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*Kiv \v^^ ^H'^ answer. She went to the bed to wake
^^H**, M^k u^ ^ u\oment she understood that all was over.
t H\ K\v v^f !*tTing his work in print, the grief of reading
^mv^^UvaV mau^c upon it, would never come to him now.
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\^ lU'^t* when people spoke to Dr. Lithauer about his
»K\\ J^v^it^tu he repudiated the authorship of it; but when
Uv K^uul that there was nothing but praise of it, he said
uv^ uunx* about it, contenting himself with an ambiguous
%mlU\ Later, he even ventured to say, '* I am glad you like
iV I myself think it is not bad." Long years afterwards,
\s\w\\ many a new idol had led away the fickle public
i\\i\\\ him, and a new taste in music had arisen, people
would tell each other, " He was considered a great com-
|H>8er once. Don't you know he wrote the Dayspring
Sonata ? " Then the younger generation of musicians would
look at him with respect.
Many years have gone by since his death. The ex-
quisite melody, the subtle harmonies, and the joyous
passion of the Dayspring Sonata still cause pleasure to
thousands ; but it is only the lover of obsolete curiosities who
ever thinks of playing any other work by Dr. Lithauer.
THE DISAPPOINTED CENTENARIAN

BY E. J. GOODMAN.
A MISERABLE man is he who hungers after fame
Without possessing brains enough to make himself a
name.
He's like the frog who tried to grow — in iEsop's well-
known fable —
As big and bulky as a bull, but found he wasn't able.
