Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1889-03-08

southwest toward the city of Granada
but being still two days Journey away
from it. When the sun Ind turned TO.
ward the west, and all the shadows
pointed east, The sailor began to sing.
His voice was barytone, but it was SC
high that had an Italian singing master
had The training of it. he would have
pulled 1T up into tenor. He would
have dono this because the italian of to.
day scorns the medium registers, aud
would rather sing high than sing well.
But John pricked up his ears IN hear the
song. 1t was old enough, and was plain.
ly enough suggested bv the scenery, and
IL was very well sung indeed, although il
was written for the erlna CT SRA in.
voio. who is not usually barytone.
suddenly he paused, looked up Mt the
sun, aud said; AIS list drc Uhr zwanzie
Minuten. Otis twenty minutes pasi
three.
He was not proud of his voice, but he
was OF his skill in telling the hour by the
sun.
hut John understood it rs n challenge,
ana he Mt once took up the air and
carried it on.
And they understood each others
operate Italian
Johns voice was good clear tenor,
and when he took his high notes with
me flourish of his arm, who ever np.
plauded prima donna rs the sailor d id
John! and they nodded aud smiled in
great Slce. So then they quit a. IN Dia.
volo," aud the sailor broke into the due,
between Lionel and plunkett; and thus
the two road mates sunr much of the
opera oil Martha" to the roc ks of Anda.
ltlSll. I}ilt what
was the discovery that they could SIM
to each other what they could not saw
When the sailor thought to compliment
Iohn by God Save the King,n John
stopped him short by "Yankcc Doodle
and this was palmer than passport
could have been So the sailor again
embraced him, and snid something about
Chicago, which John replied to by dc.
nounc'ng the anarchists and by singing
"Gld llundrcd. He chose this staid
and ancient melody, not because it bore
upon anarchy, but it seemed to him ut
the moment the most penccablc and
orderly tune he knew. AS the sailor
joined in with him he supposed he
understood him, and it seemed more like
the "Doxologv" than ever
Then the sailor stood still by young
tree and sang some of the soprano part
from "Tannbauser" in rs good II falsctto
rs he could command. and fell on his
knees before the sapling and looked
earnestly Oh it. John took this to mean
that he greatly admired Wagner, rs in
decd he did, hut still more deeply did
he adore II certain l'rauicin who sang
Ism, and this was what he meant, and
when he rushed forward to embrace the
sappling, and then fell back suddenly
and in great detection, he meant to cX.
press The Observation-Disclosures of the primn
donna. IL was astonishing how many
condolences they gave one o the other in
song and that neither understood made
no difference, because it is always sweet
TO tell, even if we are not comprehcnded.
IL was, however, to very pretty
Spanish woman that John sang Schu-
berts "Wanderer," and so explained
why they were on the road. She lived
in little house up high among tho
rocks, where the goats seemed more ut
home than human beings; but when
John had sung to her and the sailor had
By the drinking song from Iucretia Dor.
GA asked her for wine she went into her
house and brought out her guitar aud
sang to them.
This pleased them greatly, because her
voice was rs pretty rs her face, and she
had a store of ballads they had never
heard. One of them ,hc taught John.
who had used n guitar in the days when
he was choriscr and had sop ano
voice. 1t would be hard to tell viii. h
OF the three was best pleased, and they
were ms courteous to each other rs gran.
dees of Spain could ic
when the sun set they separated.
John took the road down the hill to a
villngc where he meant to spend the
night: and the sailor struck out for
the nigh road where a coach passed each
evening Just before dark. When they
parted the two men embraced each
ofhcr, and the German kissed John on
both checks, and John kissed him on
the llps as lie would his little brother.
To the woman John gave his silver
match-safe and the German followed i,
by silk handkerchief And then, ex
chang'ng walking sticks. they par ed.
They made, each in his own tongue.
many promises to meet again. and Ibis
each well understood and thoroughly
meant. And they never forgot each
other. John never went near a mort or
on a vessel without looking for his Ger
man friend in Spanish service, but he
never foupl him.
His chances. however, would have
been better had he gone in search of a
German baron who had followed an
opern singer to Spain. and who, having
failed to win the Indy by his love and
his rank, had schemcd to try love and
romance. And it would have greatly
pleased John, who wished his rond mate
good fortune, had he known that the
story of this adventure. told with en-
ihusiasm and caGcrncss had made the
singer pardon the intrusion of re-
jcctcd sn;tor, and that the baron, losing
no advantage, had mt last bent the sap,
ling and won wife And it would
also have amused John had he known
that wherever American mil.ionaircs.
who are known to be rs eccentric
ms they are rich, were congregated.
there did the baron look for his
friend. But after all, it probably
was the Spanish woman who had the
hest IN the end, because when she went
to Granada with her husband who was
matador how many operas and how
much music did she not hear while she
and her friends were looking for the two
foreign singers who had stopped at her