The Batesburg advocate. [volume] (Batesburg, S.C.) 1901-1911, 1910-03-11
THE HEART CHORDS,

the traits OF Its tenants, the great
pile should have been called the Gre.
scendo or the Nocturne or something
about Mozart and Meyerbeer For
the chords always strummed and the
strings forever twanged in the art.
crammed Ticonderoga.
Consequently, when Herr Winklcr
hon. with delicious idea of moon
light upon a shimmerng lake in his
head, sat before his grand piano to
preserve the golden idea as master
piece for posterity, there were the
toot and tinkle of notes from the
Moorish minaret above the tenth
floor to the lordly junitors quarters
In the basement.
The performers, however, were ar
lists and the medley did not disturb
Herr Otto Winklerhoff. Instead, he
shut his black, snappy eyes, and roll.
ing his bushy head upon his should.
ers. enticed from the grand piano
thrice'beautiful set of opening bars.
"Himmel! but 1t iss good" sighed
the professor, In true art ecstacy
Nit him will der fortunes to
make"
Then he closed the great, burning
eyes again, and, waggng the bushy
head. recommended the divine work of
creation. An airy, seductive waltz
strain came onetwo-three from the
grand piano and the professor nearly
wobbled OFF the revolving stool in his
ecstacy. He sighed and chuckled and
bumped his head against the nymphs
In pink and gilt upon the panel, and
them
From the apartment opposite,
powerful soprano pealed-a soprano
OF wonderful range and purity. but
handled with the utmost contempt
for the black and white notes which
the professor adored, even to the
sixty fourth degree
"Ah-ha -he-ha-hec-ah!" carol.
ed the superb voice In an ascending
scale OF atrocious technique; and
Herr Winklerhoff forgot the sheen
or moonbeams on the sapphire lake
and banged his fist down upon three
sharps with discord that ratified
the picture of Chopin on the wall.
"Dunder und blitzen," he ragged.
Such n noisines-such q singjngs-
oh, ach! My waltz beautiful for.
get!"
"Ah-hee-ah-ha- -ha-ha-as-hah!"
sounded the magnificent soprano, in
n descending scale of errors.
Herr Winklerhoff brought both deli.
cate hands down upon the keyboard.
producing a boom and blair like
bar from the Battle of Marengo,"
then he rushed into the hallway. The
door stood ajar, disclosing a lady so
beautiful in her dreamy grace that
the professor forgot his frenzy and
fell down and worshiped.
Herr Winklerhoff surrendered at
once to Nine. Kemmler. And mad.
anne. meeting the professor a good
halfway, insisted at times on sing.
Ing for him. At first Herr Winkler-
hon would throw up his slim white |
hands, and, pleading sudden illness,
rush in artistic shudders from the |
room; but. as his love grew beyond |
bounds. he acquired the grace to sit |
still while all the notes were butch.
cred. Herr Winklerhoff cherished |
this one thought:
When Eta lofcs me shust the
same like | am her loing, then sho
VIII sing right her notes" And the
professor worked night and day on
the beautiful heart song which should |
celebrate the coming of love
At last he had the ballad-as
dreamy and enticing as ever drifted
out from the Blue Danube-and on
that day Herr Winklcrhoff spoke his
heart to Nine. Eta spoke with the
ferVor of the love-ballad in his gut
hn |
shining from his black eyes. And
Nine. Eta responded in tremulous
tones SO that Herr Winklerhoff. hay
ing the quick artistic instinct. knew
at once that the hour of love had !
come
"Etta"-he cried, "to der piano |
come quick-und sing nit passion!" |
And. dragging Nine. Eta into the |
studio, he played--once that the di.
vine chords might sink into the very
soul OF madame. and again that she |
might sing. And madame lifted up /
that grand. encompassing soprano |
and rendered every note so true and |
80 compelling that on the fourth
hoor young Bergers dropped his
flute and Liederkamp, the German
Her on the big tuba to listen in en-.
chantment
"Ach, lofe!" cried the professor.
'Lofe iss der king OF miracles!"
The Nine. Eta, the newborn opera
star. sang the hcartballad over the
second time. in lowtoned sublimity
Tor the ear of Herr Winklerhoff alone.
Stuart b. Stone.
With SILK Rags.
Save all the old silk dresses and
coats and send them to Il carpet
weaver and have small rug made
from them Many have the finish
and appearance of an Oriental rug.
The silk can be used with wooden
and will make a lovely rug for tho
ted. oom floor.