The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1851-06-07
Tamburini: The Vocalist.
NJ NINE DE MARGUERIrTEs

Tamburine, though nm Italian by birth, had,
nom his long engagement IN Paris, ns an opera
singer, chrsen that rs his home. lie is rich now
but many years ago he WIS singing in small
town in Italy, unknown, and very poorly paid.
The priiua donna was alsn novice, but she had
the advantage over the baritone of heinl, a wu-
man, anG bcautiiuL Whether she first arprecia-
ted the extraordinary latent Of the baritone or
Nhe handsome person or frank manners If tie
man, she perhaps could scarcly tell bui she i,.
vored hIs suit, aud accepted d. hand, i'll prefer.
ence to man of rank and tprtune whom her
sweet ternper modesty and beauty had captivat-
ed. The youn. artists sang together for one or
two seasuns-t,s wifi soon discovered the extra.
ordnary'edpa' lies Of his meodious voice. and
dis drama. .lc Eowers She urged his studies, en-.
couraged his rogress, gave him confidence in
himself, her correct taste was the best school in
which to study. Gradually as he rose, she with.
drew flom the public; and when he reached cele-
briy she entirely Withdrew from the stage. She
assumed the management of their pecuniarv uf.
fairs, educated her children. cared for hi- health
and comfort, and maintained high position in
cocie,y by her gentle, cheerful manner Often
after the arduous exertons # successful opera.
the result Of weeks Of study and toll the weary
husband would at home find his hospitable board
spread with taste and elegance, surrounded by
chosen friends, all assembled by the tender fore
thought Of that wife whose own sweet smile was
ever the first greeting he sought when he entered
his home. The sickness of childhood, the per
verseness ofyou.hful temper, the perplcxities Of
education were never thrust before him His
children loved him with a devotion they learned
from their mother-th-y respected lin, they
looked to nm hour spent in his society as their
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their neither had taught them why do you not
sing said an English lady Of rank To Nine Tam
burlni, after the latter had been trying in he, own
drawing room 20 recall some popular melody.
How beautiful is your voice = The wife Of Tam
burlnl must not be mediorrity; she who bears
that name II she sings at all must sing as ell as
he does But am sure you would If !, too,
sang, who would take care ofhimF = The daugh-
ter of such mother, with fair fortune and n
lovely form, soon attained as much celebrity as
an unmarried woman can reach IN Paris Teresa
modest and unassumlng, seemed to favor nonQ at
last man OF wealth and title, one Of the few re-
naming peers Of France, asked her hand of her
'ather. Tamburini referred him To his wife the
wife asked her daughter ifsle would like to be a
great lady. Teresa smiled, then shook her head
opened her lips to speak then paused and blush
ed The mother drew her towad her hid her
blushing face on her bosom, and said Daughter
mine-there shall be marriage, but we will
change the bridegroom the Count shall find
noble hride-ours shall be an artists wedding
What have been to your father YOU shall be to
Gsrdonl. A faint exclamation flood Of tears
and passionate embrace told that the mothers
instinct. had been right. The Young tenvr, Gar
dom, who bad Just come out in Paris. was daily
gust at Tamburnis. The talent the geItle man.