The Aberdeen Democrat. (Aberdeen, South Dakota) 1???-1909, 1905-01-06

mot yet. He las t,,,ss anishes :. II
tell you what vel do. He Ia cow
for me tonight. ycu know. whan
are driving this afternoon ven y
the house and get the score. .
where 1t Is" AAo1s
In the evening when Arnold ,,
Beth told him that she had the ms' 4
script OF his music.
81 am not In the mood to NAV ,, /
night" he said, %hesitatlng.
you are not to play it." interno.,,
Beth. x have heard 1t in all its d,ss
ent stages Of composition, and I have
at my fingers ends" s
She seated herself at the piano
commenced playing. She was no,
artist In the rendering Of instrument
music, but she had great power q, y
preston and q wonderful faculty q,
terpreting the composers thoughts
There was q power and strencth !.
the opening bars which melted int
brilliant vivacity of execution and tb,'
finally glided Into soft, reflective MIN,
strains. From this was evoked n nhs'
tasmagoria Of all the human passio..
Dark. fierce. turbid dreams, an jmnss
stoned ~recitative, a thrilling TRAGEDY
graceful, insinuating subtlety IL
thought, q song Of peace, Joy, sorrow
Ill were expressed in The tenderness y,
melody refined and subdued. The them.
was noble, the composition strong n,
emotion genuine and the intensity A.,
matte.
The grandeur Of the work was sot,
ened and made human by an exou,sits
~ beautiful strain that from n b,ct
ground Of Sustained harmony ever ~
Cured.
When the last note died away the,.
was a momentary silence like ths,
which follows a benedicton. Edith,
face was ablaze with passion.
THE music divine" she said in a Inv
tone.
Arnold ose and crossed the room
his face pale with excitement and aei
tation.
Tell me-" he said to Edith. and
there was something In his voice ths,
made her heart beat quickly, "wbst
you think Of It."
1T Is hard to dissect such music 81
that" she replied softly. "There VS.
q color tone In every note. l felt as
II G in a vast garden of flowers
overcome by a thousand scents.
Arnold looked at her curiously,
Il did not know" he said. "that you
e poetic Or imaginative, nor did |
dream" turning to Beth, that your
fingers could be 10 expressive"
Il have sat in the dark many a time
listening to you as you played it." she
said Il could have played it from
memory without the notes. It is Ar.
mold himself" she murmured In an
aside to Edith, Arnold as he lets no
one see him. He composed it in bro.
ken fragments, one day a snatch OF
gay melody, then a weird little cadenza
,r q dainty gavot. according to bis
mood. but always he played a most
beautiful little melody that seemed to
De eve with him. The song of the
leart, NIGHT wahrY Then he blended
Ill these compositions SO skilleuhy
hat a beautiful and complete harmony
'esulted."
Beth" laughed Arnold. you are a
cry %precocious child!.'
The precocious child gave further
~idence Of her claim to the appells
ION by asserting that the music had
Is charms WHEN heard ut n distance III
tie dark.
III you and Edith will retire to tie
lille reading room l will play it again
all convince you l am right" SIZE
SD.
hey acted upon her suggestion. and
Beh again rendered the passionate
msic, smiling softly to herself.
4 fancy this time" she unused. that
Mis- Wilmot will imagine herself 10
q nrden Of love instead of a garden
Of overs"
Wien she had finished the compost
tto1 her hands wandered Idly over tn
key In fragments Of melody.
Wen they entered the music room
Bet looked up quickly, and then, viii
a nischievous laugh, burst into
gran, triumphant wedding march.
Thre wal q half whimsical, who'll!
lovin, expression in Edith's eyes a
; she lssed the young girl.
"Yea are a dear girl!" she murmureo
ALI a good guesserY' she quer1eo.
: sub q good guesser, Beth, that 20
shall ing at U wedding"
The 1sanp That HAD 70 Take wate'