The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1892-10-21
morrow. have been offered work in the

morrow. l have been offered work in the
CITY,"
"Work in the ethyl Well, lad it may be
you are too peaked for teamwork. and VIII
find it easier there. But remember, II you
fail, there's always a home for you here,
Reuben
Reuben graspef the hand stretched out to
him in his long, slender fingers and his Sob
bling, God bless you, sir; you are very
good to me" came from his very heart.
Not even to Daisy did he tell his new
hopes. but babe her to be faithful, and
whether he succeeded or failed he would re-
turn at the end of the year.
When he took his place n the stage coach
for the railway station. his new friend. met
in the fairy ring, was by his side.
Little Daisy kept her heart true. Every
market day when the farmer came from
town with his great wagon empty. he took
from his pocket letter from Reuben for
Daisy, and every one was hopeful. his
work was pleasant and was paying him
we'll. Some of the letters were dated New
York. some Boston, some Philadelphia, and
when winter came Reuben wrote from all
the great cities, even New Orleans, and
Daisy's heart throbbed high with loving de-
light to feel sure his love was true amid the
gay scenes he described, the new friends he
met.
Winter sped away, spring blossoms
bloOmed and fell and the end of the year
was drawing near A letter came to Uncle
Josiah:
"Will you bring Daisy to New York."
Reuben wrote, "and judge for yourself of
my prospects,"
And Uncle Josiah, after long consulta-
ton with Aunt Polly, concluded to go.
Daisy had new dress of soft white muslin
made and bought dainty straw hat in the
village. Then Uncle Josiah wrote to Reu-
ben by what train TO expect him and the
journey commenced.
Reuben was not at the depot, but n his
place was a courteous gentleman who ex-
planned to Uncle Josiah that his nephew
was detained by business, took the travel
ers to a hotel where they had supper.
Then telling them he would take them to
Reuben, he put them into a carriage and
drove them rapidly to white building.
whose wide hall was brilliantly Illuminated.
Here well-dressed men and ladies in full
evening toilets were entering in crowds.
Reuben's friend led Uncle Josiah and Daisy
to seat in the brilliant hall near the plat
form, and told them Reuben would come
soon.
In Daisy's hand he put programme. and
she wOnderingy read OF the musical trea.
in store for her, only vaguely comprehend
ing il ALL On every side the buzz OF con-
versation bore the name Of the great l.,
the famous violinist, whose Cremona seemed
gifted with speech under the touch OF his
inspired fingers.
1t was like dream. A white-r0bed lady
man played solo upon the piano. linen
there was great noise of people clapplng
their hands and stamping their feet, fairly
bewildering Door country-bred Daisy.
A great hush, and softly, familiar as
mothers voice. there fell upon Daisy's ear
the notes of violin, bearing ont upon the
air the melody Of Renben's Carnival Of
the Birds"
She looked up then and met the soft dark
eyes of her lover watching her face as he
drew his bow across the strings. Not
sounf but the music of the wondrous violin
broke the stiffness of the vast room, where
one mans genius kept the crowd SPELL
bound.
1t was over, and the great volinist bowed
and was gone. Again the deafenng, tumul-
tunus 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 car
riage, Daisy clinging fast to his arm. At
the door of their private parlOr the new
friend babe them goodnight. and opening
the door they stood face TO face with Reu-
ben. Not the pale, sad boy of year ago,
but man, self-reiant glad and rOble. one
who had found his life-work and was doing
it we'll
Uncle Josiah found the strap of his glove
almost unmanageable while Reuben casped
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 l was an old fool, Reuben"
be said, "but Pm 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-m0re
than Uncle Josiah had imagined man
could earn in ten years.
Il have an offer to go abroad, uncle,
Reuben said. land il | accept it | must sail
next month. May | take Daisy?"
Yes, lad. You've kept your promise
I'll keep mine."
"You are my guests this week. and then [
am free till we sail, so we may 60 home for
the wedding" Reuben said.
And Uncle Josiah, with inward mis-
givlngs about the boy. yielded to Daisy's
pleading face and consented to the argu-
nent.
A week of sightseeing. shopping. intense
happiness, with three of the concerts where
Daisy's heart was divided between love and
pride, and then away to the farm.
There was quiet wedding and Aunt
Polly wept over the long separation TO
come, but the little bride had no misgivings
when she turned her face from her old
home to cross the ocean with her husband.
And Reuben in his greatest triumpAs,
when crowned heads were bent to listen to
the voice of his genius. would ever turn his
eyes to where in some quiet corner he
knew Daisy, too, listened to his violin.