Willmar tribune., 1900-04-25
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; A MUSICAL HEART ;
By Ida Estella r. Smith. =
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nHILEMON HARVENTHAL ha,

lived three-score and ten years in
the quiet village of Aylesborough.
He was man of unblemished char
acter, was known to be very wealthy
and lived in an unpretentious man.
ner. He was psychist, and his rath-
er peculiar religious views were the
cause of many heated arguments
among those of his friends whom he
considered it his duty to instruct in
the mysteries of his chosen faith
He fully believed that when the time
should come for him to "put on i'm
mortality" he would be received OH
the next plane by a host of bright
spirits. AS he was charitable, owed
no man aught that he could not pay,
had kept the commandments and had
been as nearly as possible what the
world calls an upright man, he be-
Ieved that reception of unusual
grandeur awaited him.
Notwithstanding this assurance, he
seemed to prefer deferring his jour
ney to the ''ever-green shore" as long
as possible, for real or imaginary
pain in the region of his heart one
day caused the good man to make a
rather hurried visit to physician of
his acquaintance.
DR.. Elwell was one among the list
of possible converts to his spiritual
istic doctrine, and as Philemon en-
tered his Office he Immediately cast
about for an excuse whereby he
might, if possible, avoid the expected
lecture. But there was a troubled
look on his old friends face that quite
disarmed him, and a few moments
later DR.. Elwell's head was pressed
against his side in a listening atti-
tude. AS he listened. instead of hear
ing the heart-pulsations, as he ex-
pected, he heard music!
He raised his head and looked about,
but could no longer hear it. Once
more he pressed his ear against Phile-
mons heart, and once more he heard
the same sweet strain. The music
sounded like the soft tones of his
own piano, as he had heard his daugh-
ter playing before leaving the house,
which stood about 20 yards distant.
The doctor walked to the door and
listened, but heard no sound. He
Looked toward the house, but there
was nothing unusual in that direction.
BY the time the thoroughly puzzled
physician had listened, first at the
front, then at the back door of the
Office, alternately pressing his ear
against Philemon's side, he had
aroused the old mans curiosity.
"Anything peculiar about it, doc
tor?"
"A little unusual, surely"
''Unusual?"
II imagine I hear music"
''Well, doctor, believe there is to be
show in town. I suppose they are
having street parade"
The physician hesitated. If he ex-
planned he feared lecture ON the
supernatural. If he did not explain
he felt that he was deceiving an inno-
cent man.
Philemon continued: 81 hope that
it will not prove serious, though I
suffer considerably at times, and
thought best not to neglect it,
"Y-e-s."
"You seem undecided
IL never had case of this kind
before! I think there must be some
mistake, but I certainly hear music
every time I press my ear to your
heart,' he replied, half fearing an
explanation of the mystery from his
patients standpoint, and preparing to
defend his own belief against all spir-
itualistic delusion.
Philemon was silent. He looked
search;ngiy into the doctors eyes,
half expecting to see twinkle of
merriment, but there was nothing OF
the kind. Indeed, his honest face wore
troubled expression quite convincing
to the patient.
Philemon pointed across the street.
II see DR.. Grey over there. Please
call him."
A moment later DR.. Elwell was ex-
planning 10 his brother phy .ician the
unusual occ 1rrence, and together they