeared, asked
him If he took pupils, ana what were
his terms, adding that ] was already
considerably advanced in organ playing
(heaven forgive me , aud was thinking
of pursuidg my musical studies in
Vienna / was politely received, and
got great deal of information which 1
had no use for, but finally succeeded in
leading him to the subject dearest to
my heart, and learned that the divine
singer was named Fraulein Maria-hoW
did l know that it was going TO be
tiOu which I trusted so implicitly
FraHlein Maria Won Hammerschlag,
which latter name was not quiet so
poetic as / could have wished, but for
cible enough. Without exciting his
suspicion, L got her address, but fur
ther than this could find out nothing
about her, he being more intent on
"roping me in" as a pupil than on
describing the lovely Maria Won Ham
merschlag. l promised to call again if
l concluded to intrust my masical edu-
cation to his care, and left as soon as it
was polite or prudent to tear myself
away.
OF course I took the earliest oppor-
tunity to call on Maria, for my policy
was one of bold measures. My anticipa-
tions frightened with each step in The
progress of my adventure Gas was
pleased to style it,. My Rrdor increased
as each club was obtained no power
could have stopped me now. The
moments seemed freighted with weiR hty
Importance. Who could tell what might
be the result of my wild freak? People
have stumbled into good fortune before,
and possibly my turn was come. In the
midst of deep meditation, my carriage
halted and the door was thrown open.
nCdIb gave OnS VIII DOuuus L EIOOu
before the door of a comfortable looking
dwelling with all the outward signs of
respectability. I made boldly for the
door, and rang the bell. Then my
heart gave at least two wild bounds.
Now, if the reader has taken the
trouble to wonder what the excuse for
this bare-faced intrusion was going TO
be, let me say that had gotten up
numbers of such excuses, differing from
one another in degree of mendacity and
righteousness. ] had left il for the in
splratiOn of the moment to determine
which of these 1 should use. I might
announce myself as an American i'm
20reSSGriO, seeking choice voices for the
we'll paid COL cert stage of my country.
I might say that intended placing a
sister under the charge of a competent
lady teacher, or 1 might blurt out an
unprecedented lie to suit the occasion.
The bell was answered by a sour-faced
individual, whom took for the servant.
asked if FIaulein Won Hammerschlag
were at home.
q am that person.
Sour-faced, dowdy, sharp-eyed, sharp
nOsed, old, crabbed-great heavens
1 was dumbfounded,
:" What do you wish, sir ?" she said
briskly, almost sharply, not at all
Gdagio.
"I-merely called to ask-if you have
rooms to let-or take boarders.
8 No, cir next house, No IA.
And the door was closed between the
warbler and her admirer.
I mean her crest fallen, disenchanted
admirer.
1 told Scott that it was next thing to
impossible to trace anyone in these
European cities, and that had de-
termined TO give il ND