The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1878-09-11

their heads to the time, going back for q
/ fresh start or To play over some bar more To
their mind, and jabbering together now and
then without looking off concerning the
| lingering or the phrasing and getting out oil
/ it all not unpleasant ringing and Changing
As Fenalosa came in in his dark array, with
the shining new black hat In his hand they
| glanced at each other quickly, but banged
away, till, having made his compliments to
the rest, he wheeled on them, and with one
of his gestures, which even Leon and Garcia
never thought of disobeying, brushed them
from their seats, and adjusted himself in
their place. THE profane," he said, look
ing up at me.
used to think that nobody ever looked
exactly like him, so nobody ever played ex.
actly like Fenallosa Playing seemed to be
as natural to him as breathing. as natural as
it is to any Esh to wave his fins in the water
and the keys always sang under his hands
Even Chrystie listened when Fenalloss
played. 'They conquered the wild creature:
with the music in the old day." said he to
me, as leaned on the instrument. II shall
yet conquest of her." indicating Chrystie
with his head. And there was a conscious
power about him as the great chords rolled
out.
"Ah, Fenallosa," cried Chrystie, once when
he tested her, why can't you always be the
man that you are when you are playing, and
not the boy that"
"Chrystie," he said quietly, ''why can you
not be the woman of dignity that dares to
tell my fault. and not che girl 1 see when ]
pass the window, dancing alone with her
arms above her head and all her silver ban
giles ringing like the Aimee's bells? Eth?
But the beautiful armsl The fair head"
There you go again." said Chrystie.
To-day, as Fenallosa played, there was
something very grand and solemn in his
hon nIaf &c Ono rrnf 70 hot h.au
among the purple slopes and silver peaks OF
the hills, at home with the work of death.
BY degrees, though, more and more
sw eetness stole. into the measure.
with all sorts of hesitating turns and
melancholy cadence; he had forgotten him.
self and his boyishness in the music. But
when at length he paused ii was to see
Chrystie's eyes swimming in tears, and all
the boy was uppermost again. 'She is ice,
but l melt heri' he cried, and immediately
he began playing with total oblivion of
dead uncles and living coffee estates, ali sorts
of gay dance tunes and the airs of sweet love
songs, ending with a medley of national airs
framed In a fanfaronade of trumpet calls,
drum beats, and shrill cornet strains, for
Fenallosa was a master of music. Then sud
denly he arose, bowed to everybody, and
darted for the hall and his hat, found the
nat gone, and in its place the light straw
ruin that Garcia had left.
You should have seen the transport of rage
into which Fenallosa fell, and have heard
the anathemas on the luckless heads OF his
compatriots, the adjurations that they should
want hats all their lives and have no heads
to put them on. while the hat went spinning
to the ceiling came down and was trsmpled
under foot until there was nothing left of it.
"A nice prospect for wife, said at his
elbow. "a pretty husband, you" He
turned. laughing in an instant, his white
teeth glistening and his face full of color.
Why she not to pacify me?' he cried.
And of course we all laughed with him, for
the greater part of the time Fenallosa was as
good as play.
But there was no hope for it; FenaIlosa
now would not stir out of the house till
night ut is indecorous," he said. 81 am
not to mock the memory of my uncle. Here
] stay" And he was as good as his word,
taking tea with us and conducting himself
with the most charming dignity, evidently
in a sense of the honor due the day. After
dark, when we had sat for awhile on the
veranda overhanging the sea, watching the
great stars rise from the water, brother John
and John Allan went up to the ROOF with the
fireworks, and Fensllosa followed an in
crease of two or three other youths Emily's
lovers and Sues, presently taking place,
with the inevitable Spanish lads dying to
play some fresh prank on Fenallosa. But
Fenallosa shortly returned to us, and he and
Chrystie leaned over the rail together to
ing on the cliff below, and singing some re-
frain half under the breath together.
Ju as we are in the midst of our cries of
admiration at the effect of the Bengal lights
/ beard feet on the roof of the veranda over
head, tittering and te-heeing, and directly
down came long pole with huge bunch
of firecrackers on the end, suffering and
fixing and f1aring, and exploding straight in
the face of Fenallosa and Chrystie, shedding
sparks everywhere about us; and in another
moment there was blaze, shrek, and
Chrystie's musins were all in flames.
There was one scream from every mouth
''Oh, she will burn TO DEATH" for the sum-
mer parlors had neither rug nor curtain, and
there was nothing to smother the blaze. But
before the words were well uttered a sheet of
fire went hurting through the air. Fear
not" cried Fanallosa, II too, die" And
we saw that he had caught her in his arms
and had leaped into the sea.
Hurry hurry"' l shrieked. HE can't
swim he can't swim Oh, you have killed
them BOTH" But while l was exclaiming q
dozen long legs were scfambliDg down to the
beach, the boats were out, and before long
for he had come to the top again, and al
though he could not swim he could keep
a1oat-Fenallosa and Chrystie were pulled
in, safe and alive, but both of them badly
scorched, and what was left of Chrystie's
muslins one black and dripping rag. But
we wrapped her in the cloak with which
had run down, and by the next evening her
injuries were hot apparent, except for the
weakness from the shock she had sustained.
Funalossa had been at the door at sunrise
and at noon, aud at twilight he came again,
and now he sat beside Chrystie as she lay on
the cool wicker sofa on the veranda half
covered with the flowers that the deeply re-
pentant young scamps had hesped upon her.
1t was from there, as the evening darkened,
that the words of which told you came in
on that tenderly imprisoned tone:
"Will you to marry me% 'Ah, me povre-
cita, amigulta Chrystle mial'"
At which fastened to make racket of
any Sort When, by-and-by, went out on
the veranda, ChrystIe looked up and said,
shyly, Laura, dear, am engaged to Fenal-
losa that is, am engaged for a month-for
Just month, you know"
"a MONTH" l cried, in amazement.
"a month. By that time, you know, he
will be"
al shall be marry in just tree weeksT'
cried Fenallosa "Your Fourth was my day
of Independence. And marry in three
weeks he did.