The Goldsboro star. [volume] (Goldsboro, N.C.) 1881-18??, 1882-03-04
GOLDSBORO, N. c., SATURDAY, MARCH 4, 1882.

the incongruity between her wishes and
herseIf-she knew she wanted leader,
and had not found ssone.
Mrs. Remicke plunged at once into
domestic details, and left Elaine to go
where she pleased; so late in the morn
ing, clad in single short dress of navy
blue cloth, with plumed sun hat to
match, she strolled out and soon found
her way to the church.
Before she reached IL, she heard the
low roll of the organ and snatch of
sweet sacred music filed the air and
sank deep into her soul. It was wave
of sweetest melody embodying q
tender communion with the Unseen.
It was burdel rolling from the heart,
and dying away in an inspired sigh, the
tears came into Elaine's eyes.
"And I thought him cold, selfish,
fond of pleasure. When he can givc
such expression to his soul as that, I
will never touch the organ when he is
near"
She entered the open side door, and
climbed noiselessly into the organ lofs.
Yes, in the gloom OF the shadowed light
she could Just discern him. The last
notes were reyerberating through the
hushed and vaulted space as she laid
her hand softly on his shoulder.
"You have given me real pleasure,
cousin. I can never listen to ordinary
music again. I--beg your pardon"
For it was the face Of stranger that
was turned toward her; q pale, intel
lectual face, as unlike the forid coun-
tenance of Leonard Austin as could
possibly be imagined.
M-I am the organist," he said,
hesitatingly, "and Mr.. Austin is good
enough to let me play whenever I wish.
It is," he added with mournful smile,
"my only recreation"
| Elaine was too much q woman OF the
world to be embarrassed, and she
graciously put the organist at his ease
by an animated dissertation upon ancient
music, in which subject she was
thoroughly at home. Then she left him
as his pale cheek was flushed with
ex ,itement and pleasure, and dropped
in upon the Rev. Leonard, who was
lying on Turkish lounge, smoking 9
scented cigarette, and composing his
Sunday sermon.
"Who is hep she asked, abruptly.
"Who?" sitting up in Difference tt
her visit.
"Why, the organist; he play
divinely, and has the most interesting
face I ever saw"
"Oh, the organist | Why, ! think HI
| is music mad but he does play well
doesn't he? He's the schoolmaster an(
general factotum of the village; ha
spent small private fortune in charity
and would take off his coat and shoe
, tomorrow and give them to tramp
he thought he needed them. He ism
quite rights-a sort Of fanatic, yo'
} know"
"How strangel" said Ehine, coolly
"such men are so rare that they ough
+ to be exhibited at so much head
r Meanwhile I shall want to hear tina
s lovely music every day."
: "You shall. Twill tell him you wisl
: it, and he can take the time from hi
black alpaca old woman and red danne
8 sufferers"
9 "On second thought I believe don
care, said Elaine. "You needn't men
I tion it to him. Very likely I woul,
l get tired of it If heard it too often
Q What books are these, cousin, any ne,
: novels%
"Not here" answered Leonard, wit
q laugh, 'these are Paley's theolog
8 and Dicks. philosophy. I am lookin
Q up some facts for next Sunday"
Don't hold the hay so high, you
9 sheep won't get any. Do you neve
q talk to them without books or paper ?
= "Why, you know, Elaine, our churc
\ does not believe in an emotional reli
gion. The people themselves woul
q not understand it."
Q "Husks husks," answered Elaine
II Chow tired they must get OF them
Q Leonard, don't like that expression
u Our church. It is not ours. lremem
u ber when | was at school. / said on
9 day 4 would give the world for piec
a Of bread and the dear old teache
|. stopped and said: The worH is nc
Q yours to give, my child"
g "Why, how energetic you are, cousi
y mine since when have you renounce
d the pomps and vanities Of this wicke
q world 2"
9 81 have not renounced them at all
y they have renounced me by becomin
;. tams and meaningless. Oh, Leonard
I 4 had such plans of q summer herr
2 helping you to do noble work, helpin
9 to forget that twenty-five years of m
o life have been frittered away, and no
2 2 am disappointedp
Q She wiped away two pearly tear
tossed her plumed hat on her head an
= went out, leaving him to his siesta an
y " his ciga, cite.
: "The little termagant," he said-st
= was as tall as be, but men like to ca