Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-06-08

rigid at her sides, her hand clinched, her
shoulders sunken-as hopeless spectacle
for singing purposes as could be con-
ceived
Don't be afraid of me-" l suggested
I'm afraid of everybody" she answered.
her pale cheeks flooded with sudden PINK.
Il have always been shy. When ! get on
a street car and some one happens to looK
at me ! suffer"
The lifeess effort at singing finished.
she took seat at the end of the long. fiat
topned desk Mr. Munter sat in his &C
cugtomed place at his desk distance Of
three feet separated them. MIR. Munter sat
in an easy. relaxed way in his office chair.
Miss Graham. in the same manner, sitting
opposite Tim
Tell them TO he quiet outside said the
hvpnotist to his office boy Cut off the
telephone connection. | want no inter
ruptons"
Three persons became still. The little Of
6re was on the instant an oasis of silence
in an ocean of noise MFR. Munter looked
into Mss Graham's eyes Miss Graham
looked back into his The room became so
silent that | could hear the Geep. regular
breathing of each. No one stirred. 1t was
as though each of the sitting figures had
fallen asleep although their eyes were
open.
After eighteen minutes OF what seemed
an fntermnable silence Miss Graham's
long. black lashes rested quietly upon her
cheeks The purplish eyelids that had
seemed to steadily grow heavier were at
last closed.
open the windows wide" Mr. Munter
called to the office boy waiting outside,
and currents OF air from three directions
swept around us
Nov breath deeply" he said to the
sleeping girl with chldlike readiness
she obeyed packing her lungs with deep
draughts of the cool air.
music box was brought in PATHS
record of Home, Sweet Home was placed
in it.
Stand and sing" At the low spoken
command the girl with the fastclosed eyes
rose. To the accompaniment of the music
box she burst into song. In her moments
of slumber. her voice had developed grea'
volume. Her tones were as big as PATHS
as rich, as musical. as true, and more youth
full fresher The contrast between this
and her former timid rendition was az
violin solo by master compared with the
tin pan drumming of boy infestng
kitchen.
She sang THE Rosary" with the same
accuracy and power. With dramatic sud
denness she changed to the Il Love Love
solo from Naughty Marietta perfectly fol
lowing the lead of the music box, dancina
with girish abandon and in perfect rhythm
with the music She sang an aria from
"Pagiacci" with the same perfect melody
In absolute accord with the jns.ru1h,nt
and with appropriate and unschooled ees
lures. Only once in an hours demonssta
ton, did the strange power seem to desert
her. Mr.. hunters attention was distracted
by a noise in TIE hall
81 told YOU to guard us agains. inter
ruptions," he called to the boy without
His vexation seemed TO be communicated
to his subject. She shrugged her shoulders
turned angrily away, started coward the
door He followed and placed his fingers
on her arm.
IT'S all right" he said. Come back and
sing"
She returned and her dice rang out aa
splendidly fresh and true as before Once
she gasped and her head fell backward
MIR. Munter supported her.
open the windows wider" he called n
the boy. Breathe deep. he said TO his sub.
iect
She could have sung for four honrs ona
was enough for conviction that"this was
marvellous instance of the bower of sne,
gestion | announced myself convinced
Wait" said Mr. Munter LET mo che,
you the oneness of subject and operstor
He struck his finger sharply against tho
edge of the table and exclaimed in nam
The girl sobbed piteously He smiled ava
walked toward her 'U
ITS all right" he said. "Tuat wac or,,
fun" She laughed in immense relief
Nov" said be in calm, everydav tona
wake up" 0"e
The lids quivered for an Instant over tho