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I Ueber die Sterne Ist Ruh j
I By Elizabeth A . Vore I (Copyright, by Joseph B. Bowles.) “Ueber <lle sterne Ist ruh, Ueber die sterne ist ruh.” It was the Herr Professor singing In the organ loft. Higher and higher swelled the music, louder and sweeter the rich full tones of the great organ, and the mellow, wonderful voice of the musician rose, until the dim, quaint old church was filled with the exquisite harmony. Slowly and cautiously one of the heavy outer doors was partly opened and a dark, lovely face looked timid ly in, as the music swelled upward in all its sublime sweetness, the door was pushed farther qpen by a little brown hand and a slight, childish figure en tered and crept softly, hesitatingly up the aisle. Presently the music stopped, but the child remained kneeling as If in a trance. The door leading from the organ loft opened and the musician came slowly down, humming softly to himself. As he came forward his eyes fell on the kneeling child with her rapt, exquisite face and her won drous, lifted eyes, and he stopped short in astonishment. “Liebe Himmel!” he muttered. “It is the face of an angel!” A tide of crimson flooded the love ly olive face as the child sprang up and shrank back timidly. “Pardon, sir—a thousand pardons!” she stammered, In a soft, musical voice, tremulous with fright. The look of wonder and astonish ment on the good professor s face changed to one of gentleness and pity at the little ones evident fear. “Pfui, little one, thou hast naught to fear; am I then so great a mon ster that thou shouldst run from me? Come, maitchen, let us see thee closer.” The child came shyly forward and stood before the great master, who took her small hands in his own and gazed with kindly curiosity into her face. “Thou art a puzzle, little one,” he said, smiling. “Who art thou? I find thee in this quiet English town, and the tongue is English, too, but; the face and voice, they do not belong to an English maid. How' is it, leib chen?” “I am Gabrielle,” said the child, simply. “My father keeps the music shop near by. He is -English, but I —I am like my mother who is with the angels. She was born over the sea, in Italy.” “Ah! that accounts for thy soft voice and dark face, my lovely one. I thought there was southern blood in thy veins. And thou wert listen ing to the music? Perhaps thou wouldst like to learn, thyself?” The child drew in her breath quick ly and clasped her hands spasmod ically in the emotion that suddenly swept over her. “Ah? if I might!” she cried, “if I only might! But there is none to teach, and I can do nothing but sing, and that not at home, for it makes my father sad. My mother sang, and he is always remembering.” “So you sing, then, little one; let ns hear you. Come, do not be afraid; sing something you know well.” He had, somehow, expected to hear an unusual voice, but nothing like what he did hear; as the child threw back her head proudly and her sweet, clear voice swelled upward, the pur ity and richness of its exquisite tones thrilled the great master, and filled him with wondering astonishment. “If is wonderful!” he exclaimed, as the sweet voice died away, and Gab rielle stood flushed and trembling be fore him. “My child, you are blest of the saints! your voice is perfect. You will have the world at your feet.” “I want only to be able to play the great organ and sing as you do. Shall I ever be able to sing the song you sang just'now?” “Certainly, and many much more difficult than that.” “But who would teach me, sir?” faltered Gabrielle. “My father has no money.” “We shall see to that, little one; we shall see to all that —such a voice must not be lost to the world. Tell me where you live and I will see the father about It.” Gabrielle directed him, and then with the impulsiveness born of her hot, southern blood, she raised his band to her lips and covered it with kisses. The great German master had come to this little out-of-the-way English town some weeks before, for the pur pose of resting. He had steered clear of hotels and boarding houses, though they were of a very quiet, primitive order in this country place, and had secured lodgings with one of his own countrymen, Karl Hansel, a music teacher, who soon ascertained who his guest was, and was not a little proud of the distinction of having the famous “Herr Professor,” to use his own words, under his roof. He became a great favorite with the sim ple town folk, who always spoke of him after Karl Hansel’s example, as the “Herr Professor.” But now the time for his departure was at hand, and he made haste to see Gabrielle’s father before he went away. He did not long hesitate in giving his consent that his little daughter receive a musical education. She was to study during the winter and summer with Karl Hansel, “and then when autumn comes again,” said the master, smiling, “I shall come for her and take her to the Fatherland. We will make a great singer of thee, leibchen.” Through the late winter and spring Gabrielle advanced rapidly and her tutor was full of pride at her prog ress. But when the hot days of sum mer came she began to droop; the slender form grew thin, and the rosy color faded from her cheek. By-and by she became too weak to continue her lessons. Poor little Gabrielle! it soon became apparent to all who saw her that she would never sing for the world. Yet —let me change it — “Child, Child! You Break My Heartl" rich Gabrielle, she would sing, not for the w'orld, but for the angels. She lingered on until winter, growing w'eaker every day, but making no complaint save weariness, “I am so tired!” she would say, “so tired.” She never complained of aught else. She had but one wish. “To hear the song of the Herr Pro fessor,” and see the master before she died. But Karl Hansel did not know exactly his whereabouts, al though he wrote him occasionally to learn of the progress of his protege, and for three months he had heard nothing of him, although he wrote of the child’s failing strength* “I am so tired!” she would cry, “and I cannot rest. Sing me the song of the Herr Professor. I cannot rest till I have heard it.” “Child, child!” her heartbroken, white-haired father would cry, “you break my heart? alas! there is no one who knows It —If you could but re member the name.” There came a day in the early au tumn when with tearful eyes the friends of little Gabrielle gathered Will Go to Save Koreans . Millionaire’s Daughter to Work as Mis sionary in Far East. Milwaukee, Wis.—Giving up a life of wealth to work as a missionary among Koreans, Miss Callie Babcock, daugh ter of H. Babcock, one of the richest paper mill owners In the west, and one of Wlsconsirf’s wealthiest men, has astonished her family by the declaration that she would soon leave her American home for the far east. She was induced to work among the Koreans by accounts of the, ignorance of the natives of the hermit kingdom glveaiier by a young Korean she met in Chicago, where she w*as Interested in slum work, and considered her fu ture course for months before deter mining to leave her family and live in comparative poverty. Miss Babcock has devoted her ener gies to various kinds of reform work and in this line of study became ac quainted with the Korean, who was preparing himself for medical mission ary work among his own people. Her around her couch. The lltUe life wai fast ebbing out. “Tell the Herr Professor,” she whis pered. Just then a step was heard without —the door opened and the master stood on the threshold. Gab rlelle’s eyes grew 'radiant and she stretched out her little thin hands “It is the Herr Professor!” she cried, joyfully. The next Instant he had crossed over and knelt by her couch and tak ing the little feeble hands, pressed them to his breast. “Lelbchen! lamklnj beloved child!” he cried. “Ach! mein Oott! but it is cruel!” “Sing me the song you sang in the church, dear Herr Professor,” she begged; “I have w'aited so long to hear it again, and I am so tired —ah, so very tired, and I cannot rest.” Then the master raised his power ful voice, its richness mingled now with a solemn tenderness. “Ueber die sterne Ist ruh,” he sang again—sang as he never sang it be fore, as he would never sing it again, and the dying Gabrielle listened with parted lips, while into her weary dark eyes there stole a sweet, rest ful peace. “Ueber die sterne ist ruh!” she re peated feebly. “What does it mean, Herr Professor?” “Over the stars is thy rest,” said the master, solemnly. “Rest for thee, little Gabrielle.” “Ah! it is for me! for me the song is made!” cried Gabrielle, smiling weakly. “I am so tired, but—over— the stars —” The sentence was finished in heaven, where she had found rest at last. They laid her gently back and led the sorrowing father away; then the great musician bowed his head and wept over the little lifeless form. “Ach! meine leibe kind!” he mur mured, “thou art lost to the world, but, perhaps it is best; thou wert not in tended for earth —thy voice It was lent thee by the angels!” In one corner of the country church yard Is a little grass-grown mound marked by an unusually handsome headstone. When it attracts notice, the villagers say: “Yes, it came from over the seas; the great master sent it from Lelp sic,” and the stranger stopping to read, sees the simple inscription: “Gabrielle. Ueber die sterne ist rub.” Film Flam. At the best, remarks the Amateur Photographer, the development of other people’s exposures in large quan tities is a pure mechanical task, and should be regarded as such by all con cerned. The patient and loving and tender care which struggles to save and improve in development a wrong ly exposed plate cannot be had in com merce. The development of films by electric motor and of plates in batches in a tank of dilute developer is more and more coming to be commercial prac tice. Such treatment will save all that can be saved in the negative, and what Is not brought out by such treatment is not, and never was, there—despite the walls of the traveler who is sure that he got an excellent view of the dungeon at Chillon by a hand exposure with the shutter set at I and the larg est diaphragm. Vermont Man Edits Korean Sheet. Henry Hurlburt, editor of the Kor ean Review, published in Seoul, the capital of Korea, and the only paper in that country printed in English, is a former resident of Bennington, Vt., and was at one time a student in the high school at that place. Women Teachers. There are in the United States 34,- 579 women who are teachers of music and 10,000 who are teachers of ait and artists. Altogether there are a quarter of a million of women teach ers. There are 11,000 telegraph op erators who are women. decision has been kept a close secret and only her relatives knew of her plans until this week. Miss Babcock’s father is treasurer of the Kimberly-Clark company, which owns dozens of mills in the northwest, and which was the backbone of the paper trust recently dissolved by the government. Not Racket Enough. “When ordering champagne some people are not satisfied with the pop of the cork.” “No?” “No; they think the waiter ought' to also fire a pistol.” An Augmented Vocabulary. “Jimmie,” said one small boy to an other, “do you know what a molly coddle is?” “Sure.- It’s anew word you can use if you want to start a fight.’ Perhaps in time the Koreans will feel as grateful to Japan as the Cu bans and the Filipinos do to tbs United States. mC Jl BLUFF WELL-MEANING CITIZENS WHO WORK ALONG WRONG LINES. KNOCKING THE HOME TOWN Her Commercial Clubs Fall In Work Undertaken for the Improvement of Local Conditions. In a western town not long since a General Call was Issued to citizens to hold a Meeting for the purpose of or ganizing a Business Men’s Association, or as the papers announced, a Com mercial club. According to the News paper Reports of the event the meet ing was a Grand Success, and some 40 or 50 prominent citizens enrolled their names as members. Thus the Com mercial club was started on its Career. Among the active citizens and those who were foremost in advocating the Club as an Important Thing for the welfare of the Town, were a Minister and a Lawyer. The good clergyman was made the Secretary, a Banker of the town was elected President, and the Lawyer Treasurer. As is usual with such clubs, a Constitution and By-laws were adopted; an Executive Committee appointed, and also a Hus tling Committee to add Push to the club. It was outlined that by harmony and co-operation the town could be Boomed and made much Better. One of the Things desired was a Public Library. Among the other Things were Manufacturing Enterprises, a Creamery and another Elevat./ for the towm, to compete with the one Eleva tor already located there. Six months of careful labor on the part of the Commercial Club devel oped the fact that the efforts towards securing any of these Things were without results. There w'as no Library, the Creamery Proposition was consid ered unfavorable, as the farmers could secure more by shipping their cream out of Town than the Creamery could afford to pay, and as to the Elevator, only a part of the Stock necessary for its start was subscribed. An investi gation revealed that out of this very same town each day an average of more than S2OO was being sent to Out side Cities for Goods that might as well have been purchased at the home stores. It was discovered that the Minister, who was the Secretary of the Club, all the while he was Advo cating Town Improvement, was quiet ly Working among the Members of his Flock to secure Orders for Groceries and other goods to send to a Chicago alleged co-operative concern. He w r as receiving five per cent, commission on all Purchases made. The Lawyer of the town, who was made the Treasurer of the Club, was sending away for the Clothes he wore, and even the Banker could not find Carpets sufficiently good in his home town. These misled Enterprising Citizens were working all along the wrong lines. While they were Anxious to Im prove the Town, to start the Creamery —that, perhaps, would keep a few thousand dollars a year in the town — an Elevator that was almost unneces sary, as the one already located in the Town was capable of handling all the grain produced in the neighborhood, and would result in no saving or the bringing in of greater income, they overlooked the importance of devising means of retaining Business to the Town that was going away from it. The very ones intrusted with the Building Up of the Industries of the Place were foremost in turning over to other communities the Dollars that should be retained to improve the Home Trade, and make Wealthy the community. Moral —It would be well for mem bers of Commercial Clubs to take heed that the most important action for the Club to take is to Devise Means of Protecting Enterprises already estab lished instead of gaining new Enter prises of Doubtful Utility. THERE MUST BE MERIT. Drawing the Line in the Matter of Patronage of Home institutions. W T hile it is the duty of every home loving and patriotic citizen to encour age and support home enterprise, it should be part of the principle that the home enterprises should be such as to merit support. The matter of service and of competition are important. It must be a public spirited citizen, in deed, who will willingly pay home mer chants exorbitant prices for what is needed, when the same goods, can be purchased in some nearby town at lower prices. The local bank should be patronized, if well conducted, and those in charge of it men of integrity and enterprise. But ofttimbs there are illustrations of local industries be ing conducted in such unbusinesslike ways as to not win the confidence of the people in the community. Under such circumstances little censure can be given those who will seek foreign institution when they have money to deposit LOCAL PRODUCE MARKETS. How Agricultural Towns Can Assist 111 Preventing. “Corners” in Produce. Now and then complaint is heard of how the large packing houses and handlers of produce manipulate prices of eggs and poultry. These concerns are enabled to do this through their facilities for extensively handling goods and preserving them in their mammoth cold storage plants. Their system is to buy in the lowest market and hold the produce until the demand is such that prices reach the top notch. It is evident that were the business men of small towns to follow out to some extent the plans of these large houses, the home market would be ma terially improved- In the agricultural towns merchants are the most exten sive handlers of farmers’ produce. This business is incidental to the mer cantile business, and few merchants have proper facilities for the storing and proper care of perishable goods, therefore, immediately upon receiving supplies from the farmer, consign ments are made to the commission houses In the large cities, and thus are the large commission men enabled to obtain control of the markets and to manipulate prices. Each agricultural community pro duces enough poultry and eggs and miscellaneous dairy products to sup port a prosperous exclusive produce house. But when the articles that the farmers have for sale are distributed among a dozen or more stores, each acting independently, it is evident that highest market prices cannot be paid. The plan proposed for the organiza tion of co-operative produce companies in each town has many desirable points in its favor. At small expense a coldstorage plant of adequate capac ity to handle all perishable products of the community can be put in order. A plant of this kind, if rightly man aged, would greatly improve the con ditions of the local markets and higher prices could be paid for produce than the merchants could afford to pay for the same. A number of towns In the middle west have adopted this system, and with success. Not alone have the home markets been geatly improved, but a greater volume of trade has been brought to the merchants. Should this plan be universally followed, in agricultural districts, it would lessen the opportunity for the manipulation of prices of produce, and the “corner ing of the market” by the large com mission and packing houses. HELPING ALONG THE TRUSTS. Sending Money Away from Rural Dis tricts Assist in Making Them. It appears as if the trusts are in the country to stay. The legislative ac tion of the government seems to merely mean a little more regulation. Trusts generally have their starting point in Wall street. It is to Wall street that the money earned by them goes. Each trust industry means so much more for the coffers of the mul ti-millionaires. It is a sorry fact that the people of the country have keen for years bamboozled by trust mana gers, and unknowingly have been compelled to donate toward their sup port, That the great mail-order con cerns in Chicago have been backed up by Wall street capital has just be come evident. Within the past few months Wall street financiers have decided to build up even greater in the mail-order business, and one con cern has had its capital increased to $40,000,000. It has been toward such a monster enterprise the people of the west have been turning their trad© the past several years, and by so do ing have kept western communities from advancing. Wise Parson. “Parson, somebody dared us to get married, and we never take a dare. Here we are.” “Well, my young friends. I dare you to go home and endeavor to culti vate some common sense.” While it may be true that the small- towns and cities do not afford un principled schemers the chance to con duct business, illustrations sufficient, now and then, present themselves to the people to make them cautious and perhaps prejudice them against pat ronizing some home institutions. Too often it is found that insurance companies, investment concerns, banks and mercantile establishments put forth the plea of being home institu tions and thus should be patronized, while in fact their methods of conduct are such as to not win the confidence of the people. Merit is an important factor in the home trade matter, and no argument can be made that will justify the people of a community giv ing support to institutions that are un sound, or which are managed in a way as to impose upon the residents of the community. Rock Salt Preserves Ice. A cheap mixture to put around an ice chest to keep it cold is pounded rock salt in the proportion of one part to two parts of pounded ice. '