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lTo.3. . f ''Continued from last -week.'-'. The v' Presbyterian College, Char lotte; Salem Academy and College, Winston-Salem; Limestone College,' Gaflney, S, C-; Winlrop Normal, Rock The mera possession of a SUeff piano put the seal of supreme approval upon the . musical tastes of its owner. A It may cost a little more, but the recollection of Quality remain 'long after prtoo la forgotten. use Stieff pianos, and ' Brenau Con- Ur.UF Poller. Columbia. R C. ' Thin West TV.;ia)A Pollen rtna Wh) S f! . iim StlefC pianos exclusively. OIM TUIMBIM BLE, USE FOR OLD I jr. J I & ' I 1 Ill I rnd valua It is to be regretted thlt many owners of pianos do not keep them in 'tune. - It is excusable to a certain extent, because few persons know when apianoi is in or out of tune, and for the same reason . so many are imposed on by v ' . Jack leg tuners," especially in rural districts and smaller towns. :.In many,instancesj. " these fellows represent themselves as being. connected with our house or other -' reliable rms ,.'"'. . - - . .. , . . - ' , ' ' The, sure way. to keep your piano in perfect condition is to have it attended to by our firm. It may cost a .little more, but you run no risk. Our tuners find many, pianos in , deplorable condition and are often told, the last man' that - timed the piano claimed to have been with Stieff.;;- It's not sufficient evidence of competency for a -tuner to say he had been with our firmhe must be with lis f now to guarantee his work to be artistic , v . v ' ' " D6nft Manufacturer of the Artistic Stieff Shaw and Stieff Self-Player Pianos Homespun BY T11E CRICKET ON It was the Scribbler who had found the Bohemian. There was nothing of Bohemia about the sitting room, ex cept it simplicity and cordial wel come. ' The Bohemian and bis vlflln fitted well together.. Both were old and, In -a way, fine and good to see. The Bohemian's eyes were soft and dark and full of dj-eams. - His beau tiful white hair and ' snowy beard curled together surrounding the cu riously young face which was like Borne tropical flower, wunering in u enow wreath. . -: ' . The cosiness of the sitting , room contrasted dellclously with the winter etorm raging outside;' Past the win dows scurrying, leaves, like coveys of frightened, hunted birds, found their way to hiding places, sending out wlerd, whispering sounds when, for a moment, the long, slender violin bow was silent. ' The Scribbler, proud of .his . find and Arm In the belief that a atory flay behind it all waited delightedly, while the College Girt fastened frivol ous little scarlet bows to a ' Christ inas work basket while she smiled at (him gratefully. ' Sometimes the music tangled Itself with her bright wits and her eyes became .dreamy and her (hands rested idly aciong the frivolous scarlet bows while the Christmas worn (basket waited for Its most unsultatolefancyt" The Bohemian looked at her adornment "That was a singularly wierd lit tle piece," said the gardener from thfl corner where he at patiently holding the sklen of ephyr which the Plain Little Woman as patiently wound into oft olnk balls. "It's beautiful in a sort of shivery, uncanny way, One hears the lap of wa:er and. the flap of sails and the wnstie or-tne wma v The Bohemian's eyes shone In their settlnr of bushy brows. His viol n sent out ft . little voluntary ftulver of miilodv :that Scarcely . stirrea tne si ' lence. - "Then you hear it I .thought that you would, it s an i"ere, ; . nc i W'A' ea 'I song?."J - questioned " the fMbbler-nlfflng for the story and a iiMAoi.ti tiMf mar it nAffiri' IHUO ' liuyauviii, . -tj TilriB- neemed near. -"Yes, it's a sea song. A sailor, boy whistled It for roe Just as he heard it one night last summer.", , Thw Col lege Girl looked up from her frivolous carlet bows. Her eyes were full of a soft questioning. "We were on a aittle boat He was' at work, but I well, I was Just there. It's a way I have. " It was a " n:ght without . a fereath of wind; a pale, sweet yellow tilght, all sea and sky, with a tiny rim of shore over to the left of us. We were becalmed and while we waited for the wlndvl played for the lxy. But the silence of the night crept Into me and my hands were till, t could hear nothing1 but the .Dap of the water against the boat. One of tna boys turned a wnne, lis tening -face toward the shore. 'It's ihe little girl singing,' he said, and the other faces whitened. But only ; one heard the sons. The violin vl v fcrated, as a good violljr'always does when another perfectly tuned instru ment 4a touched. While v somebody got down a small life Uoaf the sailor boy whlritled the melody tor me. Tne r older men trembled at the souad aod f t' , VWllUliUCU. UCAt VYCCiV. , ; , Delay. Order Your Christmas Piano From 1 't J Philosophy THE IIEARTII. protested vehemently, but he finished jt and the violin caught it" And again tie piayea the low, wiera imng that sent aueer little shivers through .the fascinated listeners. . "was it the song of a siren, or a mermaid. combing her tresses In the moonlight?" asked the College Girl .breathlessly; ! leaning forward and. looking up into the Bohemians face. ""Does it sound like the, song of a siren luring men Into danger, or of a mermaid idly making herself more falrT Ah, no." And the Bohemian shook his gray head elowly. "The sailors believe that it Is " an oangel singing. . Tears- before, the captain and his little daughter were drowned. The child had loved, the sea and the sailors, and her life was spent aboard her father's vessel, rom. the night of her death she become the guar dian angel of the ship and when any sailor is nearlng a perilous hour he hears the child's sweet. voice singing the little melody that I " have Just played. It Is the sailor's duty to leave the boat at once. r They wait for nothing but the necessary prep arations," ' . . "What a pretty fancy! exclaimed the College Girl. "Ana only the man who is In danger hears lt!' Do you think It no more than with his lnscrutlable emlle. "Well, it is more sraceful and Pli cate than sailor's superstitions usually are, Is, it not?" she asked, going back to the frivolous scarlet bows andnhe erlbboned basket.' ' . - . "But what-do you mean by super stition,; and -where to you draw the line ? Perhaps the men " who r are much alone between throbbing ! sea aftd bending skr feel more keenly the Influence of the Unknown. They are simpler and not so beset fcy the per sistent cares of the wortd. Between waves and solars In; a ; little' simple worM of their own, la it any wonder that they dream dreams and see vis ions T And what are these but dim, perverted pictures of the unknown the supernatural?". ..".; . . 1 'There Is no error so crooked but It hath In It some 41nes of truth " said theQuiet Man "Superstition is our blind, ungulded acknowledgement of the power, that creates and eon trols. 'If error comeUt In like a flood, It mlxeth with streams of , truth.! The new day reveals, the earth grotesque and ill defined in Its wrappings of mist and. vapor. Objects seen dimly through clouds seem misshapen and strange. They become clear and 'beautiful when the clones are 'gone. Ignorance Is 'our enfolding cloud. Su perstition Is a sort of natural human faith that lacks the strength of con viction and the shapeliness of belief and the firmness of confidence. 'Spurn not a seeming error, but dig below Jts surface for the hidden and ever present truth.' " , "There is much that no man can explain," said the Oracle, whose con templation of the glowing coals had been uninterrupted. "I suppose that wa-have each a pet superstition. : It may be big and gruesome or 1t may be small and silly. One man is .dis concerted 1f a rabbit runs acror the road In front of him. Another goe . fin .fairly, wall. tlU hi- great, grand SQUAR Qtes. C. H. WILMOTH, fiflAUAGER. father's ghost walks the corridors of his ancestral home. Only a few even ings ago some of ua were congrati ulatlng ourselves upon having had a clear and proper view of the new moon. Bow. all these small supersti tions have crept Into our minds, no man can .tell. But they are there. The uncanny loneliness of an old empty house at night is more than the natural need of cheerful compan ionship. , There is no desolation In the depths of the forest that Is like it; no emptiness in the wllderneJ! that compares with it The space that was once .a human home where lit tle children were born and men and women lived and enjoyed and suffered and died the walls, the root and the foot-marked floor--the hearthstone and the windows' and the doors the doors through, which the generations have passed! "If superstitions gather more thick ly about the water folk, the great loneliness and mystery of the throb bing sea with ts millions of whisper ing lips, Its changeful voices . and varying moods must be held respon sible, An ignorant man may hear a melody and know only that It Is a sound pleasant to the ear. A musi cian divides It Into bars and chords and measures and keys and writes it clearly so that anotner reading may reproduce every faintest note. Where the olouds are thinnest we catch sight of something that la beyond, but we are too ignorant to fashion the Im pression Into sentences. For want of words we are jiumb, or 'striving for speech ,we nnd men smiling indul gently at what we have to say, and when it la repeated there is merely a new rendering of an old supersti tion." , . i " 'A frequent similar effect argueth a constant cause: yet who hath count ed the links that tind on omen to its issue?' said tne Quiet Man slowly.: '"For the souT hath,it feel ers cobwebs floating In the wind, that catch events in their, approach with sure andapt presentiment.' " ? ' The Optimist shivered and begged for a corner of a cushion which the Coiiexe" Girl, ahlverin - too,and for getful of the scarlet bows, generous ly granted. i a X-. 'f'iS;''C "Where does he find the gruesome wording" of his gloomy sthoughts?" whispered the Optimist "I shall find th dark peopled with goblins when Vhe .time -comes that I r. must ' fare iforth! - Hear the wlndl" ; "To the affrighted fnind shadows become, real," said the Oracle. "But a shadow proves the existence of sub stance,:; There U so Kittle that we can touch and handr and explain, and so much that we feel and know and leave unspoken. Now thera Is memory. How much has that to do With the law that we call heredity? Why is It that what our fathers felt and loved. we feel and love? What do we mean when we say that gifts and.talenta and peculiarities are handed down from father - to son? Why does the tall African born end bred for .generations In America love and reverence the elephant? If you don't, believe that he does watch this type of neroialL Intelligent, quiet when circus with animals comes to town. This to the negro that begs tne pnviege of feeding the elephant. He notices ao other animal, t With reverent hands h caresses the mighty orate. , And the elephant responds In his own way as If he recognized art oldoU irlead.. I used to wonder at E: P1AIMOS . M TWO PRETTY GIRLS. ,f ..-44:4m ''..?:.f4i s ' t ' ' ' 'iillSf The nppor picture Is tliat of little MImm Jow-plilne . DcVanu, aged "yeara, . tho daochtcr of Mr. and Mrs, Frank L. leVsiie, of Ilrcvsrd. . Tle lower picture is - Lula May jliagkr, the cute, llttlo dauglitr-of Mr. A. Q. Ilaglcr, of Cliarlottc. this. But I know now. that traveler nna tne same type of negro train lng and worshiping elephants In cer tain African Proving. Tam th lied slave who never saw his 'home remember? What is Instinct? The negro la untaught' He knows noth ing of the history, or traditions of hit flftntilA. f " Tint Mm.hA awr 4d.A.iMV the generations there has come with i"e wood mat la in mm the love the animal that means so much m his countrymen. , ' - "An Arab born half a score of times in a foreign land, love . his horse with a passion that no other man' know Whit n tt v Poe he remember how he flew with me wma across me oeseri7 is the spirit of the ancient chief relncar hated ? A man ts born uMomad, -. In connection with our: Charlotte warcrooni wo have a repair shop equal in equipment to a- small piano factory arid arc prepared to do, all kinds 'of repair- , ing and rebuilding, and we make a specialty of refinishing. In this department we are converting many old square pianos into1 beautiful library-, aiid sewing tables. ' s ; ' . . . ' v v i It's quite a fad not to trade an old square piano on a new modern piano, but send it to us and have it converted into a handsome library table for Father , or sewing table for Mother. The veneers on old square pianos are usually hand some and. when properly finished are exquisite. v It's the most appropriate method we can suggest to convert an old worthless heirloom into a beautiful and useful piece of furniture. ' The cost is trivial compared to usefulness', v.; ' fff 1 1 t and tracking back through ranks of ordinary men and commonplace wo men weflnd away back on the rhn of the forgotten an old hymn writer or, a woman who eat Idly and listened to the winds and waves while others at useful tasks somebody that cared or harmonious sound. And a drop of Gipsy blood asserts itself and makes of a man a Wanderer." The Bohemian's slendor brown hand crept caressingly to the violin's strings and a faint breath of melody pervaJeJ the room. There wa some thin in his manner and expression that made the College Girl shiver In delightful anticipation while the wma shook the windows and the fallen leaves swept noisily through the dark like restless ghost of a dead sum mer. The Scribbler with his eyes upon the fire .turnod an attentive ear toward the Bohemian. The Plain little Wo man glanced up tlmlJly from her soft pink sephyr, but the Gardener's re assuring smile sent her hacfc to her pretty, patient work with a bit of pink color in her cheeks. The Moth erly. Woman' shining . needle found its way slowly among the roses of her embroidery. "I Itnow all about the drop of Olp sy blood," the Bohemian said, glanc ing around-the circle of Interest faces. "It is tny Inheritance. It was my Grandfather who discovered It, searching1 s patiently back through ma ny branches of the family, : But he knew that, it belonged to me. He was a great musician and we lived In an old German town. I was the fhild of hjs only daughter and she died before I was old enough to know.'. My : Grandfather divided all the love of-his great true heart be tween his music and me." He stop ped. But there was no resisting the appeal of silent attention. . - "I never knew much about earn-. Ing money and . 1 knew even less about-keeping It, I know that my Grandfather was often anxious about my future. This StraJlvarious was the darling of Ms heart.". And the Bo hemian stroked the violin lovingly. "He tested all his compositions with It ' In Jeed he used to compose alone In the dark with his Stradlvaiious, whll I, who had benefited Httla by his excellent teaching. Jotted the ex qulslte notes roughly on paper, As I grew older, the limits of our German town became too narrow. The drop of Gipsy blood was astir. "My Grand father knew It : and we began to roam. ? st fM.-.'; : "We'll keep together, we three, Laddie, you and the violin and me. We'll always keen together.' I no ticed as he grew older and the nat ural parting seemed to be drawing nearer that Tie was never jinxlous bout me. .'You'll get on, LadMle. We three need never be separated. The old Stradlvarlouf will keep us to. gether "I played very poorly, bat i loved muic as I loved all beautiful things But' I wanted someone else to bring tne music to. my ears, and It mattered nothing to me ff some one elseowned nn ' me txmutrui thing. ' I never tirea or my Grandfather's playing. When the old man began to be too leenie to always meet his engage ments, he used to watch n In i strange way. I feared that he might be feeling the sharp disappointment insi comes wnn tne possession of an unsatisfactory boy. But he was al ways sweet and kind Ilka a good and gente woman. - Qne b l gtit (ha 'milajt ' up f rem "nit STIEFF To Southern Wareroora: SWcst Trade SL GHURL OTTS, N. 6. bed where pain held him fast 'Go In my place, Laddie,' ha said. I might have thought that he was Joking, but for the strangely compelling look In his eyes. 'Take the gtradlvarious and go. I Jiad never touched the pre cious violin. The command puxsled me, for I knew that the engagment was an Important one, and he was quite ashamed of my poor playing. As If he read my thought he answered it 'I shall need only your strong young arms, Laddie; lend them to me to night. "I took the violin and went. He was right. The violin played Itself. The people were wild. They said that the mantle of the old man had fallen upon the boy. When I went home, the landlady told me that my Grand father had been very 111. She had gone In to ask how he fared, know ing that he had been too unwell to go out. And she had found lilm white and still as If a deep sleep had fal len upon him. . M v "After this I went frequently In his place, but my Grandfather always locked himself in his room. After awhile he died and the fitradlvarlous wa mine. I have never been able to play on my other violin. Call It superstition, fancy, transmigration, what you please. I think the little Inscription here means something." And he turned the violin over and pointed to an exquisitely fine Una of carving...,.' ; hai The Scribbler leaned, over and read tha line of carved letters." Me'll keep together, LaJdle, you and the violin and I." And then there came Into the Bo hemian's eye an odd little gleam, the violin found It way vto his ,".iouldr where it seemed to nestle J lovingly. The bow bounded and trembled and swept tha waiting strings. And the Htte audience sat spell bound. , A xegro conim mciDE. TrwwnWr, of niureh Rnfula ft Money and End Ilia Trouble - by Jumnlnsf Into a tVrll. (Special to The Observer. r"' , Troy, Nov. JO To-day Jim Butler, who. was for a long time porter for the Central Hotel at this place, com mitted ; suicide by Jumping v into a well, lie was treasurer of . a new church for the colored people at this place, and when called on for the money he was , unable to , respond, having used It in hi private busi ness. . Ha owned mm real Mitt n had made arrangements to borrow tne money, , out nig wire rerused to sign the conveyance with him and he told her If Sh would nnt 1i vmiM Jump Into the well and. kill himself. Jim was an inuusirious negro and a member of the colored Maonio lodge at this place.- - , , - A REAL WOXDGRLAND. ; . South Dakota, with It rioli silver mines, bonanw frmns, 'wide rnnges and strange natural formations, Is av verit able wonderland. At Mound City, In the home of Mrs. K. I).- Clspp, a wonderful ease of healing lias lately ocouri-ed. Her son'seemed near death with lung and throat trouble, "Exhauntlng couhliiff spells nocurrd ' every flv nilnutes." Writes Mrsf'Clapn. "when 1 !- an glv- tna Dr. King's Nw DIcovtMrf. i ent merilrlns, , thst saved his II f 4 end ton pltely - cured lilm." Guaranteed for cough ami oolJ, throat and lung tvou blea by all drus;lsi. bao. un.l i. Triul bottis ffio.,1. 1 ; -, - Day. ii II PUTS IX FOR REPAIRS, V'andcrbllfs Private Yacht Encoun ter a Gale on Her Trip to Florida and Is Damaged Chicago Architect to Locato at Wilmington Book Club Making a Study of I. E. Avery. Special to The Observer. . Wilmlnaton. Nov. so Th. r.,...- tula. the nrlvfita vnnht nt t viiii..' - - w - - . ' . v ... ' . . ti'iaiii . K. Vanderbllt, Jr., of New York. Is In port for some repairs made necessary by encountering a gale this week on nrr inp oown rrom New York be- 1 wren lidi Lrfiouniir arnt. rm nn'io.. She is on Skinner marine railway ana auer completing repairs will pro- ceed to Florida waterawhere the will be Joined later by her owner and a n.rlo fpl.njU V. mn ... . . u - -j v ..:tM,: im ixnniuia was formerly a torpedo boat of the Unit ed States naw.' but t nm nnttA h.n 1. ' somely fitted up as a pleasure craft. Four other yachts are . here and at Southport. all bound for Florida, where they will be met by their own ers from the North. Thes ar Klcanor Third, belonging . to Herbert Mills. Of Chlcairo- Oral James Harvey, of Philadelphia; the Huntress, owned by Dr. H. V. Pierre, the famous proprietary medicine man ufacturer of Buffalo, X. Y., and the Nan. owned by Ous AHfiian, of New York, who Is on board with his wlfo. Burett H. Stephens, of Chicago, who built the half-milllon-dollur plant of m fiwiu leruiiser works here, and the Swift oil refinery at Charlotte, has decided to locate in Wilmington as an' architect and general engineer. He win retain his connection with the Swifts, but Is prepared to handle out side work on his own account and decided upon Wilmington 'as the base of operations for large construction work in which, he hopes to get inter ested In tha fitata . . At the rerular FrMav iftornnnn Book Club meeting this week at the iiuiiio 01 mm tsusie jrnce, the subject of study for the ast twt b-mv. resumed, that of the llf of , the la mented Isaac Erwln Avery. A very Interesting sketch of his career wot Contributed by Mr.. Charles N. Evan, a-ho was a close personal friend of the distinguished young North Carolinian, and bora testimony-of his fine traits of character and his beautiful aw: sition. Tha . usual ' daintv '"" " errvou ana a very pleas ant m pnv oy an tn ' at tendance,. , , Illinois , - Education. New York Sun. ' . ., There are no fr ,-h and if there were they would have no pupils. Tha. poor people educate their wwii un anu oaugnters, ana it does not (take thorn Innv , UTi count up to ten. tell the difference be- ainas ot money and can catch fish or snare a dnr-lr h t th.iurhf tn - have all the education needed. When K(i cua Bw ana wsn amnes ana tell the Hlme of dav bv the rlock sh must ask for no more. Jf one were to ask one thousand common Chinamen what other coun tries comprised the world, the answer would be that China was the whoio show. r NOTICE TO Orit CUSTOMEUS. We in pleaaed to -'announce. t!;it Foley's llon-y and Tar for euusrhs.'coi.i end untt troubles ts not aff-ieil ty t! Nnttooal Pure Foot! and l)ru kvv as )i cnntiiln no opiate. or oilier liarnr 1 drus, and rH-o:WTioml it as a rem-dy fur cl-.i!Jji,n4 .aduUa, r 1'-
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