The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-09-27
The Fifth String.
~ WILLIAMLLAMPTON

with apologies to Mr.. John Philip Sousa's
Fifth strins.'D
Diotti OWNED that something beyond sym
pathy for the old tomcat's death raeked
Mildred Wanace's pure young soul He was
well aware that she knew the relation exist
ing between a dead cat and fiddle string.
AS she was merely a musician and not
real artist. he felt that she must look upon it
as dissertation over which the cat had no
control. and, IN that far, unjust TO the de-
ceased.
He went toward her and lovingly taking
her hands bent low and pressed his lips
TO them. They were as cold as marble.
They give me cold feet. he murmured to
himself. wondering, half in doubt. ha,f in
fear. what she could possibly have up her
sleeve. But he did not comment aloud upon
the glacier grip she might give. and braced
up
Darling he said. something has made
you unhappy. What IS lrE"
Tel me. Angelo. and truly, is your violin
like other yiOi.uST'
This unexpected question came so suddenly
he could not control his agitation. The very
/ thought that so distinguished q viO.lnisJ as
Angelo DIotti would play on a violin that
Mdh Ike ANYBODY FaNN gave INN BIB Up
poggiaturu tremoIo Of the diaphragm. and
made him wonder II she took him for a
BOwery bow shower
why do you ask" he said with frigid
/ Formally. for he was hurt to the quick.
J Artists are so darned sensitive
You must answer me directly she per
! sisted, just like a woman.
/ He knew what be was up against.
No Mildred: my violin IS different from
| any other ! have ever seem This hesitat-
| iugly. and with q great effort at composure.
] because he feared she might think he was
| throwing a bluff.
| manded.
at is peculiarly constructed. Tt has an
extra string. But why this sudden interest
I IN the viOlin2 Let Us talk Of YOU, Of me, or
/ both OF MS, Of the future, Of our neiShbcrs.
! Of any old thing" said he, with forced cheer
| fuluesS.
NO. we will talk Of the violin. OF what
/ use Is the extra stringE
None whatever" was the quick reply.
Then why not cut &c O6?'
/ NO. 10. Mildred; you do not understand,
\ he cried. Il cannot do it,
! you cannot DO it when 7 ask itf' she
! exclaimed. with the same old accent on the
/ CT that women always employ at such a
moment.
I "Oh. Mildred. do not ask me. I cannot.
cannot do IT," and The face Of the anrighrCd
I artist told palmer than words or the turmoil
/ raging within hiS throhbiuE bosom
Size trembled ike a high G. triu in q con
motto. Op. 10. with every seat I'm the house
/ sold and the spectators on the sidewalk
I Offering premium.
/ You made me believe that 7 was the only
/ one You loved" she cried passiouateIy; the
/ only one; that your happiness was incom-
/ plete without me. You led me into the
I region Of light only to make the darkness
| greater when I descended to earth again
/ I ask you 90 Go n simple thing and you re-
/ fuse You refuse because" -
! stop there woman he interrupted
/ hoarseIv. thuuder0uSly. THE violin hash c
| got appendicitis. never had appendicitis. and
I never will have appendicitis. Its vermiform
: appendix is al right. and. by Joye, won c
l cut IL or, You understand
/ Mildred rushed 90 him crying: angelo.
/ Angelo. forgive me-
A faint smile i'lumined his face. he gazed
/ with IneTabIp tenderness into her weeping
/ eyes. then slowly closed one OF his own and
| opened it again with otherwise ineXpressible
significance.