The Sun.
London, England, 1849-08-07 00:00:00

GLUCK.

" You sing that air very loud," said this Michas
Angelo, this Nestor of Musicians, very bluntly one day
to a prima donna, "but do not flatter yourself you sing
it well." The vocalist, however, begged to differ from
him and only sang it still more vociferously. " At!!
well," said Gliick quietly to himself, "she will be tired
before she has finished it."

CHERUBIM.
It is a strange fact that throughout his entire career
Napoleon evinced a great dislike to the person and
abilities of Cherubini.- The cause of this antipathy is
involved in uncertainty, but there are many reasons
given for it. Among them the following is the more
probable:—Cherubini, on the foundation of the Con-
servatoire de Musique r!t Paris, in 1796, was appointed
one of the three inspectors of the studies of the pupils.
Napoleon, after the campaign in Italy, brought with
him a march by Paesiello and wished to hear its per-
formance at the Conservatoire. M. Sabrette, the director
of the institution, deemed it an excellent opportunity of
exhibiting to the future Conqueror all the resources of
the new and first musical institute in France, and ac-
cordingly chose a cantata and mare& funcbre, which
Cherubini bad composed fur the iurisr!al of General
Roche. This exasperated the fiery Corsican, who was
offended that his wish had not been yielded to, and who
considered that it was a reproach upon his musical taste,
to have substituted for the march of Paesiello the works
of Cherubini. But that which wounded his vanity still
more was, that he should hear the praises of General
Roche recited when his own would have been far more
pleasant to his ear. Let that be as it may, however,
Napoleon from that moment felt a singular and lasting
dislike to Cherubini, and exhibited this narrow-minded
feeling by constantly lauding in the presence of the un-
fortunate musician the works of Paesiello, whom he
said he ranked as the first among composers, after
whom ho only recognized Zingarelli, thus denying to
Cherubini even the honour of second rank. It was
owing to this persecution on the part of Napoleon that
Cherubini was seized with a nervous affliction, the first
attack of which occurred in 1801, when, so much had
this display of Bonaparte's dislike preyed upon his mind,
he became suddenly disgusted with the art which he had
so lung, so diligently, and so successfully cultivated, and
gave himself up during the continuance of this depression
and melancholy to the study of botany. Notwithstand-
ing this circumstance, which would have awakened pity
in the breasts of any but of the Corsican despot, Na-
poleon never ceased his dislike to the composer of
Lodoiska, but displayed it on all occasions and in every.
possible way. Even when he conferred upon Cherubim
in 1815 the Cross of the Legion d'Honneur ho acknow-
ledged;
avowedly that he presented it to him, not as
mark of distinction, but in consequence of his being
director of the music of the National Guard.

THE MUSICIANS' COMPANY.
It is a fact but little known, that the musiciars
of
London possess a charter granted by James the First
under the denomination of " The Company of Musicians
of London." Their coat of arms is,
.azure, a swan
argent. within a treasure counterfluro or, in a chief gule3t
a rose between two lions or, and the cell still sign Lyra
for a crest. The intention of the foundecnriofvetii:eism criCim::
parry was, that regularly instructed and o
sicians should be enabhd to exercise their profession to
the exclusion of ignorant charlatans,
existed in great numbers. who at that tim©

STEPHEN JEFFRIES.
This eccentric individual was, so we gather from Sir
John Hawkins, a pupil of Michael Wise, and in 1680,
being then only twenty-two years of age, was elected
organist of Gloucester Cathedral, which office he held
for thirty-four years. He was the composer of the fine
melody which even at this time the chimes of the
cathedral continue to play, and which is of very re-
markable construction. Jeffries was a man of singular
humour, and possessed considerable intellectual powers
' and a ready gift of repartee. An instance of this will

suffice:—Ono of the choristers of Gloucester, in order
to cure him of his well-known habit of remaining late
at taverns, was persuaded by the wife of Jeffries, who
dressed him up in a winding-sheet for the occasion, to
meet the truant husband with a large lantern and midis
in the cloisters, through which he would have to pass
on his way homeward. Jeffries at the expected time
appeared, while his zigzag evolutions plainly evinced
that he was Bacchi picnics. The chorister therefore rote
and attempted to terrify him by giving a most dismally
prolonged groan. But the unabashed and fearless organist
only retorted by holding as it were a sort of conversation
with hinise f, as drunken men are in the habit of
expressing his wonder by saying, " I thought you spirits
bad been abed before this time of night!" The ghost
burst into a hearty laugh, and the illusion ♦anished.
That night, however, Jeffries never went home at all.
lie finished it with the Phantom in

" Potations pottle deep!"

TESTIMONIAL
TO THE HUNGARIAN REFUGEES.

THE HUNGARIAN NATION COUNTS ON THE SYMPATHr
OF EVERY NATION 'WHICH I.OVES RIGHT ♦ND Ll-
BERTY."—Kossuth's Protest against Russian Interven-
tion.

Subscriptions may be sent to the following bankers:—.
Messrs. Coutts and Co.
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Messrs. Smith, Payne, and Smith ;
or to any one of the members of the committee recently
formed to carry out the Testimonial.
***All further Post-office orders to be made payable to Murdo
Young, Esq., at the Money Order Office, Strand.

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THE HUNGARIAN WAR SONG.
[Written by the Rev. William Wickenden, Bart., who
has already served with the unconquerable Circaesians,
and would, with heart and soul, join any auxiliary force
which might be raised among his countrymen to aid the
heroic and noble-minded Hungarians ; and though his
profession might preclude him from engaging in the
actual strife, yet he could administer consolation to the
heroes dying on the field of battle, and would do ao—
and, if necessary, die with them.]
Children of Heroes ! arouse to the fight!
And scatter your foes to the mansions of night;
Your old deeds of glory renew on that plain
Where your foemen, in myriads, lay batter'd and slain.
See Freedom, in his sun.bright car,
Leads to death or victory ;
Glorious is the laurel'd grave
Of those who for their country die.
Yon dark cloud of smoke over Buda's seath'd brow
Springs frcm the villa:es mouldering below ;
And the loved, much-loved spot, where your cottages
stood,
Is now a charred chaos of fire and of blood'.
From: ruin dark your country save;
Brothers, swift triun ph fly;
Glorious is the laurel'd grave
Of those who for their country die.
Your consort 3 arc ravished, your children are torn
From the arms of the mother, distracted, forlorn ;
And now see the d tstards approach to the fight.
Revenge ! Shout Revenge ! On, on in your might !
Oh, Heaven ! inspire each martial breast ;
Disown that wretch who dares to fly ;
Glorious is the laurcl'd grave
Of thot,e who for their country die.
The sabres clash wildly, the cannons loud thunder,
And, like a fierce whirlwind, the brave kionveds sunder
The dark frowning phalanx of tyrants before ;
They fly in dismay, or roll trampled in gore.
We thank thee—Oh, thou King of heaven
For this resplendent victory ;
Glorious is the laurel'd grave
01 those who for their country die.

HUN GARY.
Huns wha hae for freedom bled,
Buns wha hae free tyrants fled,
Welcome to a Briton's bed—

A Briton's sympathie.
Now has come the eventful hour;
Fuemcn on your country lour;
See approach the despot's power—
.

To crush 'its li6ertie.
Who would be a coward Sclave,
Wha would fear to " cross the nave,"
Wha would fill an exile's grove,
Let him starve and die.
Wha for hame, for life, and law,
Freedom's sword would strongly draw,
Free-man stand or freeman fa',
Let him honoured be.
By oppression's galling chains,
By all Humanitie disdains,
We will drain our dear:wongains,

- .
But ye shall be free.
Up ye Magyars! on ye brave!
Haste, your bleeding country save!
Strike—till freedom's banner wave

O'er a' your ain countrie.
Lay the bloody Bruin low,—
Tyrants fall in every foe,
Lrberty's in every blow.
On—to victoria !