Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-17


ing of the gentleman who was ring
ing the doorbeu OF a cottage over
looking the beautiful park. Every
thing about him, his dress. his bear
ing, the way he wore his hat bespoke
the artist.
Il was "a long while before anyone
answered the bell but at last light
steps were heard inside and a fair
haired unusually pretty girl opened
the door
Does Miss Berger live here2
There are two Misses Berger"
Are there9 But mean Miss Julia
Berger, the famous opera singer. VIII
you please give her my card if she
Is at home and ask her if She will
see me.
The young girl opened the door
wider.
Please. come inside 1 am Miss
Julia Berger"
oh | beg your pardon. but how
was / to recognize the divine Rosina
OF last night in cap and apron
No of course. nobody would ex-
pect that" she laughed but l do
rot know your name yet. You for.
got to give me the card.
Il am Professor Vincent, editor of
Munich Musical Times. / felt that !
could not leave this town without
personally expre= sing my admiration
of your wonderful talent.
The young girl threw her apron on
a chair and led her visitor into the
drawing room. They were soon chat
ting like old friends
What amuses me most" said Vim
cent?, rs that / should find you dres-
sed like maid"
Wei. when ! have no other work
to DO ! love to do homework and
cook for my mother and sister" she
said Il am really not a bad cook"
And YOU are right, for to be a true
artist a woman must first of all be
true woman"
He left and Julia once more put
on her apron when the doorbell rang
again.
This time | am not going to open
it myself" she thought Emma the
front door bell. | am not at home
to anybody"
The maid opened the door and
young man walked inside despite her
protests
Not at home, That is not meant
to apply TO me Emma. 1 must talk
TO Miss Julia Immediately. but per-
haps you don't remember my name.
"Oh. yes I do. Baron Dietenfeld."
Then hurry and tell her | am here,
like a good girl"
Two minutes later Julia came in.
You were told, Baron. that | was
not at home TO anyone"
She sat down on the stool before
the piano and opened book of music.
so l am Baron now" he said.
though it is several weeks since l
vas promoted to Konrad"
Yes. but ! don't like it. Things
must be as they were before. You
must admit it is better so. Baron"
Not at all, Julia. Nothing in the
world could make me see that"
why not Baron? You have lived
without me for thirty five years and
you win find it very easy to go on
living without me. What am l in
your life? Nothing but an episode.
Having courted highborn and aristo-
cratic ladies for years it now amuses
YOU to court an artist, that is all"
Il am able to see very clearly that
you and |. Baron can never be any
thing TO each other"
HE turned quite pale.
DO you really mean that Julia"
Yes, l do mean it. / can never be
yours
And why? You must tell me the
reason. Julia. Am | nothing, abso
lutely to you? You must tell me the
truth"
THE truth-WeH. | confess | am
very fond of yoa Konrad-"
Il do not understand you, Julia. You
are very fond of me and l love you,
what is there then to keep us apart2
| am absolutely Independent and ex-
cept for Lucia, l am all alone in the
world and my little sister already
loves you through my description OF
you"
Julia shook her head
No, l win tell you frankly what
stands between US. If you had learn
ed to know me as an ordinary girl in
her home, I should have been so hap
py to be yours. But / am a singer
and it IS the singer you love. You
do not love poor Julia, but the gay
Rosina. the unhappy Gilda, the love
ly Julia, the dreaming Senta. You
do not see me as | really am, but
merely through my art. When the
day comes. and it comes in every
marriage, when you see | am only an
ordinary human being with all the
ordinary shortcomings and faults, no
longer in the glare of the footlights,
then your love will disappear and we
shall both be very unhappy. 1t is
this I want to avoid, just because l
love you as l do
He tried to interrupt her, but she
went on:
I'VE win have plenty of chances TO
talk this over. | cannot do il to-day.
Emotion is bad for the voice. Leave
me now my friend and come back
the day after tomorrow. To-mor-
NOR I shall sing Michaela in Carmen