The people's journal. (Pickens, S.C.) 1891-1903, 1902-08-07
Martha POnatOwSlxy.
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

within her arm. She paused upon tn,
lowor step to reclasp tho fastening O.
her long black cloak. Tho hood whicl
was attached fell from her head an(
disclosed fair face with beautiful
dark blue eyes. Tho falling hood dis.
arranged her hair, which hung in curl.
ing rod-gold waves about her face.
She stretched forth whito hand and
gathered up tho music and violin case.
As she reached the street she alb
ruptly met the gaze Of u stranger; for
an instant they looked into each others
eyes. She saw " man with n frank,
pleasant face, and dark, pointed beard.
"Ilo must be an artlst,' she thought,
" but he looked ns if he were success
full" In tho Bohemia which she in-
hhbitcd sho had never seen the sue
cessful artist.
"That girl would make ~ fine model
for young saint; most unusual face. V
he thought. /" Let ne see, 81 Cecilia
would 1t be2 She carried music. She
looked patrlcian; but she looked poor,
and the two when they como together
arc always pathetic. Poor littlo girl,
so uncommonly pretty! | wonder II
ehe has good mother and comfort.
able supper awaiting her? III wager
she hasn't tho lattcrN'
When no reached his club the girls
face arose above his tobacco smoke.
"Shc has fnco one does not often
see; face not easily forgotten; II VIII
reappear, and II fellow catches himself
building castles and dreaming dreams.
Tomorrow is Easter and they will crir.
brate Mt 81. Johns church. | saw her
coming down the steps carrying y vio-
lin; she will be likely to play: there
will be no harm in hearing her, and
the old folks will be pleased 10 have
me go to church with ttlrm.''
He lay back in his comfortable chair
with half closed eyes: the ylvl'S head
Immediately aroSt--with brow, deep
blue eyes, red-so,d HAIR wrcathtd IN
billowy tobacco $moNe. whirh aSceuIcG
in clouds laden with ictsms and il.
Illuminated by the iutaH&e>ctut lights
When Martha reached home she
climbed three tlishtS q RI, krty stairs.
fianked by unSIsht,v. moulderins
broken plaster. Ragged. ,hiu.taceti
children, and untIdy. ho,low.cye,i
women peered from crowded ioorwavs
More than one hopeful. ucchiu pulled.
her cloak and demauieI y usuuy.
This penalty she WAS Required Il vay
for having bestowed B slua.. cteciu:
upon sick child :he Gay b+toce,
Martha opened the door * i .vcc.
near tho sky. This ?,Ac: w. tn.e
with scant, poveC!y.:Lr,ciec tncecess
and so clean .hAa .ha ,n.eneas w
more plainly aNparen1. ! Nuu.- VI
dow looked ou. amunL lie .icu,:u. Ecr
could see .he Nanple Gf 81. i:I.s
church ana .na g"nnG nrv. t3canll L =
throbblng, g-,niing 1niUw, aver :ugar
ing into l"'nu vl!arae II :!nt :.
the window AZ Lharar lily :a.ne,; =.
pure petals Il ienrcn i La uI. :,
sweet-faced, ,te:i.,:Alh VGmll .a,. cc:
pared tea. MAc:hA H:ulc L,.c In.
around her mothe:'. cerx az: x,.at,
her. " Dear m0tbe:. Hacr ME-.
praises me; he saya i l.. w0c,..:.1..
am to play tomorrow a. tbs uo:rin:
serVlcc, and Herr Mose. ,i;ea aoa t.ai
for me-"
Her mother kiased ,h9 far cheeI
and made the cir! dcin. tea and eat {
thin bread, which lay before her.
have seen ny uEc.a." said ths
mother. 1t may H.. yat.. unfortun
"te mat we came to tn. c.:v."
The glrl set her tea cug down An,
turned with inquring .ye. 10 heI
mother, who had ay!acn % pace The
moor, with growing excitement.
heard today that he j. a proroi
hent merchant here. have tod 70,
6etore, Martha, how | anQcred 70,
Uncle Gerald by marrying Martin Pom
ato"sky, the poor Polish music master
4 once wrote to ask my uncle's pardon
ne mad married the beautiful Mira Mai
com ahI quite forgot me IN his new
happlness. l never received an an
s"er. Afterward | heard tha, r.. h,,
moved away, taking his wife and stcn
son. leaving no message for me.
.oved nm dearly; he has been both
lather and mother to me, NV nr;d,
' was hurt, and in all Of my wandering
L nave made no effort to find him
Inc poor woman's gaze straycd upwar,
ABOVE the Easter lily into the cold
grey clouds of early spring. "II
might forgive me now" she whispered
" Martin is dead"
Martha kissed away the tears tho
tell from her mothers eyes. Mother
pe happy. l will earn enough for u
ooth. Herr Moser says that aitc
.onofroW people will ask me to teac
thelr daughters music. You shonl
nav, nave seen the way he looked at me. an
saia, Bravo, little grip"
:. maftha Ponatowsky sighed and sand
ana grey. headed" "
,o ANA bald and fat and uo,v
laughed her daughter. cit is sw, W,
NO, mother, dear, fate will moi ,v"o.. wron
iurther vengeance upon US. You u" w"r
happy with my father, tho moor "" n,,'a; "ut
master, but you fear poverty for '"Sl NO.
ana hope that riches will find IA som, nm
day and bear mo away"
She placed the music omen unon !,
table, gently took the violin from y
box. " Dear father, he could do lit
for me, but Herr Moser says he ea,
me bis talent, and he bequeathcd II