Louisiana capitolian. (Baton Rouge, La.) 1879-1881, 1881-01-01

| Uue Uill-SIuc, Will " Will VI ulIlOSb per
| pendicular mountain at the rear, and q
superb view extending to the south.
| An old colored servant man, with wool
as white as snow and q suit of genteel
black, came to the door.
as Mrs. Sorel at homew Miss Dale de.
manded, with what dignity she might
command.
ayes, miss, de missis she's home,'
briskly answered the sable servitor.
"Tell her II is the masic-teacher, "said
Elsie.
And the old man showed her into q
pretty little apartment, hung with anti.
que chintz and sprinkled with trees and
butterflies in c0lors that would have
driven o naturalist wild.
A fire of some scented wood blazed on
a low marble hearth, and was far from
disagreeable and the chill mountain
heights, August even though'it was.
Presently stout lady, in black silk
and Hattering cap-strings, came hurry
ing In.
Goodness gracious mew ejacnlatel
the stout lady in black there's some
mistaken
Elsie rose up and dropped an alarmed
courtesy.
"rhere's no mistake, ma'am, think"
said she.
"But you are q childw said Mrs. Sorel.
81 nm IL, ma'am," said Elsie.
III wrote Nine. Dachesne"
"Mme, Duchesne could not come"
said Elsie, feeling her heart.throbs begin
to accelerate. ~ am her favorite pupil,
and she was convinced that conld rep
resent her. Didn't you get her letterw
~ have received no letter." said Mrs.
sorel, still viewing Elsie through her
eyeglasses, rs If she were some sort of
ON unaccountable rara arts.
Then ensued another embarrassing al.
lence, which Elsie Dale felt must be
broken ut all hazards. a#
"If You would be so good as to intro
duce me to my pupil" said she, II
think" ..,. ...... .. ..
ooh, certainly" said Mrs. sorel, with
little hysterical laugh, II will intro
duce You to your pupilw
And opening o door which slid gently
back under portieres Of pink-and-blue
chintz, she led the way into q study
lined with books, where, by the soft light
Of a shaded lamp, sat dignified gentle-
man Of 30, busy over heap of manu-
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"My son, the rector of the parish"
said she. Rudolph, allow me to intro
duce you to Miss Dale, who has come
from New York to give you music les
sons"
The dignifed gentleman rose and
bowed.
Elsie felt 40 If she could slide, invisi-
bic, through crack in the floor.
"Rudolph has had every musical ad-
vantage at Prague and VIENNA" said
Mrs. Sorel; "but Madame Duchesne has
o reputation for classical sacred music,
and my son thought it might be well to
refresh his memory with a course of les
sons in Aydn and Mozart before con-
mencing to instruct his choir-boys him.
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Elsie eolored like rose. w
Ell am very sorry" said she; land
SO will Madame Duchesne be. She
thought-and l thought, too-that the
pupil was child. believe l am pretty
well grounded in my musical education,
but, of course, couldn't undertake to
teach a gentleman like Mr.. Sorel. Per-
haps / had better return to New York by
the mornings store.' #.
Here Elsie, quite forgetful of her dig
nifty, burst into tears. .tt....
Stop minute' said Mr.. Sorel, gent
ly. why should you not remain at
Mont Sorel and instruct my little choir
boys in my stead! And while they are
still in the rudiments you can be practic-
ing with me-
IF could earn my board in that way
Elsie said feebly. "
You can do a great deal more than
that said Mr.. Sorel, kindly. And
now, mother, l am sure our pale little
visitor needs cup of tea. a.r.
Hospitable Mrs. Sorel made haste to
conduct her to the breakfast-room,
where fragrant tea, broiled chicken,
and biscuits as light as a puff of snow,
We're spread appetizingly on little
round table, ghttering with old silver,
and lighted with wax candles in antique
bronze sconces. .#ai aa