Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1845-05-30
From the St. Louis Republican.
Ole Bull in the "Solitude.7

From the ST. Louis Republican.
Ole Bull In the EsSolitude.'7
The enthusiastic temperament of the violin
lst, Ole Bull, may be easily inferred from the
passionate character of his musical compost
tons and performances. We have only to
add that his mind is no less characterized by
and singleness of devotion. lie is
almost boylsh in his enjoyments, while his
expression of them is as lmpulslve as the
breeze, and quite as refreshing.
If 'Boz," his mental city still befogged
with Londonism, could step from his daily
swept trOttoir of the tourist and dare the mud
of the "Amercan Bottom to gaze through
the ''Looking Glass Prairie" window oppo~
site, it is not TO be wondered at that Ole
should be equally eager.
- The afternoon succeeding his second con-
cert here In st. Louis, the imposing bust of
the Norseman, clad in particularly light and
eegant summer frock, and mounted on no
less spirited looking horse, was seen to dash
off from the "PIanters," precipitate itself
down Market street, and jerk itself up sud-
denly, opposite Phillips music store. Bull
speaks English very well, but still there is
something Of the dutch" about it, as the St.
Louis Nativists would say.
1.-THE Prharie, Mister Philiips-vat way
vas | to go to the Prhorie %
Our advertising friend-and. by-the-by, step
IN and see his spendidIy conceived alteration
opened his quaint eyes and remarked, that
Mr.. Bull certainly did not think of riding
twenty miles on horseback, within few hours
on sunset, to a spot devoid of habltatlon, or
even shelter, with thunder storm gathering
In the west, moreover.
Yes, | moast see the Prharie, and just
now. | have play two nights in the hot room'
and [ want air. have got nothing but gasp
all here" touching his broad chest; 81
must see the Prhare.''
"Well, but,'' said Phillips, 'you'll have to
stay out all night!''
"Vell, shall see the Prhare in the night"
'There's devil a storm coming up"
81 shall see the Prharie in the Storm"
"But you've got thin coat on
Il can see the Prharie without any coat"
In short, it was spiritually an obligatory
movement on the part of the muslclan-pres-
tissimo sat :hat.'' He could not wait for a
party that might be arranged next day; he
would not persuade his usual compugnon du
Uoyage to stay out all night; and he should
not compel his servant; the fit was on him,
and the ''soitude of the pralrie' he was de-
termined to enjoy I" solitary and alone" He
procured a vast amount of unintelllglble in
formation, which he said Eyes" to paragraph
icaIIy, galIoped down to the ferry boat, rode
twice around the eng inc apartment in the CEN
tire, by way of getting over soon, and was
stopped by the sudden halt of his steed as his
eye caught sight of the piston rod. Day
waned, night fell, the storm held its reyel till
next morning, the sun rose beautifully, 10 A.
NJ, saw the Streets dry, and about meridian
! e, l. e 81 ma O
| happy by his experimentation dried
and bedraggled, but his eye filled with light
and his heart with music, as usual; he shall
tell his adventure himself:
Eyes, he vas fine fellow, dat horse: he give
three kick ven he leave the fehrry, and teel
lust like him, give three kick too: No, L
did not know any road, but every body tell me
90 right on, and 60. Nehry tick mud to
! be sure, but don't mind mud on the prhane.
| ride on, and after good while L come to ever
so many roads, and [ was bother, but tlnk
to myself my horse has fine lnstlnk, and let
him 90; and vat find out he tlnk like me-
take the tickest mud too, and | 60 on again
and when it got pretty dark, | come out on
the prhare, all wide, beautiful, fine grass,
flower. so many bird, all sing. sing, sing.
feel light, as if conld jump up and stay dere
anu NY IlOiSS Hi lCGl IuSt IlhC oAiIs lit
lump up, too, and den he sniff the grass, and
kick up vid his behind, & 90 'he-he-he-he-e-e!
Veil | laugh at him vherry mootch, and gel
+ down to let him cat dat fine grass while lis
ten to all de sounds. and look at de birds. o.
dere vas one beautiful little kind, all black
vid red head, yellow vings-and vas sur,
prise to hear so many different song. Veil,
walk away, and vat you tink! If dat horse,
fine instnk, he run right after me and rub me
all over; just as if he like me for give ulm dc
grass and he look me right In de face, anc
den he 90 'he-he-he-e-e-e again. Veil, he
muse me vherry mootch, and forget dat ii
get dark till feel de rain, and den | say te
my horse, NOW We 60 home,' and | ride back
-back-but it get quite dark, and We have to
walk to keep in de mud.
Veil, l keep in de mud, for I say, while
keep in the mud, we're all right! but after
long time, feel no more mud, and vas feal
vas lost. Oh, yes, vas vherry vet. 1t rain
all de time, but de clouds vas so beautiful,
vid de lightning! and the thunder roll so grand
! and my horse, fine instink, he stop to look
lust like me Oh, yes, ] vas come to little
house, at last, vherry nice people vld noting
to eat, but vat care, my horse have belly full