American telegraph. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1851-1851, 1851-06-13

has certainly taken the tide Of popular feeling
at its aood-it had already begun to ebb-and
from present appearances it will lead on to any
imaginable fortune. The demand for tickets
for her first concert, since her dissolution with
MIR. Barnum, was very great, and before three
o'clock in the afternoon every ticket had been
sold ut three dollars, and the sale had to be
stopped 1t was fortunate that it was stopped
at that time, for we never before saw so man,
people packed into the Musical Fund Hail. A
half-past six o'clock the doors were opened, an,
in a very short time every inch of room wa
occupied, and the audience sat for more thar
an hour, awaiting with wonderful patience tn,
opening of the performance. 1t was the hotties
night Of the season; and though every window
was open, affording to the outsiders on tn,
roofs fine seeing as we'll as hearing, there wer,
very decided signs of the height Of the Their
mometer among the audience.
Jenny Lind appeared. Such long continued
and hearty greeting was never before given hei
in Philadelphia, and we thought the audienc,
would never cease their signs Of welcome ano
congratulation, and suffer her to resume hei
usual erect and statue.like posture. At las,
quiet was restored, and the grand solo from
Mozart's Don GioUdnni was sung in her usua
Undesirable manner, without any interpola.
tons Of ornament to embellish the clear, sta
tucbQuc Dcuuty VI tue COulpOSltlOH. I1eT u6At
song was the familiar finale to La Sonnambula.
We need not speak Of the wonderful beauty OF
this performance; of the extraordinary orna
ments introduced on the repetition of Al, non
giunge; of the exquisite trilling, nor of the ex-
traordinary ease with which she concluded it,
on long, clear, well-sustained note at the very
top Of her yoice-how high, we are afraid even
to guess. II was encored, and repeated with
the. same ease and beauty.
In the second part, Mile Lind, with her
worthy associates, Salvi and Belletti, sang the
trio from the Barber of Seville as it has never
before been heard in Philadelphia. Then she
gave us the Gipsey's Song, from Meyerbeer's
mysterious opera, the Camp of Silesia, I" which
has been tantalizingly promised to the European
public for years, but Of which Americans have
heard only the flute trio and this charming
little Gipseys Song. AS she sung it, it was
quite as great marvel Of execution as the flute
trio and the Bird Song, and the audience would
not be satisfied without q repetition of it.
"Home, Sweet Home" and "Comin' thro' the
Rye" concluded the concert, each one creating
tremendous enthusiasm and being rapturously
encored. "Comin' thro' the Rye" is the best
of her ballads in our language, according to our
humble judgment. The embellishments she
introduces are not out Of place, and her manner
of singing it irresistiby captivating
We have left ourselves little room to speak OF
the other performers. Salvi and Beletti were
both in capital voice and we're almost as warmly
greeted as Jenny Lind. Belletti substituted for
Rossinis Tarentella the barcarole from the
Prison of Edinburgh, which did not have its
wonted effect, because both singer and auditors
were almost overcome by the heat. Mr. Haase
played a solo on the horn extremely well, but
the audience were too warm to be enthusiastic
except for Jenny Lind
The effects Of the heat were particularly
severe among tie orchestra, and on the crowd
on the platform behind them. Stringed instru-
ments were constantly getting out of tune and
there was q continual little volley Of explosions
caused by the breaking Of strings which had
been unusually stretched to keep them in tune
Poor Burke commenced the solo set down for
him, with commendable courage But the heat
was too much for him and his instrument. The
fiddle would not keep in tune, end at last
string broke, when in despair he made grace
full apology to the audience, and in spite of
hearty encouragement to try again, retired.
Tomorrow evening Mile Lind announces her
last Concert in Philadelphia. The Musical Fund
Hall will not hold one half that will seek adj
mission.--Pha. Foe Bulletin Of yesterday. iG
I.