The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1903-04-24

Fss having come 70 this good old
southern town to spend the winter
quietly compiling and classifying data
for a work ! was engaged on, ! ex-
pected to spend most Of my morning.
and evenings IN the study l had in
structed Harris 10 have fitted up for
me.
That was before I was aware of the
musician next door. Well. IL he gave
music lessons, playing beside Beetho-
ven and Bach by the hour, ! would
simply have to move out, that was all
there was to Il.
And yet. these spacious old rooms.
remodeled and SO graciously reminis-
cent Of times and days long past, had
taken a strong hold on my fancy, and
l would certainly leave them with re-
greet.
II think the old gentleman goes out
to give his lessons, sir. ! see him
pass with his violin case every day."
Harris explained, lighting the candles
placed in bronze candelabra against
| the wall.
I insisted on their being used, be-
cause the light mingled pleasantly
with the gas and softened it.
Who cares for any but the old
tiers, If once familiar with their sub
lime inspirations, ] thought, lazily en-
joying the glorious strains.
Monsieur Daubcrt's sonatas carried
me pleasantly back to Heidelburg
and Leipsic. and my university days,
and in the light curl of smoke. going
up from my cigar to the faded fres-
Goes Of the ceiling. / seemed to see
the laughing face of n certain little
BARONESS, who certainly taught me
more and better German than the
professors did.
Bach and Handel. and those days Of
Youthful love and folly. and the light
hearted Joy all came back on the rip
ping notes.
It was late when Monsieur Daubert
closed his Erard with a bang. Brush
ing AWAY the pleasant old memories,
and getting up from my easy chair, !
prepared to follow his example and
go to bed.
ut won't be so unendurable," ]
thought, the moonlight sonata still
ringing in my ears, provided he
doesn't give music lessons
Things never TURF out as they are
expected to, which Of course makes
the surprises of JOY and anguish
which go to make up human exist
ence.
/ ~unconsciously grew to wait i'm
patiently for those pleasant evening
hours of practice on the piano by m,
ncxt-door neighbor.
1t seemed to me when l had livet
for some months in my beautiful OLE
rooms, from whose balcony a distan
glimpse of crowded shipping alonl
the river front was visible, and int
whose recesses the wind wafte'
|. scents of sweet olive and other winte
blossoms from q square nearby, a
the early spring came, and the door
on the balcony were thrown open,
D grew to imagine l could read tn
character of my neighbor, the mi
; stefan, in the touch on the keyboard'
: and by his wonderful interpretatio
! Of the thoughts, heart-beats and sui
lime aspirations, as expressed in tn
music he drew in so mastery and pa
; thetic a fashion from the instrument
which talked and plead and wept an
Z dreamed strange dreams, under hi
touch.
7 Yes. | could read it all distinct,
7 Ti,-re was a deep intensity Of feeling
grand aspirations, pathetic sorrow
!, and a gentleness almost feminine, an
: vet q bold-spiri.ed decision in IN
artist neighbor which betrayed
character of infinite capacities an
loveableness.
, Harris, take this note over an
; walt for an answer. l hope Mr.. Da'
q bert will dine with me this evening
: When he came il seemed a bu
lesque on my romantic reading OF h
= character, to see what an insignificai
I man Mr.. Daubcrt really was, althoug
X refined and remarkably g~ood-lookin
I'll There was neither strength nj
= purpose in his face, but he was we
bred and pleasant. laughed secret
" al my absurd Interpretation of imae
nary characteristics because the ski
: full technique of a trained musici;
interpreted correctly some splend
= pages of music.
y Monsieur Daubert grew flushed al
= decidedly voluble. and enjoyed q
Yarem and Roederer Harris pour
: ali to literally in the glasses. He b
came communicative when coffee al
= liquors were placed on the table. al
Harris went out.
1T was sad to be a poor fello
n playing nightly in an orchestra, VIII
formerly there had been so mu
:. wealth. His was that OF J
ancestor. Jean Pierre Sauvcur ia
~ bert. and there was a marqus ga
~ coming to him by rights. in the
= Dauphine province Of France.
How had II all vanished? Wei
"a circumstances-and then after
:, Young wifc's death-une angc
- beaute.-hc had been reckless a
= foolish. Yes, Monsieur Daubert hu
NJ bly, acknowledged that he had, in
despair. plunged into speculation a
destination Was he not ex~cusablc'