The Sunday tatler and Jersey City express. (Jersey City, N.J.) 1883-1886, 1886-05-30

N Daisy did he tell bis new
hopes, but babe her be faithful, and
whether be succeeded Of failed, he would
return at the end of the year.
When he took his place in the stage
coach for the railroad station, his new
friend was BY his side.
Little Daisy kept her heart true.
Winter sped away, Spring blossoms
bloomed and fell, and the end of the year
was drawing near A letter came to
Uncle Josiah:
'.Wil you bring Daisy to New York, Z
Reuben wrote, sand judge for yourself
my prospects?"
And Uncle Josiah. after long consulta-
tIon with Aunt Polly, concluded TO go.
Daisy had new dress of soft white mus
lin made, and bought dainty straw hat
in the village. Then Uncle Josiah wrote
to Reuben by what tram to expect him,
and the journey commenced.
Reuben was not at the depot, but in his
place was a courtley gentleman. who ex-
explained to Uncle Josiah that his nephew
was detained by business, took the travel
ers to o hotel, where their rooms were en-
gagged, and waited while they had supper.
Then, telling them that he would take
them to Reuben, he put them 10 carriage
and drove them to white building whose
wide hall was brilliantly illuminated.
Here well dressed men and ladies in full
evening toiletes were entering in crowds.
Reuben'l friend led Uncle Josiah and
Daisy to seat In the brilliant hall near
the platform, and told them that Reuben
would soon come.
In Daisy's hand he put programme,
and she Wonderingly read the musical treat
IN store for her, only vaguely compre-
bending it all. On every side the buzz of
conversation bore the name of the great
L---, the famous violinist, whose Gre
mona seemed gifted with speech under
the touch of his inspired fingers. 1t was
like q dream. A white robed lady came
upon the platform and sang; gentleman
played solo uponthe piano. Then there
was a great noise of people clappiug their
hands and stamping their feet, fairly be-
wildering poor country bred Daisy.
A great hush, and softly, familiar as q
mothers voice, there fell upon Daisy's ear
the notes OF violin bearing out upon. the
air thesmelody of Reuben's Carnival of
the Birds"
She looked up and then met the soft,
dark eyes of her lover watching her face
as he drew his bow across the strings. Not
sound but the music of the wondrous
violin broke the stiffness of the vast room,
where one mans genius kept the crowd
spell bound.
It was over. and the great violinist was
gone. Again the deafening, tumultuous
applause, and Reuben was back again,
playing an air unfamiliar to Daisy, but
seeming to answer all The deep joy of her
SOUL
Twice Reuben played, recalled each
time, and then the concert was over, and
their escort led Uncle Josiah back to the
carriage, Daisy clinging fast to his arm
At the door of their private parlor their
new friend babe them good night, and
opening the door they stood face to face
with Reuben mot the pale, sad boy of a
year ago, but a man, self-reliant, glad and
noble, and one who had found his life
work and was doing it well.
Uncle Josiah found the strap of his
glove most uEmanageable while Reuben
clasped Daisy in his arms, and low, tender
words fell from the lips of both. But
when Reuben, clasping Daisy still, held
out his hand, the farmer grasped it hard.
mo doubt lam an old fool, Reuben, 2
he said, "but I'm not too old to learn
And Reuben, over the dainty supper that
was presently served, told them how his
violin had won him fame and gold, more
than Uncle Josiah imagined man could
earn ia ten years. II have an offer 10 90
abrosd, uncle" Reuben said, ssand if [
accept must sail next month. May / take
Daisy?"
YES, lad. You've kept your promise,
I'll keen mine