New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1852-08-13

when he comes IN and says s'g5od morning, IN
his melodious tones, as though was gazing at
an angel from heaven and | am often inclined |
to fall on his neck and kiss the dear good soul
tell you, children, God has blessed this Joseph !
Haydn with his most precious love and /, more |
over. prophecy that he will either be great |
man, or else that he will not live long one Of
the two will surely be the case!''
Hardly had these prophetic words escaped the
small lips Of the Jealous speaker, When gentle
knock at the outside door was heard, and in an
swer to thehasty ' come in of the hair dresser,
Joseph Haydn appeared on the threshold. His
thin summer clothes were wet through; the
water was dripping from his beautiful light
brown hair, and he trembled in every limb
nevertheless, he entered the room with such a
triumphant walk, and on his lovely, child-like
countenance was such lustre, such feverish
expression Of joy, that Johanna sprang anxious
ly up, ran to him, and inquired in a trembling
voice:
''IIaydn what is the matter what has hap
pened to you:''
son, something wonderful dear Johanna p'
answered the young man with a look of inspira-
| ton, something blessed Listen, only listen
And you must listen, also, Father Keller, and
| loretta, too
Thus speaking, he drew the slightly resisting
maiden gently into the middle of the room and
commenced to relate, in a hasty and excited
manner, as follows:
81 had promised the master Porpora. yester-
day, TO be at his house at seven o'clock this
evening, to get some new arias, which l wished
to look over little, in order to be able to ac-
company them right-well in the next soiree;
but, having remained this afternoon, with one
of my pupils, Onto whose fingers, head, and
heart, the dear music will not very willingly
go.) somewhat longer than usual, was little
late. Porpora's house is pretty far from that
OF my pupil I hurried thither as fast as posi-
bic, but did not find him at home
| After having waited for his return more than
an hour, | walked a little distance away. and
! thinking to return again to his house, loitered
about the gates of the town There, all was
still and deserted not breath Of air was STIR
ring the flowers had bowed down their beauti-
f,ll heads: the leaves of the trees were motion
less, and not a bird was to be seen. Looking
upwards to the heavens, | saw the black clouds
collecting, and heard the soft murmuring Of dis
tant thunder. | then quickened my steps, and
thinking how anxious you all would be, almost
fer in the direction of your dear house. Hur-
rying through a side street, 1 suddenly heard
the full, rich tone of harpsichord. You can
well imagine that was obliged to remain stand
ing especially as happened to know who lived
in the large, gray building. | stationed myself
close to the wall, directly under the open win
dows, from which the sounds proceeded, What
| there heard cannot be described in words, and
| shall not forget it. A gigantic, wonderful
soul there manifested itself to the listener, in
spite of thunder, lightning and storm, and pene-
trated, struggling triumphantly. through all
the wild tumult of the raging elements, into the
clear, blessed heaven above. 1t was the hon.
ored master and genius Gluek, who there
played As he finished, the storm had sub
, sided all had become still and clear. l saw
, the tall figure as it inclined out Of the window
recognized the noble, serious countenance
the deep thinking eyes gazed inquiringly far
far out into the darkness His mind was proba
bly, filled at that moment with ideas of futur
great and wonderful works. l, however, blessed
with tears of thanks and amazement, the mas
j., ter, and went slowly away, soul and breast ful
of ecstacy.''
! 's But must now lay down little l an
4 nearly wet through by the rain; l am all of
shiver and my hands burn as though l was in
i fever!'
r eyes, dear child, hasten and change you
IS wet linen,'' said the old Keller, in an anxior
IS voice; 'sand quick to bed Johanna must g
W you glass Of hot punch!'
l. Johanna, greatly agitated by Haydn's nal
l. rative, was not able to utter single syllable
she stood hastily up, however, bowed afirms
'. lively to her father, and gazed at the youn
st man with tears in her eyes. Doretta cooll
1t said '.good night. inconsiderate youth! p an
g the young man left the room.
The next day, there was great anxiety an
p mourning in the house of the honest citizen an
II hair-d dresser Keller. Joseph Haydn lay inser
IS Bile on his narrow couch, in burning fevel
}, The wise Doctor-in his disordered wig an
J, large green spectaeles-declared, indeed, {
d first, the sickness to be only the natural resu]
+ Of severe cold however, on the third day /
d shook his head in rather a doubtful manne
IS and said that the ninth day must bring yer
# bad crisis. Whole pitchers of medicine of ever
II possible color, plasters half-a-yard long, an
5. large thick pills, were now administered to tt
N poor patient; but alas! all in vain. JOSEF
lie Haydn would neither grow better, nor eve
y arouse from his state of insensibility; but La.
le without moving-his cheeks hot and his breatl
ing quick-and smiGngly talked of heavenl
of harmonies and singing angels. He must ofte
have heard most beautiful melodies, for he wou
< sometimes cry out in rapture i" oh how wol
,e derfulv sweet are those tones oh what charm
ing melodesr'-and thus saying, tears of jo
j. would stream down his burning cheeks.
c. The lovely Johanna sat hour after hour, |
o. the couch of the insensible Haydn, weeping bi
l. terly, and wringing her beautiful white han
$, in dreadful anxiety Doretta came also, fro
he time to time softly into the little chamber; S
N never, however, spoke sympathizng word, b
Ie, merely gazed earnestly at the sick one a fl
moments, then turned hastily around and Ii
/, the chamber Father Keller wandered disco
ye solatey about, powdered all his wigs badly, a
IL forgot to serve his best customers
lg ssDo you remember well my prophecy %
IS said every little while, in a sad voice to
er eldest daughter: do you not see, he must die
I'd In this manner came, at last, the much fear
)e ninth day around; and, in truth, the appea
e, ance Of the patient changed; the rosy color fl
from his cheeks and his lips, and left the
deathly pale his breathing became softe
s, nearer and nearer nestled the wings of gr
L. Death.
"Tllis night the young man will die, or | {
n. not worthy of being called a learned son
or Esculapius!' had the wise doctor said, in
p confidential tone. Johanna heard these wor
and q cold horror trembled in all herl limbs.
o. great agitation, half lfinsensible with anxiety a
trembling with grief, she hurried to her rem
to chamber, and threw herself on her knees bef
,lf y little picture of the Holy Maria. For lo
BY ii me she remained specchless in her agony !;
Sc last, however, she cried out aloud in prayer
$! 'Oh most holy Queen of Heaven oh 81
III thy blessing on the beloved sick onet oh! t,
y, me, take away my young life and spare hi
ly Holy Maria | swear " solemn oath to cor
ly crate my life forever to thy service; to enter
is convent and take the veil as bride of thy s
SO Oh F.! blessed, eternally blessed Maria hear
m | bes eech thee to accept my vow Take comp
1g sion On me--send health to the sick one-res
ce oh rescue the dyingp'
lis And when she had so prayed in the agon
g, her he art she raised again her eyes; AM
i'm seemed to heras though the flowers in the Ii
he pitcher before the picture of the Holy Motl
he which had been, so shortly before, withered