New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1907-01-16

A1ger.
Did he have many pupils, Miss Ell
liott?" experimentaIy.
No one but myself He is old and
can no longer. play. Age has stiffened
his fingers. But he played once-oh,
how he could play! He taught me from
a little child, and when could play
to please him-he gave me this
Your teacher was German?'' ten
tatively.
"A Belgian" quietly. Now You shall
hear the voice of the Stradivarius.n
She tuned the strings and played.
There was certainty of chord lingering,
strength, an almost manliness, COM
bined with emotional warmth, about
her Interpretation of the difficult Bach
sonata that amazed Alger.
"Bach's D Minor Sonata is not for
amateurs" he said gravely to his aunt.
Miss Elliott's gift is beyond question.
She would rank with the great violin
lists of the present day."
II think John possessed some musical
ability" replied Mrs. Elliott serenely.
The girl raised her bow with an in
describable gesture of reverence. "My
mother" proudly, was De Beriot.
Ny master is my grandfather. I did
not wish to seem to boast. He is
Francis Auguste de Beriot."
"And this from the cattle ranchr'
thought .Alger.
AS the days went by he found him
self desperately in love with the girl
and unable to win from her anything
more than the most chilling courtesy.
He had not even the satisfaction of
coniding in Mrs. Elliott. Once when
he tried to speak of Vera, meaning to
confess his love for the girl, his aunt
interrupted him coldly: "Say no more,
Paul. accepted your decision as final,
you will remember, and later will
leaves all possess to the Home For
Aged Men,
She swept angrily from the room
Alger stood for moment as if stun
ned; then he laughed aloud. That's
good news! Now there's no money in
the way, and I'll move heaven and
earth to win the loveliest girl that
ever
"'Came out Of the west,'" quoted
a merry voice, and the portiers parted
and Vera stepped from the window
seat into the room
Alger sprang forward hastily.
''Vera," eagerly, you've known all
the while that I love you
"a girl from the west, brought up on
cattle rancho" she questioned, hold
ing him back with her hand on his
breast.
81 don't care where you're from, or
anything else, if you'll only say you
love me, Vera" pleadingly.
"a girl who doesn't know sonata
from a sandwich" mischievously.
s'Vera, forgive me for that and say
you love me-
paul. seriously, 1--WE loved you
ever since I was a little girl. Seep'
She drew locket from her bosom and
pressed back the cover.
Alger gazed in bewilderment 1t was
his own face that looked up at him..
"Aunt Ruth sent that to my father
I claimed it as mine and have worn it
always"
Vera with his arms about her,
why have you been so cruel to me
when I've tried SO hard
II feared you might propose to me
to please Aunt Ruth and-and because
of the money"
"Here, here! What's all this about?,.'
Aunt Ruth's voice sounded harshly at
the door,
They turned toward her together.
''Vera has promised to marry me,
Aunt Ruth
"And my latest will'' She fairly
hurled the words at them.
1--WE don't mind" they cried togeth-
er rapturously.
twas never signed" added Aunt
Ruth in a changed voice, and they
heard her laughing as she softly closed
the door and left them to their hap
piness
Burns and Picric Acid.
Dr. Thierry, one Of the surgeons in
attendance at the Paris Charity hospi-
tai, was in the habit Of using picric
acid as an antiseptic, and his hands
were therefore impregnated with the
solution. One day in lighting ciga-
rette portion of the burning match
fell on his hand; but, instead of feel
ing it, he did not notice the slightest
pain. A short time afterward, while
in the act of sealing valuable letter,
portion of the burning wax stuck to
his finger, and, though it cauterized
the skin, 1t was no more painful to him
than if 1t had fallen on an armored
glove Of steel This curious lack Of
feeling set the DOCTORS wits to work,
and he soon arrived at the conclusion
that the acid had, to use his own
words, acted upon the tissues and