The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1892-12-17

show them 70 you; perhapa II you
are good boy. will play for YOU
Have you ever heard anyone play on
the violinp Mop Well l am ready
TO wager that you will like II better
| than the organ"
When shall come sirP" said
Pietro.
Why. any time you want to- To-
morrow morning. perhaps and you
must ask for Mr. Britain Can you.
remember Mr. Britain at the villa
Romoln. H.
Pietro could hardly walt for the
morrow TO come. He was SO absent
minded and INDUCED In SO many day
dreams that his father more than once
remarked:
That boy grows bigger fool
every day he lives"
Early next morning Pietro knocked
at the gate OF the Villa Romola The
English servant eyed him with dis
favor and went muttering to the
house:
There's dirty little Eyetalian
outside asking for YOU" she an
nouuced. with extreme reluctance.
Paul Britain looked up indiffer-
emily; but suddenly remembering that
he wanted o model for the picture he
was Mt work upon 0or he was ar
artist as we'll as q musician) he SAID
good naturedly.
.All right Betty. send him in"
He had forgotten all about Pietro
but 1t all came back to him as the
boy advanced timidly into the room
| AHA! So you did not forget
| Well, ! am In a musical mood this
morning SO come with me-"
He led the way across the corridor
into long. low mushroom. A piano
stood In one end strewn with papers;
three or four violins and guitar lay
on the table. and near the window
stood harp. Paul smiled at Pistro's
astonished looks and babe him sit
down. Then he picked up one of the
violins and began to play. Paul
Britain was no genius certainly. but
he played we'll. and Pietro sat as still
as n mouse afraid almost to breathe.
Oh. II could only play like that! A
great sigh welled up from his little
heart The player understood the
sigh. and picking up one of the
violins he gave 1t into Pietro's hands
and showed him how to hold it.
1t was not very expensive instru-
ment and he would not miss 1t among
so many. SO he let Pietro take it
homo with him. Pietro departed
after promising to take good care OF
it and come the next day. With his
Unborn love of music it did not take
him long to master the first difficult
les and Paul Britain was quite
proud OF his pupil.
But there came a day when Pietro's
going back to England. Before go.
ing he took Pietro to see an old
music master-the one who played
the organ in St Mark sand left
Pietro in his charge with his lessons
paid for year in advance.
The ola man took infinite pains
with his young pupil and he. in his
turn. worked hard to please. One
day there was to be great musical
festival In honor OF some one OF the
saints. and great singer from Rome
| but at the last moment took a severe
cold. and was unable to speak above
whisper. The master was In de-
spair. when Pietro suggested that he
substitute an organ solo instead. That
would not do but an idea came to
him-he would have Pietro play on
his violin. with the organ accompani-
ment They practiced q beautiful
prayer and tho eventful day arrived.
| Pietro was nervous and frightened.
and at the last minute whispered to
the master telling him not to play
| any accompaniment The master saw
he was in state OF intense excite
ment and. fearing that the organ
might annoy him. he consented.
Pietro stepped forward to the
little iron railing which ran round
the organ loft aud softly drew his
bow. The master started. 1t was
not the piece which Pietro had prac-
ticed but Pietro needed not His
! eyes rested upon the beautiful
picture OF the Madonna which hung
over the altar. People turned round
at the unwonted sound. A violin In
( CnuTCu udu ueNcT ucioFo pceT
heard OF. They saw slender boy
with mournful eyes and face which
seemed fairly illuminated. The soft
notes rose and fell. swelled and then
died away to be taken up again and
carried into perfect storm OF sobs,
which seemed to come from the very
heart OF the boy who played. Per-
haps he was telling the pathetic
story OF his own little. storm tossed
life. The beautiful andante ceased
and grand. passionate strain
swelled up to the vaulted roof, fairly
carrying the people with it so
breathlessly they listened. The ten
der mournful eyes OF the boy seemed
to gain inspiration from the sweet
faced Madonna and her beautiful
babe. and the beautiful music rose In
triumphant waves and then softly
softly ceased
As he wiped the moisture from his
face the audience below. forgetting
time and place. burst into tumultuous
applause. The old masters glasses
were dim and his hands trembled as
| he reached for his handkerchief. The