Eaton weekly Democrat. [volume] (Eaton, Ohio) 1866-1875, 1872-07-11

were delighted, and the receipts were
eighteen dollars. With this she went
back to Plymouth, redeemed her dress,
and bought back her guitar, and sent
five dollars to her mother.
With bad luck all around her, and
knowing that her poor mother and SIS
tiers depended on her efforts, little Emma
determined to make one more bold ef-
fort in Toledo. Here she advertised to
sing in the Oliver House. The small
audience, though enthusiastic, did not
pay expenses, but the chivalrous land
lord refused to take her guitar.
No, sir !" said he, forgetting that he
was addressing young lady, "George
Brown amt agoing to take no young
!ady's guitar, but you can stay and try
it again"
Things looked dismal enough. Her
splendid courage began to give out. Be-
hind her she saw nothing but three
years. struggle with poverty-her sex
and extreme youth against her. The
future looked as blank as midnight.
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 dreadful. Hope
| of ultimate success always buoyed her
up. That day little Emma went, with
| her bursting heart, and looked off the
Toledo pier, and the thought of jump
ing off struggled in her bosom. Return
ing to the Oliver House, she caught a
glimpse of Clara Louise Kellogg, who
had then reached the zenith of her
fame; but in moment she was gone.
She disappeared with piece of music
in the Oliver House. Following along
after, she encountered Miss Kellogg's
maid on the stairs.
"I do want to see Miss Kellogg" she
exclaimed to Petrelli. "When can 1
sec herr" i
She's Just gone in to dinner with
her mother, but will be out in a mo-
ment," answered Petrelli. -
In few moments Miss Kellogg came
out with her mother.
al am Miss Abbott,' said little
Emma, half frightened, &C but / wished
10 see you so much.''
Never mind, come in. What can
do for your" asked the kind hearted
Miss Kellogg.
81 want you to try my voice. 1 do
think can sing, and if you will only
say so 1 shall be sure," said. Emma,
looking up with her, clear blue eyes.
"Why, certainly, my child" said
Miss KeHogg'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, LouiseI Where has this poor
child been wandering 2' ----=l
In a 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 in mute wonder.
"Louise Louisei' ~ she finally broke
out, "do you hear that voice-how
clear-there is no break there. That is
the voice for mer'
That very night Miss Kellogg kindly
gave Miss Abbott letter to Errani, a
teacher in this city, under whose in
struction she has been for two years.
She also gave her money to come to
New York, where she took quiet room
at DIR. Elders, and commenced severe
course of study with Errani. After
studying spell she secured, through
friends, an engagement to sing in DR..
Chapin's church at 81 900 per annum.
Here the wonderful sweetness of her
voice became the talk of the city and
the especial wonder of the good mem
bers of the big brown stone church of
| the divine paternity, on Fifth avenue.
Here she has sung for a year or more,
| always remembering her poor mother,
| and always true to her kind benefactor,
Miss Kellogg.
Among DR.. Chapin's audience was a
warm hearted gentleman living up
town, who took especial delight in Miss
Abbott. One day this gentleman sat
| down in his Office and wrote her a note.
He was a business man, and it was a
cold business note but it meant some
thing, and filed the young lady's heart
with a flood of joy and gladness. He
told her he admired her talent, respect
60 to Milan to study he would fur.
nish her the money. That man was
John T. DAILY. Miss Abbott was de-
| lighted. With tears in her eyes she
thanked her benefactor, and it was
made up that she should sail this
spring.
By-and-by the idea occurred to hel
that she would prefer to have more thar
one person interested in her return
"If," she suggested, "a number will
take an interest in me, there will Ger
tainly be more to welcome me bacl
from Italy when return prima donni
and make my debut in the metropolis
This was thought wise idea, and MI
Daily Immediately put his name dow
for five hundred dollars. Mrs. Georg
Hoffman followed with five hundre,
dollars, and then John @. Hoyt witt
five hundred, Mrs. George Lake witt
one thousand, and Frank Carpenter
the artist, with heart ten times as bi
as his pocket-book, gave his splendi
mite.
On last Saturday the City of Pari
took away, amid throng of friends
the little girl (now a young LADY, VIII
has struggled up through poverty
whose little feet were frozen, who's
hair was cut off and sold, and who san
hungry, with her silent guitar held
hostage miles away, to get money t
live on and send to her mother.
In two years Miss Abbott will retur
prima donna, and when she stands i
the Academy of Music, like Jenn
Lind, Isabella Hinckley, and Mis-
; Nilsson, her silver voice filling the al
like choir of angels, or hushing tn
audience to holy repose, the bi.
hearted, living Christians, who, remen
bering our Saviour, put th cir arm
around this toiling woman and heIpe
her up, will say, cit is more blessed t
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