The Washington times., 1920-03-16


tive Indications OF a sensitive soul.
The ships bell struck almost
like call from nowhere: they
stopped, turned and started back.
Other couples laughed past them;
in Swallowed corners men and
women sat hand in hand looking
at the stars.
"You must tell me about your
self" said Leon. "Have you ever
sung in public yet?"
"A few times, not to amount to
anything: but / shall" She threw
back her head with the enthusiasm.
the perfect faith of youth. Leon
smiled; he had done the same
thing; everything is possible when
one has the talent. plus the sacri-
fee to work.
We've been very lucky" said
the man.
81 don't believe in luck"
what do you call it when the
gods endow one with a talent and
deny it to some one else? Think Of
it, my life is in my fingers He
held them up whimsically.
"Oh, no." she became very earn
est: ain your soul"
"If l should lose my right hand
where would my soul be? Oh, no,
Miss Ginsberg, there is luck"
"Please call me Gina" she said.
I'm Gina Berg-it's the old name
transformed by an astu.e father"
He smiled, ably done, too-Gina.'
Quite Like n City.
They stood looking over the rail
to the quarter below. Its quite
like a city, isn't it?" said the girl:
here we are on Fifth avenue; be-
low us is the in-between and below
them is the East Side"
They moralized on the power OF
money that bridged the CULTS OF
caste. but Gina did not tell the
Young man that her father had
made a fortune. She did not debate
on the business aoumen Of the
wholesaler in brasses who had
branched into bigger and bigger
fields, studied the steel industry. in
vested and borrowed and establish
ed that greatest asset in the world,
credit.
1t was after midnight when they
separated; the girl to go to her
stateroom with a singular feeling
of having found again something
she feared she had lost, memory
that would prove true, the man
with an uneasy stirring OF the
blood and a vivid picture of this
girl he had known and forgotten
and never could forget again.
Mr.. S. S. Berg, nee Solomon Gins
berg, had been complimented by
the years he had made his master.
He looked prosperous but unosten-
tatious as Gina introduced the
young violinist the following morn
ing.
The younger man and the older
appraised each other in the momen-
tary glance preceding the introduce
ton. Each seemed satisfied. Mr..
Berg recalled to the virtuoso his
earliest efforts on the road to fame.
81 confess" said he, laughing,
when your father came to me I
thought it was another case of
proud parent, but one can never
tell-it's always the off chance that
wins out. Anyway, I'm glad l lis
tened"
THAT was pitiful little violin
I had at first" said Leon. Mother
has it wrapped up in cottonwood
somewhere; not much like the one
/ use now"
Icons Stradivarius had been pur-
chased for a sum that would have
seemed affluencc to the kantors in
the old days. 1t was a wonderful
instrument and Hancock took as
much care of 1t as though 1t were a
delicate heir to millions.
Giana expressed a desire to see II,
and Leon brought II from the ships
safe. Passengers promenading
passed to look surreptitiously at
the young man as he sat beside the
girl holding the. precious violin.
A knowing busybody pointed him
out to a companion. That's Leon
Kantor, the great violinist" The
young man flushed. He hated no.
toriety, and Gina missed an inter-
esting talk on the relative merits OF
violins.
Mr.. Berg was taking Gina to Aus
tria to pursue her musical studies.
He himself was planning a little
walking trip through the Tyrol.
and then he was returning to New
York and business.
AT my age" he said, smiling.
"a man must get away once in
while. You do II every time you
play: Gina does II every time she
sings. / have to adopt moro radi-
cal methods"
They Say rareweils-
The young people saw a good
deal of. each other during the re-
naming few days OF the big liners
race across the Atlantic They
parted at Liverpool the best Of
friends, and something more-if
each could have OWNED II. But art
Is a compelling master. and Leon
thought only OF his violin. and Gina
for tho time being only Of her
singing.
Leon was for stealing a week in
the Lake Country, and they said
eood-by at the steamer.