Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1912-03-16

nKe a bright eye in the midst OF the
Norwegian mountains
And another:
Little Lotte thought Of everything
and nothing. Her hair was golden as
the suns rays and her soul as clear
ana blue as her eyes. She wheedleo
her mother, was kind to her doll, took
great care of her frock and her little
red shoes and her fiddle, but most OF
all loved, when she went to sleep, to
hear the Angel of Music"
WHile the old man told this story,
Raoul looked at Christine's blue eyes
and golden hair; and Christine
thought that Lotto was very lucky to
hear the Angel of Music when she
went to sleep. The Angel Of Music
played a part in all Daddy Daae's
tales; and he maintained that every
great musician, every great artist re,
ceived visit from the Angel at least
once in his life. Sometimes the An
gel leans over their cradle, as hap,
pened to Lotte, and that is how there
are little prodigies who play the i'd
die at six better than men at fifty
which, you must admit, is very won
derful. Sometimes, the Angel comes
much later, because the children are
naughty and won't learn their lessons
or practice their scales. And, some
times, he does not come at all. be
cause the children have a bad hear
or a bad conscience.
NanA -,
he is heard by those who are mean
to hear him. He often comes wheI
they least expect him, when they are
sad and disheartened. Then theil
ears suddenly perceive celestial har
monies, divine voice, which they re
member all their lives. Persons WHIT
are visited by the Angel culver Will
a thrill unknown TO the rest of man
kind. And they cannot touch an in
strument, or open their mouths Il
sing, without producing sounds tina
put all other human sounds to shame
Then people who do not know tina
the Angel has visited those person
say that they have genius.
Little Christine asked her father j
he had heard the Angel of Music. Blu
Daddy Daae shook his head sadly
and then his eyes lit up, as he said
You will hear him one day, m,
child, When | am in heaven, l viii
send him to you,"
Daddy was beginning to cough a
that time.
Three years later, Raoul and Chris
tine met again at Perros. Professo
Valerius was dead, but his widow re
manned in France with Daddy Daa
and his daughter, who continued I
, play the violin and sing, wrapping +
! their dream of harmony their kin
patroness, who seemed henceforth t
/ live on music alone. The young mar
as he now was, had come to Perro
on the chance of finding them an
went straight to the house in whic
they used to stay. He first saw tn
old man; and then Christine entered
carrying the tea-tray. She flushed a
the sight of Raoul. who went up I
her and kissed her She asked him
few questions, performed her dutie
as hostess prettily, took up the ira
again and left the room. Then sh
ran into the garden and took refug
on a bench, a prey to feelings tina
stirred her young heart for the frs
time. Raoul followed her and the
talked till the evening, very shyl!
They were quite changed, cautious a
two diplomatists, and told each othe
things that had nothing to do wit
their budding sentiments. When the
took leave Of each other by the roaC
side. Raoul, pressing a kiss on ChriI
tines trembling hand. said: