Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 389
, and then dying slowly away ! For a moment, the boy remained silent; then,suddenly springing to his feet, he cried : It is Franz! I know it, for no one but hecould write anything so beautiful. But it shall bemine, for it is the piece that will gain the prize !Ah ! Franz, I play before you, and… … FRANZ STOOD B S, LISTENING. his guardian angel stood behind him, warning himagainst what he was about to do. For a moment,a fierce struggle seemed to take possession of theboy, between his good and evil spirits. But, alas !the evil conquered, and, sitting down, he wrote offwhat he had heard, aided…
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