Knoxville daily chronicle. [volume] (Knoxville, Tenn.) 1870-1882, 1879-11-02

Just then the first beam of the sun feI
upon the blossoms a little more, and i
techt the roses on the bushes, and the mex
thing il was broad day. The sun fairly
blazed the birds sang like they'd spill
their little tbroats; all the leaves was mo-
vim and fla him diamonds Of dew, and the
whole wide world was bright and happy as
a king. Scanned to me like there was 8
breakfast in every tOuse in the land, and
not a sick child or a woman anywhere. Ii
Was a fine mornin'. And / says to my
neighbor, that's music, that is
But be g!ared at me ike he'd ike to
cut my throat.
Presently the wind turned; 1t began 10
thicken up, and a kind of gray mist come
over things; 1 got low spirited directly. i
could see the drop touch the ground
some flashed up like long pearl earrings,
ard the rest rolled away like round rubies,
It was pretty, but melancholy. Then the
pearls gathered themselves into long
strands and necklaces, and then they melt
Ell into thin silver Streams running between
golden gravels, ard then the streams joined
each other at the bottom, and made a brook
that flowed silent except that you could
kinder see the music, specially when the
music vent along down the valley. |
could smell the flowers in the meadow.
But the sun didn't shine, nor the birds
sing it was a foggy day, but not cold. The
most curious thing was the little white
angel boy, like you see IN pictures, then
ran ahead of the music book, and led it
on, away out of the world, where no man
was---I never was; certain; l could see
that Just as plain as l see you. Then
| moonlight came without any sunset, and
shone on the graveyards, where some few
| ghosts lifted their hands and went over the
wall and between the black sharp.top
splendid marble houses rose up with fne
ladies in the fine lift-up windows, end men
that loved 'em, and played on guitars un-
der the trees, and made me that miserable
[ could q cried, because l wanted to love
somebody. l didn't know who, any better
than the men with the guitars did. Then
the sun went down. Itigot dark. The winds
moaned and wept Ikea lone child for it
dead mother, and he could a-got up then
and there and preached a better sermon
than any I ever listened to. There wasn't
a thing in the world left to live for, not a
blame thing, and yet | didn't want the
music to stop one bit. 1t was happier to
be miserable than to be happy without be-
ing miserable. | couldn't understand it.
l hung nv head and pulled out my hand>
kerchief and bowed my nose loud to keep
from cryin'. My eyes is weak, anyway.
I didn t want anybody to a gasin' at me
a-snivlin, and it's nobody's business what
| do with my nose. It's mine. But somehow,
several glared at me, mad as Tucker.
Then q l of a-sudden. olu Reuben changed
his tune. He ripped and he raired, he
tipped and be ta'rd, he pranced and he
charged like the grand entry at q circus.
Peered to me that all the gas in the house
was turned on at oLce, things got so bright,
and l hilt up my head, ready to look any
man in the face, and not afeared of moth
in. 1t was a circus and O brass band, and
a big ball, all goin' at the same time. He
lit into them ksys Ike a thousand of brick;
he gave EN- no rest dSv or night; h3 set
every Twin joint in me agoin', and not
bein' able to stand it no longer, [ jumpt,
sprang onto my seat, and just hollered,
"Go it, my Ru5el'
Every blamed man, woman and child
in the house stared At me, and shouted,
put him outI put him out! Put your
grandmother's grizzly, gray g~reenish cat
into the middle of next month! L says,
'Tetch me if you dare! | paid my money
and you just come a-nigh me-
with that, some several p'licemen run
up, and | had to simmer down. But |
would a fit any fool that laid hands on me,
fo1 | was bound to hear Ruby out or die.
He aud changed his tune again. He hOpt,
like ladies, and tip-toed fine from ee-d to
eend of the keyboard. He played soft
and low and solemn. l heard the church
bells over the halls. The candles in the
heaven was lit up oQe by one L saw the
stars rise the great organ OF eternity be-
gan to play from the worlds end to the
end, and all the angels went to
Then the music went to water,
full of feeling that couldn't be thought,
and begun to drop, drip, drop, crop, clear
and sweet, like taars of JOY faliiGg into a
lake Of glory. 1t was sWeeter thah that;
it was as sweet rs a sWeet-hearts sweet
MIN sweetness, with white sugar MKT wita
powdered silver and seed diamonds. 1t
too swees. [ tell you, the audience
Reuben he kinder bowed, like
rather you wouldn't interrupt me-
He stopped a minute or to two fetch
Then he got mad he run his fn-
gers through his hair; he showed up has
sleeves he opened his c~Oat-taii a leetle
he drug up his stool he leaned
over, and, sir, he just went tor that old
He slapt her face, boxed her
Jaws, he pulled her nose, he pinched her
ears and he scratched her cheeks till she
yelled. He knocked her down, and
be stamped on her shameful.
"She beloved like a BULL she bleated
like a calf, she howled like a hound, she
like a pig, she shrieked like a rat,
and then be wouldn't let her up. He run
a quarter stretch down the low grounds of
bass, till he got clean into the boWe'sof
earth, and you heard thunder gallopin'
after thunder through the hollows and
caves of perdition; and then he fox
chased his right hand with his
left, till he got way out of the
treble into the clouds, whar the notes
were finer than the points of cam
brio needles, and o couldn't hear
nothin' but the shadders of EN-. And
then he wouldn't let the old pianner go.
He for ard twod, he cros't over first gem
tleman, eros over first lady; he balanced
to pards: chsssade right, left, back to
places; he all hands'd %aroun'; ladies to the
right; promenade all, in and out, here and
there, back and forth, up and down, per-
petual motion doubled and twisted and
tied down, aid turned and tackled and
tangled into forty-'leven thousand mixtery.
And Their he wouldn't let the old pianner
go. He fetcht up his right wing; he fetcht
up his left wing; he fetcht up his reserves.
He fred by files; he fred by platoons, by
company. by regiments, and by brigades.
He opened his cannon, siege guns thar,
Napoleons here, twelve-pounders yonder,
big guns, little guns, middle-size guns,
round shot, shells, grapnels, grape, CAMS
ter, mortar, mines and magazines, every
fvin' battery and bomb a-goin' at the
same time.
The house trembled, the light danced,
the walls sunk, the floor came up, the CELL
in come down. the sky split, the ground
rockt. heavens and earth, creation, sweet
potatoes, Moses, nine-pences, glory, ten
penny nails, my Mary Ann, hallelujah,
Sampson in a'simmon tree, Jeroosarm,
Tramp Thompson in a tumblecart, roodleS
oodle oodle-oodle Observation-Disclosures
dIe-udd e-udile-raddleeaddle addle addle-