The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1879-12-10
didn't shine nor the birds didn't sing: Il
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didn't shine nor the birds didn't sing: i
was fogy day, but not cold. # : -
The most curleus thing was the little
White angel-boy, like you see in pictures
that run ahead Of the music brook and
let it on, and on, away out Of the world
WheIe no man ever was, certain could
see that boy just as plain as / see YOU.
linen the moonlight came, without any
sunset, and shone on the grayevards
where some few ghosts lifted their hands
and went over the wall, and between the
black, sharp top-trees splendid marble
houses rose up with fine ladie sin the lit-up
windows, and men that loved 'ern. but
could never get a-nigh 'em, and played
on guitars under the trees, and made ''em
that miserable I could have cried, because
! wanted to love somebody, I don't know
who, better than the men with the pui-
tars did. ga6ss
"Then the sun went down; it got dark;
the wind moaned and wept like a lost
child for its dead mother; and 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
ieft for, not blame thing, and yet I
didn't want the music to stop one bit. It
was happier to be miserable than to be
happy without being miserable. I couldn't
understand it. I hung nv head and
pulled out my handkerchief, and bowed
my nose loud to keep me from erwin.
Ny eyes is weak anyway;I didn't want
anybody gain at me snivlin,' and its
nobody's business what I do with nv
nose; ITS mine. But some several glared
at me as mad as blazes. Then, all of sud-
den, old Rubin changed his tune. He
ripped out and he rar'd, he tipped and
tar'd, he pranced and he charged, like
the grand entry at the circus. 'Peared
to me that all the gas in the house was
turned on at once, things got so bright,
and l hilt up my head, ready to look any
man in the face, and not afraid Of nothin.'
1t was a circus and brass band and a
ball all goin' on at the same time. he
lit into them keys like thousand of
brick; he give EN- no rest, day or night;
ne set every livin' joint in me agoin'; and
not bein' able to stand it no longer l
jumped up sprang onto my seat, and jest
hollered, =.
no 1t, my I2u6e'!'
"Ever7 blamed man, woman and child
in the house riz on me and shouted, Put
him out put him out!'
"Pu1 your grandmother's grizzly gray
greenish cat into the middle Of next
month! l says. Tech me if ye dare! I
paid my money, and you jest come Q
mig me!
with that some several policemen run
up, and I had to simmer down. But I
would a fit any fool that laid hands on
me, for was bound to hear Ruby out
or die. --s
HE had changed his tune again. He
hop-light ladies and tip-toed fne from
eend to eend of the key board. he .plsv-
cd soft and solemn. l heard the church
bells over the hillg. The cand les of heav-
en- was lit, one by one. I saw the stars
rise, the great organ of eternity began to
play from the worlds end to the worlds
end, and all the angels went to prayers.
Then the music changed to water,
full of feeling that couldn't be thought,
and began to drep-drop, drop, drip,
drop, clear and sweet, like tears of JOY
falling into lake of glory. It was
Jweeter than that. It was as sweet as a
sweetheart sweetened with white sugar
mixed with powdered silver and seed
diamonds. It was two sweet. tell YOU
the audience cheered. Rubin he kinder
bowed, like he wanted to say, Much
obleeged, but I'd rather you wouldn't
interrupt me-
HE stopt moment or two to ketch
breath. Then he got mad. He run his
fingers through his hair, he showed up his
sleeves, he opened his coat leetle fur
Their, he drug up his stool, he leaned
over, and sir, he jest went for that old pi-
amer. He slapped, he boxed her Jaws,
he pulled her nose, he pinched her ears,
and he scratched her cheeks, till she fair
~ yelled. He knocked her down and he
stampt on her shameful. She bleated like
calf, she howled like hound, she
squealed like pig, she shrieked like a
rat, and then lie would't let her be. He
run quarter stretch down the low notes
OF the bass till he got to the lowest and you
heard thunder galloplng after thunder
thro' 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
was finer than the pints Of cambria need
les, and you couldn't hear nothin' but
the shaddcrs Of 'em. And then he
wouldn't let the old palmer be. He
for'ard two'd, he crost over first gentle
man; he chassade right and left, back to
your places; he all hands aroun' ladies
to the right, promenade all, in and out,
back and forth, here and there, up and
down, perpetual motion, double-twisted
and turned and tackled and tangled into
forty eleven thousand double bow knots.
by jnksl 1t was a mixtery. And
then he wouldn't let the old pianner go;
he fetcht up his right wing, he fetcht
up his left wing; he fetched up his cen
ter, he fetched up his reserves; he fred
by file, he fired by platoons, by compan-
les, by regiments, and by brigades. He
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