The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 1850-1873, 1872-07-26
BY HORSLEY BROS. & FIGUERS.

Haven, Mich, she got out of money
The audience came late, but among
them railroad man, who gave her {
pass to New York.
Passing through Canada little Emms
had bad luck. Many times she walk
ed hungry from place to place, ant
once to raise money she cut of hel
hair and sold it. Music was her love
and she forgot every discomfort In TIN
middle of her beautiful songs.
Once she froze her feet, and sanI
while they acbed with the intenss
pain which follows. The applause o
the audience overcame hunger, sor
row, and even the pains of frozen feet
| Hearing that l'arepa was In New
York, she forgot her poverty, and se
out with the one desire to her Pareps
sing. On she waited toward the big
city. At Lyons, I'm Wayne county
she stopped to sing. She had not eater
anything for houre, and actually SANG
when very faint and hungry. With
the proceeds she bought a good supper
and continued her way to New York
Little Emma finally reached New
York alone, and in the night, putting
up at a cheap house called the Wash
ingtOn House. The next night she
hastened to the opera, but to her grea,
disappointment Parepa did not sing
She finally heard Parepa at Steinway
Hall, but could not succeed in meeting
her face to face.
Her money giving out, she borrowed
fifteen dollars of lady in the hotel
and started for the West again. Arri-
wing in Michigan, she advertised three
concerts. The nights were bad, the
idea did not take, and she lost all he,
money. To pay her bill she sold heI
guitar, but went on, and, hungry and
weary, sang in an ice cream saloon in
the next room, making money enough
to go back and buy it back. At Mogno.
kela, Mich, poor success attended hel
again. To pay her bill q gentleman
lent her money on her guitar, but just
then the old Chicago opera troupe tele-
graphed for her, and she joined them
for seventy-six concerts, the proceeds
of which she sent to her mother.
Now another troupe in the West en-
gagged her to sing in Iowa, Kansas, and
among the Nebraska Indians, foI
seventy nights.
After filling these engagements, Miss
Emma saDgin Milwaukee and Chicago
but with poor success. The people had
never heard of her wonderful voice,
and they would not come to hear one
young lady sing. From the latter
place little Emma went to Plymouth,
Ind. Here she advertised to sing i'm
the parlOr of the United States Hotel,
but few came and her money became
exhausted. Her hotel bill was two
dollars and a-half, and she took her
guitar to the music store to sell 1t to
pay the bill. She also pawned her
concert dress, her only nice dress, to
get money enough to go to Fort Wayne,
Ind, a few miles beyond, where she
advertised for another concert. Hav-
ing no guitar, she engaged the clerk in
the music stors to play accOmpani-
ments. The concert was at the Evlin
House; the few who came were delight
ed, and the receipts were eighteen dol
lars. With this she went back to Ply
mouth, redeemed her dress, and bought
back her guitar, add sent five dollars
to her mother.
With bad luck all around her, and
knowing that her poor mother and sis.
ters depended OH her efforts, little
Emma determined to make one more
bold effort i'm Toledo. Here she ad-
vertised to sing i'm the Oliver House.
The small audience, though enthusiasts
tic, did not pay expenses, but the
chivalrous landlord refused to take her
guitar.
"No, sir 20 said he, forgetting that he
was aid eaS sing a yOun. lady, George
Brown amt agOiDg TO take no young
lady's guitar, but yOu can stay and try
it again."
Things looked dismal enough. Her
splendid courage began to give out.
Behind her she saw nothing but a
three years struggle with poverty
her sex and extreme youth against her.
The future looked as blank as mid
night. The kindness of George Brown
brought tears to her eyes, but after it
came the dreadful thought of-suicide
She owed only the nine dollars which
George Brown was willing to give her,
but the thought of failure was dread
full. Hope Of ultimate success always
buoyed her up. That day little Emma
went, with her bursting heart, and
looked off tile Toledo pier, and the
thought Of jumping off fslruggied in her
bosom. Returning TO the Oliver House,
she caught a glimpse of Clara Louise
Kellogg, who had then reached the
zenith of her fame; but i'm a moment
she was gone. She disappeared with
piece of music i'm the Oliver House.
Following along after, she encountered
Miss KelIogg's maid on the stairs.
81 do want to see Miss Kellogg" she
exclaimed to Petrelli. "When can l
see her@
"She's just gone i'm to dinner with
her mother, but will be out in a mo-
ment," answered PetrelIi.
In a few moments Miss Kellogg
came out withlher mother.
81 am Miss Abbott" said little
Emma, half frightened, "but ! wished
to see you so much."
"Never mind come in. What can
do for you ?' said the kind hearted,
Miss Kellogg.
al want you to try my voice. l do
think can sing, and if you will only
say so | shall be sure" said Emma,
looking up with her clear blue eyes.
why. certainly, my child" said
Miss kellOgg's mother, who got up
and opened the piano, but seeing little
Emma's shabby dress and wild look,
the old lady held up her hands and ex-
claimed:
"Why, Louise! Where has this poor
child been wandering?'
I'm moment Miss Abbott was sing
ing one of her beautiful ballads full of
native sweetness and pathOs. As her
voice touched those high clear notes,
which many of us have heard since in
DIR. Chapin's church, Miss Kellogg's
mother sat i'm mute wonder.
Louise! LOuiseW she finally broke
out, "do you hear that vOice-how
clear-there is no break there. That is
the voice for men
That very night Miss Kellogg kindly
gave Miss Abbott letter to Errani, q
teacher i'm this city, under whose in
structiOn she had been for two years.
She also gave her money to come to
New York, where she took q quiet
room at DIR. Elders, and commenced q
severe course of study with Errani.
After studying a spell she secured,
through friends, an engagement to sing
i'm DIR. Chapin's church at $1,000 per
aunum. Here the wonderful sweet
ness of her voice became the talk of the
city and the especial wonder of the
good members of the big brown stone
church of the divine paternity, on
Fifth avenue. Here she has sung for
a year or3more, always remembering
her poOr,mOther, and always true to