The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-06-23

As the strains of the violin still followed him, he was taken back in memory to the first time he had heard u great vIrtuoso play.
 It was during the war and a soldier unexpectedly recalled to camp and knowing the boys starved love Of music, his work with his own violin, had given him ticket to hear Paul Bchr. That time he had occupied an orchestra seat in small, compact house. Paul Behr with his classic, Intel. lectual interpretations, appealed only to critical audience. Rich. ard by temperament belonged In this group, for he sat entranced throughout the recital.
 He saw himself in some future day lowing to ovation. If untiring practice, nevor.failinR purpose were tulismans, then this dream would come true.
 He went home, and, ponderlng came upon m excellent reason for seeing Paul Bchr personally. So he wrote and asked for nn inter- view.
 And at last he stood in n great beamed room with concert piano in the center, austero furniture and Il Persian rug running from wall to wall. A chilled secretary confronted him. You have beon very persistent" he said. You Gun tell me what you have in mind" "l must see Mir Behr person. ally" Richard returned ns calmly ns q violently beating heart would allow him.
 At the moment Dehr emerged from m inner room. He was tall and distinguished looking, immuc- ulate in dress and formal In man. ncr Now, what iS it?'' ho de- manded.
 Richard choked, then com menced: "lt's just this, Mir Behr, 1 have no folks, just m old aunt"
 That's nothing, If that's all you came to toll me also happen to bo completely alone in tho world keen embarraSsme that he had just this, Mir Behr. They're get. ting more and more mon into the war. Maybe they'll call you, and place. Pm only pixtcen. but Pll swear I'm twenty" In his intcn. slty his voice rose: Tt might De hard to do, but I'd go to the prosi. dent and make him sec that a grcnt artist llke you should be kept B1fe."
 lt was all very young and nbsurd. But Bohr saw only ono thing. He cried: "That is true. Why should be drawn in! Let tho man light who has nothing boa utiful Co give tho world. He can stand tho wretchodness, tho horrors. But not the artist"
 Richard folt that this was not cowardiec, but tho reaction of n sensitive man to the inferno of war. Bohr paced tho floor. then suddenly paused before Richard who had brought these hidden emotions to tho surface.
 Tho secretary vanished. Behr stood q moment in silence. Then: "Come now, be honest. you know you've been ridiculous. You know that, don't y0u2"
 1T MEAN EVERY
 WORD OF IT," ~.
 "I meant every word 1 said. If they call you, I'd Do willing to go in your place. It would be drendrul if--if we couldn't hcni your music again."
 After n moment: "Wel1, per. haps you're sincere enough. And, thnnks be, you're not one of thoso pcsts who think 10 set the world on fire with his violin. or" whirling quickly m a suspicious thought, "are your"
 Illchnrd in HIg fright whispered. "It's true; I've dronmed of being n grcnt vI0linlst, of doing some. thing wonderful in tho world.' Then gaining courage: ~ know 'oycn if 1 wont Go war, I'd como bnck uninjurcd. 1 know that"
 The artist in Hehr responded Co inc faith. the ilro in tho boy. But he snid, perhaps Go hide the fact