The Wyandot pioneer. (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1853-1868, 1854-03-16
From Bentley's Miscellany.
THE ENTHUSIASTIC MANAGER.


THE ENTHUSIASTIC MANAGER.
There was crowd of girls and men en-
tircling somebody, who seemed busily ma
king arrangements for display of ingenu-
ity. One of Lady Rotherhithe's foreign
pets was preparing to distinguish him
SELF" process which all expect the best
class of foreigners deem necessary in soci-
ETY.. The actor in question was fat man,
with rather short legs, over which his
trousers were severely tightened. He
showed an ample expanse of white waist
coat, and his hair was cropped so short,
and SO fastened back with cunning appli-
ances, that his large elephant ears were
brought into also undesirable prominence.
With eyes very wide apart, with huge
and terrible nose, and with black hedge
of course moustache bristling round his
mouth, he might perhaps have been call
ed hideous BY those whose standard of
beauty is conventional, a class now being
heavily discouraged by the P. R. A. and
others. He was addressing his very Sc
lect audience in perfectly good English,
but Illustrating it with continental en-
ergy.
''I must tell you," he said, ''my dear
friends, that as regards music, I am, my
self, wild, mad, frantic, insane, distracted,
in short, lunatic. But what am going
to tell you uabout a wretch who blasphemed
music in the person of one of its noblest
professors is as true as the stars. You
all know me, all Europe knows me, all
the world knows the name of Maximilien
ST. Croix d Or; therefore, would not lie
to you. Attend"
With this modest logic, M. Maximilien
took the chair in the centre of the admi-
ring circle.
,1o"You all know" he said, "that grand
and glorifed opera of the heavenly Carl
Maria Won Webster, mean, of course,
"Der Frieschutz." need not speak about
it. You know every scene. Attend
When that opera was given to the world
was student of medicine in the town of
Sarlzburg, l sang, smoked, danced, drank,
loved-what is students life? My best
friend, Alexis Lamidoff, a young Russian,
shared my song, my tobacco bag, my part
ners, my wine-everything," added the
fat man, "but one-the heart of my Lay
inia."
q A little laughter here hinted to the mar
rator that sentiment was ineffective in an
English saloon. He embered how in
Germany full-sized men will grunt their
sympathy at love-tale, but he went on.
"Der Frieschutz' was produced at our
theatre. The students attended en- naasse.
Alexis and myself sat side by side. The
opera was triumphant-it was glory
1t was HIT was madness. Yet there
were some who resisted its inspiration
Among them, grieve to tell you, was my
own dearest friend, my Alexis. He saw
no beauty in those wild and demonic wall
ings, and he turned the sweet love strains
to rldlcule l bore it long, for the first
notes had done their work on me, and
could have gone proudly to death for the
4 man who thought out that god-like over.
ture. Scene by scene, the hearts of AL
exis and myself became more and more
estranged. l demonstrated, I implored
I entreated, wept, but he was first cold
then angry, then insulting. Finally, whel
the terrific scene opened, and "Caspar, ,
surrounded by the skulls, and with the fire
eyed owl beside him, dragged Adolph
into the diabolical circle, and pronounce,
the incarnation, amid thunder, and th
shrieks of the owl, and the howls of tn
demons, Alexis burst into a scornfu
laughter and hissed. Yes, he, Alexi
Lamidoff, dared to hiss Won Webster
/ can tell you little more-my love wa
hate-I struck him, and in fierce battl
we rolled under the seats, and were bot
kicked out of the theatre. We mutall
swore deadly revenge, and parted fc
ever"
pH.'Deuced amusing-glad it's over,
sidrawled haughty-looking guardsman
!, the pretty girl on his arm. "Will yo
have an ice?'
La6 "But | do not think it all over" sal
the young lady. II must hear it ALL
It's delightful
tIso" TOO violent for my taste, but as yo
please, replied the guardsman, with til
air Of martyr