The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1881-09-20


lost in sad dream when Mrs. Gray
said. in answer to some remark of
Alice's:
"Yes. We have fine pictures some
times in Boston; but We have our
magnificent organ always. Of course
you heard it, Miss Nellie, when you
We're there? Your sister tells ME you
are passionately fond Of music, and of
organ music especially"
Yes, have often heard it, l re-
piled.
l always though. l appreciated cur
organ entirely; but when my brother
Henry came home from Europe, the
year after it was opered, his intense
enjoyment surpassed even mine Ard
all this reminds ne to ask if you will
allow ME 10 present this same bEoth-r
of mine to you tomorrow He VIII
arrive here late Tonight, and will I've
most happy to escort us to st. Ste '
phen's, where he is a regular attendant
whenever he visits New York"
l suppose that Alice answered for
ne that should be happy to make
acquaintance with our friends brother.
l was too bewilfiered to speak. The
strange likeness that made her face
so familiar to ne ut first sight, the
maine Ut this unknown brother, Henry,
his intense love for organ music
what could i. all mean? / passed the
rest Of the day and night in state of
feverish excitement. would ask TO
questions. If It were indeed he l was
about to see, l should meet him As
bravely as l had parted from him.
He was and could be nothing to me
after this one day; our paths might
never cross again-I could bear it.
At the appointed time Mrs. Gray
called for me, but came alone! Then
l realized how weak / was how I
had been hoping to see him, though
l had told myself we should meet as
the veriest strangers.
"NIy brother will Join us at the
church." said Mrs. Gray. ''He was
obliged to go first to visit sick friend,
but he will not he detained long"
We reached the church just as the
service was beginning, and the first
strains Of the magnificent "Stabat
Mater" of Pergholese already issued
from the grand organ. The aisles
were very crowded, but as We APP
preached Mrs. Gray's pew, she whis-
perel, in a tone of relief: "Eow
fortunate! l see that my brother has
arrived before me and kept our seats;
but / must defer the introduction till
after the services"
The gentleman stepped from the
pew to allow Us to pass in, evidently
listening intently all the while. that
note of the music should not be lost.
He cast careless glance ON his sisters
companion-our eyes met. All l saw
was a look fjoy, Of thankfulness, Of
content. In my face, / believe, he
could read absolutely nothing. All,
what hours those were 10 me! But
for the music I could never have sat
there-so neart to him. yet so infinitely
far away! The music, now wailing,
now beseeching. now triumphant.
rolled through the church like a voice
from heaven, banishing; for the time,
all thoughts of earthly trials and temp
tatiOns. But it ended at last-the
vesper service was over.
As the crowd slowly dispersed, we
sat listening to the really beautiful
march Of Beethoven. Then Mrs.
Gray begged us to wait one moment,
as she wished to speak to some poor
women who were assisted ard en-
ployed by her. and were now waiting
for her. She simply named US to
each other and left us. The lone
moment" heightened into an half
hour; the last notes Of the organ died
away; only a solitary worshipper
kne!t here and there in the lonely
aisles.
And l was listening to the cold,
old story" how, from the first DAY
We met, he had cared for me, and me
only; but, fettered by that uncon-
genial marriage. into which he had been
forced, thoughtle=sly when a mere
boy, it was impossible for him to say
one word. Yes, he had loved me
from the first ; and now he was free,
and had come to seek me out, to ask
whether l remembered him. And
this time l had no need to tell false
hood.
When Mrs. Gray rejoined us, she
looked from one to another with
bright. loving smile, and whispered to
me: Il never knew, until just as
was coming for you this afternoon.
that YOU and Henry were old friends.
May he vour friend. also. Nellie. for