The evening bulletin., 1894-12-22

taught" said Maso sadly and humVI.
~ observed that. 1t is not your fault,
and it can be rcmedied. How old are your"
Fifteen on Candlemas day"
"Very good. 1 have a proposition to
make you. Have you relativesY'
"None. l am all alone. "
Better still will take charge of you.
1 will take you back to Munich with me-
l will teach you music and singing, and
in three or four years-you will see Kings
and princes will invite you to come to
court and sing for them, and shall have
the honor of giving the world another
great musician. Perhaps you have heard
of me. l am Kriegwinckel, leader Of the
choir in Munich"
Maso bowed low, for having always been
interested in musical matters, and ever on
the watch for new songs, he had heard of
Master kricRwinckel and had often sung
his compositions.
II would be only too happy, master,
he stammercd, "but 1 am obliged to earn
my living. have nothing
"You will not need money. / will treat
you us my own son, and you will earn a
great deal more than your living when
have taught you music 1t is agreed, Is 1t
notp All, 1t was not for nothing that
watched you in the church, followed you
out, and after losing sight of you in the
crowd searched for you until heard your
voice through that window, but l must
leave Nuremberg tonight Come"
The boy took up his cloak and Lutte, say
ing; "Goodby Christine! l will come
back some day. Do not forget me-"
The girl clung to his arm and whispered;
II shall never forget you. l thought at
first that you were an angel, because you
sang like one and were as good as one.
will love you all my life."
Eight years passed.
The Christmas bells were ringing mer-
rily, and the people, coming out Of their
houses to attend the midnight mass, greet.
ed each other with Christmas wishes.
Among the throng there was none who
received more salutes and friendly smiles
than an elderly woman who leaned upon
the arm Of beautiful young girl tall and
slender as "a reed. BY the light of the torch
she carried the girls bright blue eyes,
rosy cheeks and golden hair were seen, and
every passer looked at her with admira-
ton.
Young girls nodded with a friendly air;
apprentices, students and more than one
young gentleman in velvet cap and en-
Droluereu uOuDlet DoWeu respectfully 10
the mother and daughter
These two were but simple working peo
pie yet all Nuremberg honored them. Ev-
cry one knew that Dame Gudule Dachs,
when left a widow with her child to bring
up aud her husbands debts to pay, had set
about bravely to perform the task. She had
become the most successful embroiderer
in the town, her daughter had soon grown
celebrated for her taste in designing new
patterns, ant now the widow owed moth.
ing and could hardly fill all tne orders she
received from the richest ladies in the
land. The poor and the suffering well
knew the way to Widow Gudulo's door,
and the fair Christine was never happier
than when attending co their wants 1t
was thought that Christine had dedicated
herself to God and would sco- take the
veil, for If she did not mean to be a nun
why was she SO Indifferent to the tender
glances, sighs and words Of the young
menp
AS the people entered the church the or
gan's peals rose to tho vaulted roof, and
Widow Gudule, kneeling at Christine's
side, heard her murmured prayer: "Sweet
Saviour Jesus protect himl Bring him
back to us that I may tell him have not
forgotten hint