The Cheyenne daily leader. [volume] (Cheyenne, Wyo.) 1870-1884, 1876-03-09
A Dnel in tie Dark


The FIRST time that Napoleon III. saw
kossi on tine stage ke sent DR., connsau II
with ordersto bring the /, mighty tragelian''
TO him at once, and said 70 him
Monsieur, / am not easily affected, but
L own that in the last scene you singularly
moved me- You must nave made Desds-
mona suffer horribly when you buried your
nails in her throat her cries of agony were
too natural
Sire" replied Rossi. the artists who
act with me are accustomed to sacrifice
everything to their roles. 1t is possible that
l bear a little heavily upon DssdeaOna's
throat, out no one who has ever played her
part has dared to tell me So"
Rossi is in the plenitude of force and
talent, and singularly enough for an Italian,
attributes his remarkable preservation to
his cold, morning bath, which no severity OF
season ever interferes with. Perhaps the
very sober life he leads has as much to do
with it as the cold bath. If his proposed
visit to America comes to pass, ] doubt if
he b prcvailed upon to take one single drink
at the inevitable bar. . : At Cassa!e
during a farewell representation, the court
society chattered SO loudly as to interfere
withthe representation. Rossi. who wasp play
ing HansIet, came to a full stop in the middle
of Il sentence. and turning towards a front
box from which the greatest nose came, he
bowed and said TRANQUILITY. 81 shall hush as
long as you do not hush" The public ap-
plauded, the interruption ceased, and the
play went IN, but afterwards Rossi WAS met
at the door by one of the young gentlemen,
who felt called upon to ask satisfaction.
Rossi made a long face, for he was expected
on the morrow at Milan. So he explained
his situation to his bloodthirsty adversary,
and begged that. in order to get through
withtheir little affair as speedily as possible.
they should go to his (Rossi's) rooms at the
hotel and quietly shoot at one another there.
The proposition having been acceled to,
they vent to Rossi's rooms, and had lust
placed themselves at.either end of the salon
in order to exchange three shots, when the
inn-keeper, o~ver-anxious as TO his guests
health and hours. knocked Mt tho door
(Which he found locked) and asked, in an
anxious voice, if Monsieur was ill, as his
light burned so unusually late.
"No." replied Rossi, :" l am going to bed /;
thanks; good night -
You are deceiving me- persisted his
anxious keeper. perhaps enlightened as to
the scene in the theatre. "You are certainly
ILL"
Go to bed" replied Rossi; 81 an put
ting out my light; and in a lower tone he
added to his antagonist, This is the only
way out of it; blow out the candles"
What are we to fight with pistols in
the dark P"
"Notquite; we will each smoke a cigar
cite, and that will serve to guide our
aim"
"An right"
And SO the famous duel was fought, in
which Rossi had the good luck to wound his
adversary slightly. Rossi is a
man who sleeps as little as human nature
can bear. He smokes constantly, and
always horrid Tuscany cigars which, as he
says, " bear something Of his country to his
lips" He has only one old servant he has
ever been able to retain, hisirritab,e temper
and capricious orders putting all others ont
of temper. This faithful Sancho Panza
only succeeds by assuring his master that
the hundred orlcss gwen in as many
minutes are all executed. and Rossi, having
forgotten all save the last is satisfied. Like
most geninses, he fancics he has a greater
than his own, AMI never fails to affirm that.
had he to begin life anew, he would be n
tenor, and therefore is disposed to entertain
his visitors with any amount of bad music,
thinking to give them n better entertain
ment than by recitipg any of his wonderful
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