The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1890-10-19

young artist muttered to himself, as he
followed his friend into the hall
1t was well filed. The new vbolinist had
been thoroughly advertised twas claimed
that she was the greatest of her sex in the
use of the violin, and that Ole Bull, Joa-
chin or Sarasate could not bring more
clear and passionate tones from the instru-
ment."
Henry Henshall read this Oh the pro-
gyS& me with smile. The concert was
wei on in the second half, and a woman
was singing solo when they entered. The
next number was by Schumalln, and was
to be by the brilliant Louise Neville"
The hall was SO full that Henshall's
friend said they would stand in the rear,
| as it would be bother to go way down to
the front of the house where his seat was,
and besides he wished to remain with Hen
shall, who had only purchased an admis-
sion ticket.
! The young artists attention was distract
| ed by his reveries on DR.. Watson. 81 must
get Mrs. Smith to make a charge against
| him that will lead to his arrest if it be-
comes necessary to protect my ideal from
| him. But she must still be under his fas-
citations, for she wishes TO avoid this if
possible"
At this moment the applause drew his
attention to the stage. The audience had
evidently been carried away by Miss New
lilies playing, for they were greeting her
appearance for the Schumann number
with that hearty clappinss of hands which
is the artists most cordial and inspiring
greeting from the public.
He glanced at the beautiful girl, who
advanced with a dignif1ed manner to the
front of the stage, slighitly smiling her rec
ignition of the greeting which had been
given to her.
One glance told him that Louise Neville
was his ideal of the Wagner car. The fair
face was that which had haunted him so
constantly, waking or sleeping.
''Give me your glass for moment" he
exclaimed excitedlyto his friend, almost
snatching it from histhand. He leveled it
straight at the girls face. She had put the
violin under her chin, and the fingers of
her left hand were lightly touching the
strings.
Yes! It was she. The dream of the art
ist soul stood before him, fairer than he
had imagined She was dressed very sim
ply in gown of white satin, with large
sash of white silk at her slender waist.
He felt thrill of delight She seemed
nearer to him than ever. The purpose
which he had sworn in the Wagner car,
when it seemed SO wild and impossible to
carry out, now seemed to the excited young
man a very easy matter.
He felt that her position as public or
| professional performer argued some diff
Guilty in her family, and he was not slow to
think that in this way the beautiful girl
had sought to escape from the hateful DR..
I Watson.
The next moment he was entranced. A
! strain of music of the most delicious
sweetness streamed from her bow as she
lightly swept it over the nut brown instru-
3 ment which she held so caressingly.
Henshall was passionately fond of music
He had heard her wonderful playing in the
/ car, and it had held him in thrall, but that
t could not be compared to this.
/ Edna was inspired by the occasion to hel
q best effort. In the inspiration of the mo
D ment she forgot all but her art The
e dainty melody of the great German fioated
e on the air like lullaby sung by one spirit
u to another.
As she went on he felt that some occult
t influence was at work within the girl. In
stead of the free, spontaneous movement
a and the entire absorption in the compost
ton there seemed a tense, nervous agita
ton in the performer which betrayed itsel
! to him he hardly knew how. The tempo
was quickened, and the bow seemed t.
!, bite into the catgut, while her smooth fore
q head contracted into a faint frown, he
a nostrils dilating slightly now and then.
y Was she going to be overcome at the mo
i ment of her triumph? Could nervousness
% be asserting itself now after she had tri
q umphantly conquered her public, ant
9 when the house was hanging breathless OF
! her playing?
,, He felt in himself sense of discomfort
Y which he was attributing purely to hi
y sympathy with the young girl. But
q seemed to augment. At last by an attrac
ton which was almost against his will b
S felt his head turned to one side, as i
4 drawn there by some subtle influence.
\ Not five yards away from him was Dr.
: Watson.
X His eyes were bent with growing earnest
"a ness on the girls face. They were hot
4 and seemed almost starting from his hea6
1t was evident that the hateful man wa
- concentrating all the power of his soul int
- that look By his side stood Mr. Crawford
~ Henry Henshall understood the situatio
at Il glance. His own creeping, disguise
sense of being under some influence SCENE
:. explained by the magnetic attra .tion {
~ this devilish man. He knew too, that hi
ideal, this nervous, high strung girl who's
. artistic temperament must answer to tn
:: faintest impression, was being overcome
:: that terrible glance which DR.. Watson Wa
~ !. directing toward her.