Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1876-06-23

ayes, papa a palace and plenty OF SER
wants TO wait on us. But what are you do
ing mamma 2" said the child to Madame
Mozart, who was beginning 10 make prep
aration for dinner.
"Wby, you sec, while you are waiting
for the servants, 1 ain getting the dinner
ready"
"The dinner, the dinner when l tell
you they will send us one ready cooked, all
ready cookedp
The father aud mother began TO laugh,
when they heard knock at the door.
II was covered cart out OF which came
a cook, his assistant, and all the accesso-
ries OF first-rate dinner.
"We come from.the person whom Master
Wolfgang Mozart met at the entrance Of
the forest" said the cook as he entered.
Then he placed upon the table, as his as
sistant brought them out of the cart, vari-
Gus dishes ready dressed, some bottles OF
wine, and all the materials of an excellent
dinner.
"Csn you not inform me, my good friend,
who was the person who sends you 7' said
NJ. Mozart to the cook.
al cannot satisfy you, sir" said the man,
respectfully
The mditre de chdpelle insisted.
"Well, then, sir, your son knows who
sent me-" said the cook.
"Yes," cried Wolfgang, land Frederica
knows him, too 1t was the messenger and
friend of the great ST. John Nopomucene ~
"For heavens sake explain this mys-
terry" said NJ. Mozart to the cook.
"S'r," replied the man, 81 can tell you
nothing, except that the dinner is paid for
you can eat II without hesitation. Ifyou
wish to know more let your son place him
self at the piano, and improvise a sonata,
then the person will appear. 10 not ask
me any more questions for must not an
swer them"
The dinner being served, the cook retired
drove away.
Little Wolfgang was the first TO break ST.
lence afler the departure of the cook.
"Well," he said, "did not tell your
"Ah brother |" said Frederica, 81 thought
that the strange gentleman was making
sport of us, but now see myself that it
was not So"
"My dear children" said NJ. Mozart,
"let us sit down TO the table. The gener-
Gus man who has sent us this dinner is,
doubtless, good friend who has been sent
to us, even though he may not be the mes
senger OF ST. John Nepomucene. Let us
drink his health-his name is unknown to
No but fha ramarn hranna nf him xvilI ol =
ways remain in our heartsv'
You may suppose how merry they were
over the repast the family of Mozart had
never dined so splenddly. As to the chill
dren, they had never seen such feast
and they were still in the midst of their
Joy, when the clock of neighboring con-
vent struck two. Wolfgang bounded from
his chair.
"Where are you goingH" inquired his
mother.
"To compose sonata, to make the gen.
tleman appear, who gave us the dinner"
Then he placed a little stool upon which
he stood, before the piano, for he was so
little that his elbows did not reach the keys.
At first he ran up and down the scales
WIN IitNlslOu
ry in one 81 young and feeble; then he
passed TO the moduation of chords, and
finally improvised a theme so sweet, so
soil, that the mditre de chdpeHe and his
wife remained dumb with surprise. Then,
as he abandoned himself to the exuber-
ance OF his infantine Imagination his fin
gers flew over the keys; touched with the
of
their full sound then gently pressed, ca
ressed as 1t were, they would give forth
tones so expressive, that tears stood in
the eyes of Mozart aud his wife.
Soflened, moved beyond expression by
the melting sounds which Wolfgang drew
from his instrument, they all forgot not on-
ly the dinner, but the promised visit of the
stranger.
"Come hither that 1 may embrace you,
Master Wolfgang Mozartr' cried the mat
ire de chdpeIie, with the enthusiasm of a
father and an artist; with the help of God,
our Lady, and the great st. John Nepomu-
Gene, thou wilt be one day great perform
er, great composer, great man! But who
will push thee forwards in the world, poor,
unknown child; who will rescue thee
from the obscurity in which thou art
plunged by my povertyf Who will pro-
tect thee?"
II will" exclaimed voice from with
out. 1t was that Of the stranger. On be-
holding him, Wolfgang ran aud took hold
of his hand.
''See ~ he exclaimed, there is the friend
Of the great Nepomucene."
Scarcely, however, had the mditre de chap
ellie set his eyes on the stranger, than ris-
ing with an aspect of deep respect, he bow
ed profoundly, as he said,
"His Majesty the Emperor Of Austria"
Some days after this adventure, Madame