The Cairo bulletin., 1910-05-10
THE HEART CHORDS.

IL was all wrong 10 nave hdihee
the big, buff,bricked apartment house
the Ticonderoga With due regard to
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 TicondeToga.
Consequently, when Herr Winkler
hoff, with a delicious idea of moon
light upon a shimmering lake In hls
head, sat before his grand piano tc
preserve the golden idea as master
piece for posterity, there We're tho
tcot and tinkle of notes from the
Moorish minaret above the tenth
floor to the lordly j1nitor's quarters
in the basement
The performers, however We're 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 bis should
ers, entieed from the grand piano q
thrice-beautiful set OF opening bars,
"Himmel, but it ISIS good sighed
the professor, in true art ecstacy
Nit him win der fortunes TO
make"
Then he closed the great, burning
eyes again, and, wagging 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. q
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
sixtyfourth degree.
"Ah--f Abe -ha- hee-ah!" carol
ed the superb voice in an ascending
scale OF atrocious technique; and
Herr Winklerhoff forgot the sheen
OF 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 noisines-such a singings-
oh, ach! My waltz beautiful | for.
get!"
"Ah--hee -ah--ha--ha-a as hah!"
sounded the magnificent soprano, In
a 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 aiar, disclosing a lady SC
beautiful in her dreamy grace that
the professor forgot has frenzy and
| fell down and worshiped.
Herr Winklerhoff surrendered al
once to Nine. Kemmler And mad
anne, meeting the professor good
| halfway, insisted at times on sing
ing for him. At first Herr Winkler
hoff 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 10 81
still while all the notes were butth
cred Herr Winklerhoff cherished
this one thought:
/ When Eta lofes me shust The
same like | am her lofing, then sh
will sing right her notes And tn
professor worked night and day o.
| the beautiful heart song which shout
celebrate the coming of love.
AT last he had the ballad-a
dreamy and enticing as ever drifte
out from the Blue Danube-and o
that day Herr Winklerhoff spoke hi
heart TO Mime Eta, spoke with tn
fervor of the loye-ballad In his gu
teral tones and the soul OF the arts
shining from his black eyes. An
Nine. Eta responded in tremulou
| LOuG6 DJ ltlhI IANiA W lElRlNi AAp4Af AtA
ing the quick artistic instinct kne
h at once that the hour of love ha
come.
"Etta"---he cried, Ito der piar
come quickund sing NIT passion
And, dragging Nine. Eta into u
e studio. he played once that the 4
e vine chords might sink into the vel
e soul of madame, and again that 81
2 might sing, And madame lifted I
n that grand, encompassing sopral
o and rendered every note so true al
o. so compelling that on the four
% floor young Bergers dropped h
(. flute and Liederkamp. the Germ'
:. barber, ceased THE Spanish Cay
lier" on the big tuba to listen In {
I chantment.
y ZACH, lofe!" cried the profess
"Lofe ISIS der king Of MIRACLES