Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1880-01-22
The Pupils Love.

1t was the final night Of her engagement,
which had been . signal triumph in the
Italian city, and an ovation was rendered
by the nobility to the gifted pupil of the
celebrated Max Herne.
Whose mind was filled with the greatest
sense of triumph to night, masters or
pupils?
Max Herne sat alone in his box, hand
some, calm, collected, seemingly unimpress-
ed by the excitement about him.
But noting his eyes they tell tale.
Was it the performer or performance
that filled his eyes with alteration? We
shall see.
The beautiful child OF music bowed her
golden head and received the honors heap
ed upon her.
Her cheek was flushed with triumphant
pleasure, but she did not look once towards
the box where her master sat.
Herne was detained some minutes after
the curtain went down by friends pressing
around him with their congratulations, so
his pupil was at home by the time he got
round to the stage entrance.
In her private parlor the flush Of tTi-
umph no longer glowed upon the cheek of
the child of music. Surely she was not
| satisfied with to-night's triumph.
The expression betrayed her heart, her
happiness was incomple; her eyes said as
plainly as words, heart hungry.
The door opened. and Maude Leblanc
started from her position.
1t was young French girl, her maid,
who entered, saying:
Monsieur Herne is here. Shall l ad-
NIT himl"
'Yes."
And the daughter of music's face took
on a rosy hue again before Max Herne
stepped into the room.
''4ow did you get away 30 quickly2" he
cried, the moment he entered. 81 thought
your admirers would have detained you
Tor some time"
81 did not give them chance" she re-
piled, ave-ting her face from his gaze. 81
was tired OF it all, and wanted to get
away. wish it was over"
"You wish what WAS over?' he said, Sc
verely.
"My engagement throughout Italy. 1
long for the day to come when we shall
sail for home.
''Then your art does not satisfy your
souls longings. Yon have opened your
hearts door and let in other idols to share
the place Of one"
She did not answer him.
Surely" he said after waiting some
moments for her to speak, ''you have no
particular wish to return to the farmhouse
where found you. If my memory serves
me Alright, your life in your native land,
what saw of it, was anything but pleas
ant"
'cHis words stung her. This man stand
ing before her like 0 merciless judge, knew
as well as she did herself that she loved
him
She had betrayed her love to him thou
sand times by words and deeds. Why
should he speak to her thus unkindlya
Eyes, nay past life was anything but
! pleasant" she cried In a tone that startled
Max Herne, for he had not heard her use
il for wears. "But | am tired of this one
all the same-tlred of hearing the high
sounding name you have dubbed me. :"
"You are ungrateful," he said, coldly,
interrupting her.
"No. no; do not think that" she cried.
'To repay you for what you have done for
me would devote my life to you.
s'Devote your life not to me but to your
art. 1t Is my idol, as l have told you.
Make it yours, have no other if you would
repay me-"
| Her fair face was instantly buried in her
hands to hide its growing whiteness
Her love was thrown back to her.
Long ago, the truth that her master was
selfish to the hearts core, tried to force t.
self upon her, bat she would not believe
it. :,
4 III she had spark Of pride, she would
never again let this man know how mucf
she loved him; indeed he was already
tumbling from the pedestal inner heart upor
which she had reared him.
"You are tired: you are not yourself to
night" he said, more softly, smoothing
her bowed head; II think you
, , ought to retire at once. you need rest
YOU know we start for Germany to morrow
Has the sonora everything in readinessS"
,, "We will be ready to start anytime to
morrow" she answered, as she raised he
head.
"Then l will bid you goodnight, h
I said.
"One question before you co. she sai'
2 quickly. cit has been on my mind TO
some time.
. s.What is lt?" he asked, in his old gentl
D tone. at the same time regarding her in
:. tentlv for her expression, he thinks, ha
: certainly undergone change.
"Supposing you discovered another chill
It displaying the same talents that l did
!. would YOU take her and do for her as yo
: have done for mel"
It His answer came without moment
i' hesitation.
"Would II" he cried, his eyes agloW