1 The little person who leads this trio is an inspired man.
2 There was also her brother Jonas, a dried-up little man who had worked upon the farm.
3 Eight of them she owned, and she kept them in a little place fenced around on her backstairs.
4 She wore a muslin dress, conspicuously white, and a stiff little veil coming to her shoulders.
5 There was a light of wonder in her eyes and her lids trembled, and her otherwise wan little face was flushed.
6 The last sob of little Sebastijonas has been stifled, and the orchestra has once more been reminded of its duty.
7 This, too, like the color, was a thing elemental; it was a sound, a sound made up of ten thousand little sounds.
8 Jadvyga is small and delicate, with jet-black eyes and hair, the latter twisted into a little knot and tied on the top of her head.
9 There is Teta Elzbieta, and Marija, sobbing loudly; and then there is only the silent night, with the stars beginning to pale a little in the east.
10 Perhaps he would have liked to go at some of those fellows with his big clenched fists; but then, doubtless, he realized how little good it would do him.
11 Jadvyga likewise paints cans, but then she has an invalid mother and three little sisters to support by it, and so she does not spend her wages for shirtwaists.
12 Once in a while she tastes a little something, when Cousin Marija pinches her elbow and reminds her; but, for the most part, she sits gazing with the same fearful eyes of wonder.
13 Marija, who threatened horrid murder a hundred times a day, and would weep over the injury of a fly, seized little Sebastijonas in her arms and bid fair to smother him with kisses.
14 Some of the men gather about the bar; some wander about, laughing and singing; here and there will be a little group, chanting merrily, and in sublime indifference to the others and to the orchestra as well.
15 It is the music which makes it what it is; it is the music which changes the place from the rear room of a saloon in back of the yards to a fairy place, a wonderland, a little corner of the high mansions of the sky.
16 Then the tears begin to come into her eyes; and as she is ashamed to wipe them away, and ashamed to let them run down her cheeks, she turns and shakes her head a little, and then flushes red when she sees that Jurgis is watching her.
17 In the corner to the left are the three musicians, upon a little platform, toiling heroically to make some impression upon the hubbub; also the babies, similarly occupied, and an open window whence the populace imbibes the sights and sounds and odors.
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