Smyrna times., 1915-09-15
ART AND LOVE
BY FRANK FILsoN.

"A great style, a wonderful execu.
uon," said old Herr Jaeger, as Doro-
thy Ransome finished her first public
pianoforte recital. "But she has not
the true Interpretation"
That can be acquired?" pleaded /
John Ransome Of the famous pianist, |
whom he had induced to come to Bos- |
ton especially to hear his gifted |
daughter.
Herr Jaeger shrugged his shoulders. |
who knows?" he asked. "Interpre-
tation is the spiritual perception Of |
the musical values. Sometimes that
eomes-sometimes 1t never comes"
But Dorothy is so young. She is
only twenty" pleaded John Ransome.
Age makes no difference" an
swered Herr Jaeger. struggling his ex-
pressive shoulders once again.
John Ransome was the big man Of
Crossways. Mass. He was a self
made man and occupied a magnificent
mansion in the somewhat squalid lit-
tie manufacturing town. He had not
forgotten his old friends when riches
came TO him. The Richards and the
Ransomes were always good friends.
even after Richards failed in business
and was reduced to very modest
means. His son Tom, and Dorothy
had been the best Of friends, and.
OF late, sweethearts.
That was where John Ransome set
HIS foot down.
II do not want you TO marry Tom
Richards" he said to Dorothy. And,
indulgent though he vas, to the point
OF excess. toward each OF his daugh-
ter's inclinations. on this point he
was adamantine.
That was a couple Of months be-
fore, when Dorothy and he we're on
their way back to America She had
just completed her education az the
Conservatoire OF Paris. and had won
every medal for which she was elig.
ible.
Now failure and not success had
crowned John Ransome's efforts. And
Dorothy knew. There had always
been complete frankness between IA
ther and daughter. John told her,
and noted. with something Of bitter.
ness. that Dorothy did not seem 10
care.
1T seems useless to go on" he said
81 have no wish TO see you famous as
a second-rate pianist. There is nc
need for you to earn your bread.
do not care II you never touch thC
pianoforte again"
Dorothy came behind his chair and
put her arms about his neck 'Fa
ther." she whispered nov will yot
consent TO my thinking OF Tom"
John Ransome sighed. He knew
that the young man had been wretch
ed since Dorothy told him. with tears
but firmly. that he could not come 4
the house for the present. She hal
not left him without hope, but 4
youth FIVE years seems an erdles
period.
Yes. my dear" said her father
bracing himself to meet the situation
manfully.
He was more than repaid durin
the following weeks by seeing the oil
light OF gladness creep into his daugl
ter's eyes. And her cheeks we're re,
and her air gay. Tom was certainl
a very fortunate young man.
One day Ransome was surprise
by a visit from his old acquaintanc
Herr Jaeger. In fact the old man ha
made a trip OF a hundred miles 1
see him. After dinner he explains
the purpose OF his visit.
"0nes. many years ago" he said,
made q harsh judgment and spoil.
a promising career. Since then. whe
ever give an opinion. I think abo
II afterward. do not want my mi
take TO be repeated. Perhaps vi
~ feeling out OF sorts on the tiibht whl
ole heard Miss Dorothy play. ha
1et come to ask her TO play again. so Oh
70 I may perhaps revise my judgment
70 Dorothy went indiferently over
the piano. selected the piece whi
had been the chief item at her &C
cert. the Hungarian Rhapsody"
Liszt. and began to play.
When she had finished Herr Jaeg
was standing at her side. as II sps
bound.
my dear, I made a mistake"
ar said. "Ycu are a genius. Your
depreciation OF the master is as VI
derful as your technique. But ,
did not plily like that at the eoncer
The dotIr opened and the but
announced Tom Richards. And Do
- thy. forgelful OF the visitor, ran
meet him and was clasped In
arms.
Il was tIuite a minute later WI
she found herself standing in cor
sion before Herr Jaeger. The
mans mouth was smiling, but
eyes we're moist
I, "Mr. Ransome. that Is what !
ferred TO when I said that the
= raight come" he said. Love is
L divine interpreter not only OF mu
- but OF every art; for art itself Is NJ
L ing but the upwelling OF all that
- noblest and most self-forgetful into
depreciation by the brain and b