Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1886-07-28

a. scnr sweet voice my heart has found
n, a.. NAV walk Enchanted Ground,
1--we e-efy day; Love. everywhere.
A.. land o. love. it still shall be
FecLanted Ground 70 ysu and mel
nan DOT HEARD THE MESSIAH.
TIE church was vast and dim. The
cir frar,ant with pine boughs, and over
-. OGDEN cross of the chancel hung
Sssyy wreaths of box and fir. 4 soli-
,Vry lirht shOne in front of the organ.
Ii.1I. feet were heard on the stairs
la.djnr 10 the orchestra. A door in
The organ case opened quietly and was
,hut TO close, when voice was heard:
.Is that you, Dot?'
"Yes, sir.
"Whag makes you come so early? 1t
L rearly an hour before the rehearsal
i4riDs. | should think the little bel
logs room would be a rather lonely
mace TO wait an hour"
Il always come early" sand the boy
timidly.
"SO / have noticed. Why?"
"MOtler thinks II DeSI-
oCOme out here and let me talk with
yoa. l have sung in the choir for
nearly year, and have hardly had
Il GLIMPSE of you Yet. Don't be bashfuli
Why, all the music would stop il it
were not for you, Dot Our grandest
Christmas would break into confusion
If you were to cease TO blow. Come
here have just a..iyed in the city,
and have come TO tie chs'rch to wait
for the hour of rehearsal. L want
company. Come, Dot
The little side door of the organ
moved; a shadow crept along in the
dim light towards the genial-hearted
tenor.
"Do you Ike music, Dot?"
"Yes, sir"
as that what makes you come SO
long before the rest?"
NO, sir"
what is it them"
81 have a reason-mother would not
Ike TO have me speak Of it."
"DO you singpn
ayes, at home"
"What do you sing?"
"The parts hear you sing"
"Tenor. then!n
"Yes."
"Will you sing for me?"
"NOW?n
"Yes."
81 will sing, 'Hark, what mean?' "
"Rossini-an adaptation from Cujus
Amman.
The bOy did not understand.
well" sald the tenor, 81 beat lime
now, DOt''
A lute-like voice foated out into the
empty edifice, silyery, pure, rising and
falling through all the melodious meas
ures OF that almost Seraphic melody.
The tenor leaped to his feet. and stood
Ike one entranced. The voice fell III
Wayy cadences. Heavenly Hallelu-
fab rise" Then it rose clear as a
.kylark, with the soft inspiration in it:
"Hear them tell that sacred story,
Hear them chant"
The tenor with a nervous motion
turned On the gas light.
Tie boy seemed affrighted, and
shrank away towards the little door
that leads 10 the bellows room.
"Boyl"
"Sr?"
'There is fortune IN that voice OF
!Ours."
THANK you, sir.'
"What makes you hide behind that
bench?"
"YOu won't tell, sIr?"
"NO. will befriend any boy will a
voice Ike that
The boy approached the singer and
stood beside him.
He said not word but only looked
toward his feet.
The tenOr's eyes followed the boys.
He saw II all, but he only said tell
derry:
'DOtv,
A chancel door opened. An acolyte
came in, bearing long gas-lighter.
de touched the chandeliers and they
burst into fame. The cross glimmered
upon the wall under the Christmas
WFeaths; the alabaster font revealed its
beautiful decorations of Gala lilies and |
TnliaI; the organ glowed with its
al pipes and carvings and cherubs.
The first fash of light In the chancel
iound Dot hidden In his little room,
Win the door fast closed behind him.
>, What a strange place it wasl n
u.ln light fell through the open carvings |
The organ case. Great wooden pipes |
Hwered alOft with black mouths-like |
afagOns. Far. far above, IN the arch, |
was cherub, without body-a golden |
lace with purple wings. Dot had !
"1Ged at It for hours and wondered.
be sat looking at it tonight, with a
sofroWful face. There were other foot
sVeR In the church, sounds OF light,
HAPPY voices.
- PRESENTLY the bell tinkled, the organ
- was on his bench. Dot grasped the |
slea' wooden handle, it moved up and !
uCSn, and then the tall wooden pipes,
WIN The dragon mouths began TO thun-
Ier around him. Then the chorus
sufSI INTO glorious strain, which Dot |
sue year before had heard the organist |
~! ny was the Midnight Mass of the
Middle Ages.n
"Adeste, fideles
Laetl trlumphanteS,
Venlte,
VenIte,
In Bethlehem!n
me great pipes close at hand seemed |
~ ~ uuhder. The music seemed to run |
aas 90. away into the distance, low, sweet
soIa sIu shadowy. There were sympathetic
IoOs and tremulous chords. Then the |
speSt seemed TO come back again,
CIV. au ihe luminous arch over the organ
inI;,. bs oack into the empty church the
'uolant chorus.
"Venite adoremus,
Nenite adoremus,
fenlte adoremus,
a., DOminum."
IA The anthem were three solos.
triaa vsnor sang one of them, and Dot
Saen i 70 listen to it as he moved the
sonA sSmuie up and down. How sweet it
ss!ued to Dots earsl 1t came from
no. ndiy heart-except his mothers it