The Bad Lands cow boy. [volume] (Little Missouri, Dakota [i.e. N.D.]) 1884-1886, 1884-03-20
d BLIND / SINGER.

BLIND B ] SINGER
"A stranger stood within Tie cathedral
at Rheims: Ne waa leaning against bas|
pillar perfectly mo don lsss except 90
Scasionly draa d glow, which he held
ID one hand IDLY iddly through the other.
His atttiitudae was 81 lpressiye tof graceful
ness, and his face was calculated to
make one turn and look at gain. even
CASUAL meeting him on The street.
Is yeatuthfI face q ], and, to d tain
degree, childish; and yet I'll eres was
sonnet ga|aout the thin iPs xpressiye
of Vii and energgy His rehead vas
high md white cleaning out from e q
mass hair lliA s. eyes we're
dark bads4 sort Of lane our; !:
such eyes d 4; ,aak the truth L
and deepen nto ID sysa low when en-
they meet own d & ghough richly?
dressed. Stthsse was no Hing of tho top
about him He wore Id jeWelry beyond.
SHE small diam ond ring that shone upon
The ungloYed hand.
s His 5e sIi Vas king II the scene
around him: pain tin the work
III tie famous artists Of tile olden time
the massive daorio pillars, the richly
freaeoed eailiing, Jesse lated aisles, the
Snarrow pegss Of olished walnut, the.
splll pittss namented with
Latin ions and sherub faces
tile Hui lass the SOM
Dor org ed front; as
he calm1y aufysye these and felt the.
psasahSs that nTIad inc place, < Ii.
H beautiful placid ness rested upon his:
features and more than one girlis1 face!
was turned sats ffurGYe nome ts oWards3
The cer emony was dr to % close,
4 and The deep, sole tones Of the Or
gan fioated ithrof1g I'LL church. Twas
& d mas ter; thand tthat touched the keys;
Music seemed TO ass ame personif cation;
4 in that dim old room. Now the tones
are loud, reverbe ratiH 6 " hen low, soft,
Hutesik and ever and anon the
changing from allegro to andante, IN
Il which the silnp yerished intro ductories
seemed more enc anGngs than either.
Tie piaSin WAS sur Isl, md & yet it
was not kha viii h madie him bend his
& head mors isttte dHiss II and d brighter
light to iii gIiate his fac 1t was the
soprano eice in the choir that was
touching his heart nth TIL its exquisite
He seemed to hold lhis
breath lest the small esti information
should be lost And Il clear,
distinct nell dious voice it was. Others
hadiliste to its witchery, md had felt
3 heir oIsliips ttouche by o better in !
spirati 81. IttTose and fell in sort Of
volupt uoubn ess.. 1T ttrembled it
was. the 81 }of pathos, and when it
3 changed 70 rigidness, III was the asstlr-
ance, thesp osiittiiYenesso f faith. III
The Young man 4 oked up at the
choir, and among the array Of beauty
there his keen eye detected the singer.
n Her face was upturned her eyes were
closed and the light from the window
overhead SCENE to change into q spirit
nal radiaIce as it. fell around her. 70
After die closing Of tie ceremony the
To1ing man at the foot of the
4 narrow stairs lending ON the gallery.
The singer was leaalnii amin upon her fathers
L: arm and her yes; we're still closed.
81 She was blind ii
The young man started at; first when
this fact dawned upons his mind but. as
he took glance ut that sweet face his
heart went ont toward her With yet q
warmer glow.
an oYeI ACE aud Spiritually
n fair; tfhess was almost transparent
and the vel we're ttiinged with
a vermiil ion Her form WAS well dayel-
oped very mo- zion exp ressiYe Of grace,
and the beauty Ut Lief attire consisz
ted in its siInp city alone 81 al
SIS most any other fabric sor arrangement
~ would have been at Santag onism with
that trusting child like face. 81 dress
q was of plain calico, unad orned by
jeWelry, while d shawl ;of .. sort 81 neu-
5ss tral tint as thrown ne gently over
her sholl aeEs, part 81 conc ealing her
S full bust and COY ering but to the elbow
the plump, snow arm that rested with
v lin her fathers
Ernest Hare ourt the young stranger,
was seated besiiide the blind singer Of
the cathedral One arm was thrown
conf dingl arounlad his neck, while the
face npttafned tto his vas ightened with
the new life That had been born in her
soul They were I'M All 81 lists studio,
a. a and o face, ID very prototyp Of the blind
4 y, that rested again tlle easel told
the story of hours Of such commnnio on.
Iiirian,, my beloved spoke the
& young man, y must be my wife;
You must cone to home
And my ia lei, Erne st ]? o IT can
not leAYe him z.
e BIG shall home shall
I'll be your home and his, \ f8SSSi
Sd Ernest, know love you. CAM
not. see yonr face cannot see yonr
eye kindle You speak 4; but Lem
hear your voice and feel your warm
caress. There is, too, d spiritual ess
sence about you that draws me toward
yoa, md that ttells instinct, and as
sl,res my reason Tint you are l all that
pc Isl noble and true: Bnt think 4 Of it
Ernest II 1T q poor, ignorant blind
ss girl very child III ssa5g
sf For this do a love syons above alght
u else. on hre not GRANT. have
sat III osir feet for hours, a. quiett, lis
d TENN I'LL III on have revealed To me
how beautiful Sai, mike my life. You
have turned my aspiI iensi toward oil
that IS mob lei idly
on tie sci 81 life, al less Ytoyager,
did yoli NOT come to me md direct ME