The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1883-07-27
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!enRtn beside him. The young man laid bis
large ~ hands on the keyboard and looked at
Touch the keys with the ends Of you an-
gers pleese-the ends Of Your fngsrs
"Touoh kiz ends Of your fingers, pliz.n Z.
"No---your wrist up.
Wrist up-ees 1t so ~
no. no; yon must not lay your fingers fiat
not use the pedal vet !"
Ach make nefter right See once now. {"
You hold your elbows out, sir. And now
Your wrists are down, and that s Just as bad !"
.Wreests sir down, and that ees zhoost as
pad a. veel you say that once again, plizs"
Your thumb must not be bent under the
hand: Remember the elbows, please"
mime tumb mus not bent unter mine hantn
said Carl, laboriously q ! IN = =
All now your hand is all wrong again."
said Emily, in tho teacher's tone Of studied
q am stupesd, ees it not?" sighed Carl, with
well-feigned detection.
Rouse me- said Emily; "but I can show
you best by placing your hand for you. Pardon
me;" and with light finger tips she bent the un-
ruly joints. Under her soft touch they took in
SANITY the right curve, and she exclaimed de-
llShtedly. Az this they fell fat on the keys.
The wretch had discovered another foreign
sensation that was hiqhly agreeable His stilf
fingers begged in vain for repetition. Emily
drew back instantly, and threw q little more
frigidity into the ''sir" that she had set up as
barrier between them. =
Well, what do you make out Of him ?" said
her mother. looking up from her sowing as
Emily entered the room. elias he any wits
thought he looked as if he'd got out from
somewhere that first day he came"
Emily, flushed and excited, walked rapidly
up and down the room. The cool little bust
ness woman had taken her departure with the
now pupil.
II don't know what to make Of it. mother
don't know what to make Of it. Why should
he have come to mo?'
:, "Why, you are avery good music teacher,
I'm sure" said her mother, threading hel
needle.
81 don't understand him He is poor, but he
is not laboring man. His hands are large and
strong. but supple and delicate as any must
4$e,s / shant have to keep him long on flu
ger exercises, though he Is very dull abou,
some things. but don't understand his hands u
hes dry goods clerk suggested
'sAnd his face. too" Emily went on, half in
soliloquy. SIT is the real artists face. I have
seen pictures of SUCH"
"Don't you think you'd better sit DOWN."
said Mrs. Lord. 'Youl BIO tired You've
got more lessons to give to-day"
''Yes, the Mcfarland twins" sighed Emily
and went YEARLY to put on her hat and shawl
Thursday brought her new pupil again.
''You teach goot," lie said ''Hear me al
ready once;' and he played the last lesson
faultlessly:: ''You will gift anoder? More
deefficult''
In spite Of the blunders, Emily's pupil made
great progress. She told him so with mixture
of reserve and warmth.
You play leetle," said he 81 wish to hear
you, rising from tho pano.
Emily said not q word, but eat down and
played a Beethoven andante with strange
sense OF eXaltatlon. The young man stood with
arms folded and bent head, his deep eyes fixed
upon her.
you hat the SOUL" he said simply, when
she had finished. She looked at him Quickly.
her eyes filled with tears. II como again
Tuesday" he said, ind took his departure.
Carl dropped in that night at Friedrich Hell
ler's tireside. The youngest Heller had the
attendance.
ga good joke that was, Carl, your stumbling
upon that pretty little music teacher Now,
thar never would have happened to me. /
never had an adventure in my life. met my wife
at a ball, met her at half dozen more. called
on her q few times and married her. How long
il your joke to last?"
u learn the phrases quickly" answered
Carl. 'It is horror of q piano.
'ssBut what of her? What of her. oh?
"she teaches well. think. She has not a
bad method"
SIS that all? Is that alp"
sShe has mother who opens the door, and
who sews. They are not alike"
Carl had wandered over to the piano, and
idly fingered a few bars Of the Beethoven
that Emily had played Suddenly he came
lbe ok and stood bsfore the fire..
"That is base trick am playing, Friedrich.
y am going to have done with it,"
Nonsense, Carl You like it, you know thai
we'll"
! Carl turned aud looked at the fire and laughed
ablg boyish laugh. He shrugged his shoulders
and threw out his hands as if denials were use.
less
"Did you give that letter to Pfeiffer?" said
Friedrich, abruptly
Yes; he heard me play. HI placed me
among the first violina. play with the orohes.
ira three times next week."
when you are ready for piano lessons tell
me. am turning them away every day. I am
The fashion, you know"
II do not want many" said Carl; "I wanI
only those who are gifted"
Friedrich Heller roared with laughter. Sand
what will you say to the magnificent Fraulien
who has about as much music in her as hand
adore you beside"
II will say, 'Fraulien, you hat mistaken
your Gift. I will not rob you of your moneys
Carl, what precious young fool you are. u
And very soon Carl said good night
The gallery nearest the roof in the Academy
Of Music began slowly to be filed long before
the seats below were occupied Among the
early corners were Emily and her friend Angie
Bowles. Emily sank into her seat and closed
her eyes YEARLY.
you're tired tonight" said her friend.
tits the Mcfarland twins" sighed Emily.
''But must forget them hore. can shut nv
eyes and fancy that this music comes to me
through the open gates Of heaven. oh, the
hard living there'u be before really hear it,
if I'm ever good enough That sounds like
grumbling; but YOU understand, Angie; YOU
and don't have to translate to each otherh
Angie seemed to be reminded of something.
Don't you find it very hard to talk with that
Emily was silent an instant, and then said,
quietly: I'VE are both good at guessing, and
he is lealning English fast We always under.
stand each other Hush! the music is going
to begin"
The gallery settled into areverent silence
At Emily's elbow sat 9 rough-handed man
with STOPPING shoulders, and rusty hat DO.
tween his knees. He leaned forward with lips
apart and eager eyes, for this was the feast.
day Of his hard-working week Across the aisle
were young couple, the girl With klndled
face, the young man with q look of good
admiring smile as from time to time he stole q
glance at his companion. Here was rude.
featured lad strangely softened and trans.
formed, so beyond himself that no forgot to BIZ
ashamed to show his feeling.
Emily looked about her. "Poor hungr,
souls! wish they could have their fill And
the people in the streets, evory one with his
trouble or his sin. should like to gather them
in, and soothe and strengthen and purify then
with free, priceless music. And here, to clam
Der to this gallery costs poor mans whole
DAYS earnings Cheap music is New York't
crying need"
'sYou ought to go to Europe! said her oom.
panioD. admiringly 'sYou ought to study il
Germany"
SIT is what look toward doyoutly, prayer
fully. That is the contamination OF ever,
teachers life. There can be nothing afterwart
but heaven"
sits shame you can't 70. But then Eu
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