The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1901-12-15

Berenice, but she did not come. A
feeling of oppression at being in so
dark a house came over me, and the
music told me how the breeze was
rustling among the forest leaves; how
the squirrels were playing among the
branches, and waiting for me. | drop
ped my bow and sprang to the Win
dow. The birds were calling me. 1
would go to them.
But a heavy hand was placed on my
shoulder, and the hard, metallic voice
of Mr.. Fiola said: Stay, foolish one;
what will you do? Will you leave us
thus? Wait a moment and listen"
He took my violin from me- and, draw
ing the bow across the strings, he be-
gan an air that was full Of the sea:
above the roll and splash of the break
ers sounded the swaying and whisper
ing of pinetrees; the soft plash of peb-
bles flung into the water by merry,
sweet-voiced children whose laughter
drowned even the rough noises of the
surf.
He ceased playing and looked
straight into my eyes. will you come
with me-" he questioned. will you
come with me, far over the ocean to a
great city, and learn to play like
that?"
will she be with us, and will she
like to hear me play?" I cross ues-
toned.
Yes" he answered, "she will live
with us and you shall see her every
day: I, myself VIII teach you, and in
a few years you may play where you
please and by your music bend all peO-
pie to your will. You will become ia
nous, and I, too, shall rise to fame,
and through you?"
He ceased speaking and stood for a
moment with his arms folded on his
chest. his head thrown back, and on
his lips and in his eyes a smile,-a
smile that tad of future triumphs. AS
I stood gazing at him with wonder in
my eyes, he turned swiftly toward the
door and passed out, pausing only to
say: Tomorrow we shall leave here
on the afternoon train for the East.
Remember, if you are not there, Bere-
nice is lost to you forever"
Oh, how happy 1 feltl I seized my
violin and bow, and, having placed
them in their case, set off for my sis
ters. I told Esther where l was go
ing and bade her tell Maria. Esther
was angry and tried hard to persuade
me to remain; her husband scoffed at
the idea, but nothing would change my
determination. Go 1 would, and go
did.
I appeared at the station at o'clock
in the afternoon with my store suit"
Oii ana only my VIOLIN case IN my mana.
BereniCe and Mr.. Fiola were there al
ready and were waiting for me AS
soon as l reached them they hurried
me into a train, which started in a
short time. Berenice was dressed very
plainly and was heavily yelled.
Oh, how long that ride was, All that
afternoon and evening and far into
the next day it lasted. Then we
changed cars and rode two days long
err We reached a great city then and
Mr.. F'iOla said 1t was New York We
remained there for two weeks in q
large hotel where many people came
and went continually. My room looked
out over a long line of docks where
ocean steamers and smaller craft were
coming and going.
Twice Mr.. Fisola had me play to
people in one of the large parlors. I
spent all my time with Berenice then,
and Mr.. Fiola was very seldom pres
ent. He bought for ne four different
suits of clothes, all Of them better than
the suit in which I had left North
Tilton.