The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1910-10-15

90 softly, the semi-invalid upon the
bed heard, and turned an expectant
face.
''Is that you. Sammy"
Eyes. mother. / thought you were
asleep"
mo. come in. 1t isn't time for you
to go. is it?"
Yes, / ought to be going now. but
I'll come in moment"
He closed the door softly behind
him and approached the bed. and his
mother put out hand. and drew him
down upon its side.
Tell me again, Sammy, Of the grand
house where you play tonight" she
coaxed.
why mother, told you all know
about 1t. never see these houses till
till I go to them. You see we get
the engagement through the agency"
But like the others, this one will be
large and fine and full Of beautiful
things and a grand piano. OF course,
Sammy, there'll be grand piano?"
"Oh, yes" he answered YEARLY.
"And paintings and books-so many
books" his mother continued. 1T
makes me happy to thing Of you In
such surroundings. 1t Is where you be-
long, dear boy; never forget that" She
patted his hand lovingly, then turned
suddenly to him and continued: But
/ don't understand why your friends
never come here for you, or to practise
with you. should love to hear them.
1t would remind me Of your dear
father"
Her son shut his lips firmly together
and looked away. He had the pale In
tellectual face of dreamer. and the
heavy hair, worn slightly longer than
common, proclaimed the musician.
while the slight form was that OF a
youth little more than II.
You will bring them here some
time. won't your" she persisted.
Perhaps; but must go now, moth
er. Have you all you need?"
Eyes, dear. Kiss me again. 1t is 80
lonely when you are away. All shall
have for company will be my thoughts
of you in that grand house."
Resolutely keeping his eyes turned
away. he kissed her again. and hur-
ried from the room. Entering his own
he got his violin, and slipped quietly
out the cheap tenement house to the
street.
That he felt deeply, his face showed,
by the deep lines between his heavy
brows.
"How I hate to do IT," he said
aloud. "She's so trusting; but there's
no other way. She must have medi-
cine and the delicacies she's used to,
and II must continue to deceive
her"
After long walk he reached cor
ner on Sixth avenue where he had
often played, and stopped to tune his
violin. Then suddenly the clear beau.
tiful tones of the Largo, that master
piece of Handel's, rang out. Though
several people stopped to listen, they
melted away as he finished. and stood
waiting, hoping for, though not asking
aims.
After little he began brilliant
aria from a well-known opera. and his
spirits rose as he noted larger crowd
than before. But when he finished
and again waited, but two persons Of
fered him money, and he pocketed the
dime and nickel, he sighed as he
thought of the pitifulness Of his case
Though he played four other selec
lions, each with utmost care and ex
preston. he garnered but Is cents
additional, and realizing this. he gazed
about him In desperation. Why would
they not be generous. these people
who would unhesitatingly pay to hear
rag time played in the theaters, when
he was giving them of the best?
Making sudden resolve. he started
for a theater where there was a con
tinuous BILL Though the pavement
was crowded he saw no policemen
and he took his stand, and began the
Cavaleria Rusticana. He had played
little more than third Of It when he
felt a heavy hand upon his shoulder
and turning, looked In an officers
face.
COiue diOuS youhB moh, WAN
you" said the latter.
but I'LL go right away, II you'll
let me. didn't think when I started
to play here"
"well, you'll have plenty Of time tc
think It over before morning" the Of
ficer laughed, I'VE don't allow the
sidewalk INSTRUCTED here. Come OF
I'll put the 'comealongs' on you"
Certain of his ability to make salts
factory explanation to the desk ser
geant. Sammy started along with
burning cheeks.
"You needn't hold me-" he said. "I'l
60 peaceably."
At the station the desk sergeant
was away on special duty, his place
being filled for the time by an officer
who waved Sammy aside. utterly re
fusing to hear word of explanation.
"Oh you can tell all that to the ser
geant in the morning." he said airily.
Despite his protestations. Sammy
found himself deprived Of his precious
violin, and the change in his pocket
and thrown into dirty cell. For q
long time ne was alone. and as hs
crouched upon the bench. he dropped