The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1889-07-27
traveller, who readily followed the Nor
wegian words.

fears to CO. Shs comes often to the water
fall TO learn of the Forcegrins, that is tho
water spirit In whom our people have i'm
plicit faith. They often tell of seeing and
hearing him, as he floats through the foam,
with his hoary beard, golden crown and
white mantle, making music on the glitter
ing strings of his harp. Helga believes she
can learn to sing from him, even as her
rural brothers have learned to play magic
strains on this fiddles. You have heard
them at the rustic dances, you know what
wild inspiration they display. This girl
has the same ring in her voice, but not con-
tent she is pining for the musical training
of great city,"
~ must talk with her." declared the trav-
eler, with sudden resolution. "She has a
great career before her. To meet it may
| be given to make the first STAGES OF it easy
| for her."
Luther Marsdon was an honored citizen
of one of the Northwestern states Of the
New World. He had his numerous posi-.
tions of trust, his fair name was untarn-
ished he was honored at home and abroad. .
he possessed inherited wealth, culture and
refined tastes; he had many resources
within himself to make life beautiful, yet
at Sc years of age he was wanderer on the
face of the earth, berett of all those ten Ter
ties that could enable him to enjoy what he
had at his command. II has teen two
years since death had berelt him of his
idolized wife and three children and
thenceforth he had secured the earth in
search of courage to pick up the threads of
everyday life at home
He had passed six weeks in Norway, and
had been stirred by scenery, her history,
her folk lore and folk music as he had been
stirred by nothing since his bereavement.
Here was life, here was strength. He
would quaff the delicious mountain air and
become whole again The rev vigor in
fused into his veins made him long to be up
and doing, and the sound OF Helga's voice
suggested to his mind something to be
done. There was material in the girl for a
second Jenny Lind, and he would see to
having 1t properly developed
The guide presented Mr.. Marsdon from
America to ''Helga Sylvfest the bravest
sister maiden in all these mountains" Hell
ga dropped her quaint courtesy and invited
the gentleman 10 share the MONDAY tneal
with her and MART, her dairy companion.
Soon they We're all seated about the UMPIRE
tending board, partaking of the inviting
curds and other appetizing she's
Helgas bushes came and went very rap
idly as tho conversation turned upon her
voice, and the culture that might be OBJ
tanned for it. The open countenance soon
reflected the feeling within, and betrayed
tho great hope of the maiden's heart
Luther Marsdon had addressed her on The
subject Of his proposed assistance through
his guide, Torgeir Rambery no. quite
trusting himself to hand so complicated {
theme in the language of the country, ii
which he was but beginning TO orient HIM
eslf. What was his surprise when Helg
replied in the purest English.
81 thank you, sir. You mean well, but
my mother would not permit me to accep
money from stranger, even TO pay for tn
educGt'on / long to receive" and sh
strained the little clasped hands against tn
the throbbing breast, and that plainly be
tokened her food desire.
He asked her where she had learned hi
language. 1t was from an English lady VIII
had summered in the vicinity for severa
years with her son and who had given Hel
ga some instructions in music, beside
Rrousing in her wish for thorough music
al training. The lady had proposed to fur
n;sh the money, but had not lived ion
enough. Pearly drops stood in Helga'!
eyes. The lady had diel Of consumption
and she had helped nurse her.
"Would not tn, so1 give the help the
mother had planned!" Luther Marsdo
asked.
Helga hung her head, coloring painfully
"He was not respectful to m other an
I me-" she faltered at length 1--WE could az
cept nothing from him.
, No further explanation was needed.
. "Would you not let me help you." Luthe
asked.
"You seem different" said Helga, eva'
I lively. "But mother must decide"
3 This was the teginning. A few month
D later we find Helga and her mother 6
Weimar the former at the Conservatory {
, Music, and studying with its famous woes
7 teacher, Frau won Milde. Dame Sylvfes
e would not permit her daughter to go frol
a home alone, and her scruples about accep
, ing aid were overcome by the assuranc
r that Helga carried in her throat fortur
: which in due course of time could readil
. enable her to return all that was advances
4 Moreover prompt application was made IL
a one of those stipends Norway awards he
n gifted so ms and daughters as means of e.
; abling them to study abroad. 1t was o.
# tanned before the end of the first year
It Germany, and served to defray at least
n portion of the expenses incurred.
, A change had come in the fortunes
Luther Marsdon. Life had new intere'
i for him. He had been the means of settir
# one bright young being to work; he, to
n longed to be at work once more He cou
! take no true satisfaction In watching Helgs
q career unless he was accomplishing som
o thing himself He went home, opened h
4 long closed office, and soon was in the mid
r of a stirring practice, for his skill and IL
o tegrity as lawyer gave him the confden'
t, of the people. The beautiful mansion
d had not ventured to enter after the lifele
: forms of his loved ones were borne from
was occupied by him as of old, and at b
|. favorite library desk he answered the mont
d ly epistles with which Helga appraised hi
h of her progress and welfare. Occasional
IS Frau Won Milde would add word OF
O. thustic praise of her noblest pupil, "a 81
c. styled Helga, and testimonials from 9th
IF teachers would be enclosed.
ir Time sped on, and there came day VIII
the young artistic sang for the master Lis
in his own home, to his own
% compartment, in his own most entranci
Of of songs, the "Lorelei." The master h
" kissed her on the brow and declared tn
she sang his song as it had never been su
v before. Why did Luther Marsdon win
r. as he read this. What mattered it to
le that the brow of his youthful protege
re been touched by the aged masters wither
W lips! Was she not the High Priestess
ne art who had gained mysterious power fr'
r. the spirit of the waterfall, the forest and
stream! It was new idea to think OF !
v. as an earthly woman for man, young or {
err to kiss.
d, When next he wrote to Helga, he reque
,u ed her to send him good cabinet pho
all graphs of her mother and herself. H
w startled he was when the pictures car
be and after compelling himself to look first
er the quaint, pleased face Of the mother,
gazed long and intently at the counteri
.ir semblance of the daughter. What
he glorious being she had become! She '
he the inspired artistic, the ideal woman. S