Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1894-06-23
VIII he most wllhngly granted.
az do not know" began the prince

II 90 not kuoW, DcBuu tic prince,
hesitatingly. III know too well what
pre- iudice J shall have to encounter.
The facts of the case are these:
have few friends, countrymen OF
mine, corning to me tomorrow night
We are TO have some music, and am
very anxious that they should hear the
greatest living violoncellist.
"impossible, prince exclaimed the
old man, his whole manner changing.
"I,ut Why" inter osed the prince,
earnestly. There will be BIT few
of us, and / assure you us Muscovites
can appreciate other music besides
the martial sound of the drum. 1t Is
q shame that such talents rs yours
should be buried"
81 shall never play again" replied
Sertorious, rather sadly, but no less
decisively-''that Is, in public. MY
talents, such as they may be, must live
again in the pupils / instruct"
The prince. disappointed as he was,
did not press the point
And continued Sertorius, 'if /
never make another success, shall be
satisfied. Young Roswein is my pride
and delight. lie has imbibed all my
ideas; he is my second self, and his
glory is mine"
"lIis Siege Of Granada was Ger.
tainly u magnificent beginning" re.
piled kalisch. 81 hope 1t may not
prove TO be the ending OF his career,
as WELL"
THE eudingw calculated Setorius.
"Heaven forbid Why should It he?
He has all the best gifts vouchsafed to
mtn - youth, health, originality,
genius. Why should not his future be
q glorious one?"
s'Iie his had the misfortune TO make
n success" retorted Kalisch, dryly,
(which is not unfre1uently fatal to
budding genius, ID he has had the
still greater misfortune to attract the
attention of certain great lady"
A little cry es aped from Marta,
which was unnoticed by the two other
occupants of the room.
"What do you mean" asked Sertor.
ius wonderingly. 81 have heard moth
ing of this"
"Have you seen Roswein lately?"
s'Only for q moment in the street,
yesterday"
81 thought so. Master Sertorius,
your rara avis Is not made Of common
CLAW. know much OF him from my
friend, De Carnelles, though ! doubt
IL a nature like his Is capable OF under
sanding that OF his protege Roswein
Is the sort Of man whose heritage 1t is
70 be the pet of women and to suffer
at their hands. And he has fallen
now into the clutches of the most mo-
torious coquette in all Italy"
With parted lips, Marta stood grasp.
ing the window curtains, each word
that The prince spoke falling like the
blow of a hammer upon her heart
II am astounded," said Sertorius
surprise and pain depicted upon his
face. go on! Tell me ALL"
There Is but little 10 tell" replied
Kalisch. at Is the old, old story
Ulysses and Gree, :amson and Deli
lah, Hercules and 0mphale, and now
Roswein and Lady Hamilton"
'sLady Hamilton"
eyes: he 10 infatuated, mad, has
even gone so far rs TO fight for her
with Count Mariscott- This happened
yesterday; luckily he was only slightly
wounded"
any poor boy" sirhed sertoriuA
"Haye You heard this, Marta? Ros-
veins Is the fate Of all artists, but j
thought
he was interrupted by moan OF
anguish, q few muttered words,
sKaril Karl! my Lowell" and the next
moment Marta swayed, staggered, and
feii heavily 10 the floor.
In an instant the startled father was
hv her side and raised her In his srms.
Her utterauce of Roswein's name had
disclosed the whole situation. Like Q
fash he realized his daughters love
and suffering.
"AhI- he cried. wildly. - he held
h.r-to his breast; "the scoundrell He
- killed my childl He has taken her
aWav from mel Oil God Of venReanesl