The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1894-04-15

| a. Mhaten Independent little lady you ares
can s.l 4 quite lite R: see in gu. profession;
my profession e evidently not. looked upon
wI,9 any iaNor by The visitors q the hotel
ths esteem Of that lady in the biiiy-coeE hat
WITH me-. na Nh,, TO vii 1p1 .b sor az. Go% n, cot
she shs,S yili .sy: How unismininsf I wish
seem to be wild little bird" '1
tlcn says" replied his companion. U''St'p-
Major st din i'm EARN IN, made 9S eo1tssdict the
pot at the table but some one told me Of ne
ris San and ley yGry s2rry about n What
Well, considering that she is in my PROBES.
| slon. q course know something about her"
:. copioqnd Il alr' he said rather rud.,z
Surely there e some difference, between Ii:
variation Of the original thcmei"
=, AZ ~ che . spOss she shocked at the door
II. little girl looked about and admired I the the
tn, queer old iuss. and the pictures on the
old peasant woman said and sSe led P tSsm into
a email spartment which was evidently fn-
usual taste and care, and one could see that
some loving hand bad been trying to mstsit
small plano carved book rack v Was e is..
tened to the wall.
gave her guests time to recover from tho as as.
| tonishme emit which she felt they must be ex.
periencinE. then she pointed proudly to the
- bought that for my daughter. she said.
| II wanted to keep them at home with me and
eayed and saved, and got enough money to
nS thoSsh they woa Ssn s.S
with me. They liked music and books, and /
sy Sgd be gaS 70 s.Ts
We'll: mother" asked the llitiS slrl. and
to stay. But Il was natural enough, and was
FOOLS. to grisvs. Be'ides' they come to see
And then they play to your asked the little
IN. 81 s.p the .ss sn' out don't e t Know
,TSss LITTLE sIti ;ss down to the plano and
Give ' mo the tuning -h.mmsr,4 / am sorrp RVS
she added. smiling at oswald Evererd, butI
viii p' Sss for s .s ssS
he went into the balcony and smoked his
and .Ss S.S Ysss II: 1 sSs SSt s.
the I'D s%De rasS love sSa Ind.S
that the listener: eyes ne, we're moist; ii.
So the little tuner touched the, keys again
III the 2! e.. snssL
viii SS to you shs f SSss
moise fs"" the oia woman said; aud, si%o:t
uneo,hscions.ly. she. too. took the childish face
oswSId ESerard wa. waiting for his com.
sized to him for this little proisssie nsl Inter.
mezzo. as she called It. he recovered from his
tho noise Of the tuning had somewhat Dis.
va ssH :. q ss !. tine her With a; %
newed interest.
i Ss hs to % En- q sss II: sn.s:
fell to me MtSs somiS.t It ls to think 'hs,
hhn appy"poo o old dear i "uu "A' n'' '''
{Ss III. me oi ;sa
gifts--any one who talks with you must seq
'f am sorry That my proissslon s.lsts II
your throat. . she answered. DO be thankiul
might be something worse-a snob. for In
And. so speaking. she dashed after butter
He was conscious Of having deserved a re-
I. mSc Sn and asked for Sss Hna Sda
and STs NOT Yookns q. hnr: rom e.. .sS.
point OF view; but we have had splendid
minute oft And to- morrow / 90 on my way"
!. And to;m9rrow you CO." he repeated. Can
II am a bird Of passage" she said. shaking
her head. You must not seek to detain me.
have taken my rest, and OF l 60 to other
= They had arrived at the hotel. and Oswald
ths sYsninr. Shsn she es3s down. rather
late Tor table d'h6te., She hurried over
the dUU % MsPt al sh' to Ss
and fingered there without touching the keys;
once or twice she raised her hands. and then
unconsolopsiy they began 70 move and make
S5d sSy St sSs rtS so mi
played some OF his - Kinderscenen." and some
OF his "Fantasiestncke." and some OF his
Her touch and feeling were e1auIsite, and
her phrasing BETRAYED the true musician. he
moved By the music and anxious to see the
The little girl did not look up: she was 10.
sehumann mood that evening. and only q.
possession. ne take. Of their vsry, spirit; Al
.as S ad tpanS an and a.p Tdnfs
tsrpreter; and those who listened, 10 her
were held by the magic which , was here her own
comes comes only to the few She and Scha
MAINS music. and was at her best with hun.
a sss nsSG s"S 70 b:
| overwhelming force within horf Ierhaps
was something OF both.
| Was she wishing to humiliate these people
| who had received her so coldlyI This little
girl was only human; perhaps there va,
something of that feeling too. Who can tell
| But she played as she had never played in
London, or Paris. or Berlin. or New York. or
Al last she arrived at the CarneyAl. and
| those who heard her declared aitsrwArd
that they had never Listened 20 more
| so restrained; the yiRor was 50 Tsnnei
When the last notes OF that spirited Marehs
des DaVidsbnndler contre les fhilistins had
| died away she glanced at OSWALD EyerArd'
| who was standing near her, ALMOST dazsd.
And now my fAvOrite piece OF all, she SAID
and she at once began the Second Novel,
lette, the finest OF the eight. but seldom
What can one say OF the wild rush Of the
leading theme aud the pathetic longing oil the
The m urmuring dying notes
That fall as IolI as snow on the sea-