Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1908-04-22
THE VIOLIN'S ANSWER
Ey e. p STERLING
Copyright. by Daily Story Pub. Coz
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revery he almost felt her presence
and reached his arms with i start.
calling. Edna" But there was only
the glowing Goals and the PICKERING
shadows.
He looked ut his watch md law
that 1t was seven o'clock, then. turn.
ing on the light, he scanned the paper
for the evenings entertainments. ia,
notice OF concert announcing the do.
but of new woman violinist. a Mile.
Edneri. attracted his attention. ant he
decided to attend.
The hall was but moderately tNied
and he had no difficulty in securius q
good seat The preliminary numbers
We're OF little interest or metft, and be
determined To depart as soon as tho
artist had rendered her first selection,
so. settling himself anew, he waited
her entrance.
AS she came on the stage. escorted
by the conductor, his heart seemed to
stop, then leaped into action. serd'ne
hammering throbs through his brain.
1t was Edna. A faint applause greeted
her. which she Acknowledged with u
across the strings.
The three numbers for her first So
lection were a Paganini an Ole Bull
and an Ysaye, designed more to show
technical proficiency than artistic feel.
ing, which the audience. made ur
largely OF musicians, recognized with
cordial appreciation.
Handsome woman, handles herself
well, good execution Probably will
take. but l want to hear the later mum.
bers before l can decide whether she
is an artist or not" remarked a gentle.
man sitting near Beaumont to his com.
panion, and Beaumont felt an unrea.
sonable irritation at the mans critical
GOODNESS. He left his seat. found an
usher and, writing few words on his
card, requested that IL be taken to
Mile. Edneri. The usher returned with
the reply that mademoiselle begged to
be excused that evening, but that she
would receive Mr.. Beaumont the fol.
lowing day at the address given.
He reseated himself and waited i'm
patiently for her second appearance.
The last number was from Paganini.
an exquisite bit. and rendered with a
delicacy of touch and tenderness OF
feeling that moved the critic to say.
shes an artist all right; still. I'd like
to hear something that would tell me
whether her heart plays as well as her
BRAIN"
Inc applause was generous and pro
longed. and continued until her re.
appearance for the encore. Beaumont.
MS senses keyed to preternatural
acuteness. was instantly conscious of
some magnetic change Some tele.
pathic message seemed 10 lean from
her to him as, glancing rapidly over
the house, her eyes rested on him a
moment, then were lowered to her in.
strument. Even the audience seemed
TO feel n subtle tension and subsidized
into hushed expectation.
The first notes were soft. delicate
and tremulous. like the wavering light
OF dawning day, or a maiden's shy
awakening TO her womanhood Then
they took on fuller and surer tone.
gathering confidence and Joy with
raster tempo in the assurance of larger
and wider life. Again they softened.
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with little bursts Of melody interposed
as or a maiden listening to the first
STRINGS of love with its doubts and
Tears and CLEANS OF joy and hope:
| then broader and deeper and richer i'm
the confidence and knowledge of love
given and returned, flowing on I'm full.
rich harmonic melody and measured
rythm. until suddenly interrupted by
crashing discords. A pause. then q
low, throbbing, inarticuIate wall as (,
OF soul in travail gradually mergin
into broad, dignifed movement. as n
that soul had fought it's struggle and
found resignation and peace.
Again a pause, and then n gentle
tender movement OF exquisite sweet.
ness and delicacy, widening and deep.
ening az the bow swept the strings
into hymn Of thanksgiving. increas.
ing into burst Of melodic 10y and
happiness, ending with a paean of tri.
umph.
Hearth" said the critic who had
spoken before, that woman has told
her life. Some man broke her beart
She fought II out TO tranquility. Then
love came again, or reconciliation. I
don't know which, but love is trinmph.
ant, and Beaumont knew that his
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