The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1876-06-30

proceeds she bought good supper, and
continued ON her way to New York.
After two weeks of singing and hoping
and struggling, Miss Abbott finally ar
rived in New York, alone and in the
night, putting up at the Washington
house. The next night she paid her last
money for ticket to the opera but,
to her great disappointment, Parepa did
not sing, She finally heard Parepa at
Steinway hall, but never succeeded in
meeting her face to face.
Failag to interest any one in her voice
in New York, and solicitous for the well
fare of her father and mother, Miss Alb
bott resolved to return to the West.
money, with no friend, except her sweet,
bird-like voice. Many time this voice
had been her salvation before. 1t had
opened stony hearts. SO, borrowing $15
from lady in the hotel, our little wan
derer started for the West. Her money
took her to Monroe, Mich, where she
hazarded everything in advertising three
concerts. The nights were stormy, and
size lost all her money. She could not
pay her hotel bill, and the unfeeling
landlord held on to her guitar. With
tears in her eyes she left it, and went on
to the next town, where she sang in an
ice cream saloon, making money enough
to 60 back and redeem her guitar. This
was one of the most dismal episodes in
Miss Abbott's life. So discouraged was
she that when a theatrical troupe came
along she was glad to join it for seventy
nights, to sing in Iowa, Kansas, and
even out among the Nebraska Indians,
sending the proceeds to her mother.
Ambitious of success she now tried,
with poor luck, three concerts alone in
Milwaukee and Chicago. The people
had never heard of her wonderful voice,
and they would not come out to hear
one young lady sing.
Her ill success in Chicago and Mil
waukee induced her to try the provin-
cial towns again, so little Emma started
for Plymouth, Ind, where she adver-
tised to sing in the parlors of the United
States hotel. The audience was small,
and she had to pawn her guitar for So. 80
to pay her hotel bill. She also pawned
her concert dress, the only nice dress
she had, to get money enough to go to
Fort Wayne, Ind, a few miles beyond,
where she advertised for another concert.
The concert was in the parlor of the
Evelin House, and having no guitar, she
engaged the clerk in the music store to
play her accompaniments. The few who
came were delighted, and her receipts
were $18. With this she went back to
Plymouth, redeemed her guitar and
dress, and sent S5 to her mother.
With bad luck all around her, and the
future almost hopeless, Miss Abbott
now almost gave up in despair. Then
the thought that her poor mother and
sisters depended upon her impelled her
to make one more effort.
CT will go to Toledo" she said, "and
make one more effort and trust in Provi-
dence for the rest"
Arriving at Toledo, she advertised to
sing in the parlor of the Oliver house.
Fate was against her. The small audi
ence, though enthusiastic, did not pay
expenses, but the chivalrous landlord
refused to take her guitar.
"No, sir ~ said he, forgetting that he
was addressing young lady, -" George
Brown amt going to take no young lady's
guitar-and morn that, you can stay and
try it again !"
Things now looked dismal enough.
Her splendid courage began to give out.
Behind her she saw nothing but three
years struggle with poverty. The fu-
ture looked as black as midnight. The
kindness of George Brown brought tears
to her eyes, but after it came the dread
full thought of-suicide. The idea of fail
IRE in the scheme of her life was dread
full. THAT day little Emma went with a
bursting heart and looked off the great
Toledo pier, and the thought of jumping
off struggled in her bosom. Sadly she
turned away. Howe was gone, but she
thought of her mother, and love for
her still buoyed her up.
Returning to the Oliver house, she
caught glimpse OF Clara Louise Kel-
logg, then in the zenith of her fame, but
in moment she was gone. She disap-
peared, with piece OF music, in the
Oliver house. Following after, little
Emma encountered Miss Kellogg's maid.
"Oh, 1 do want to see Miss Kellogg
so much - she exclaimed to Petrilla.
"Oh, can't see herr"
"She's just gone in to dinner with hel
mother, but she will be out in a mo-
ment," answered Miss Kellogg's maid.
In few minutes Miss Kellogg came
out with her mother.
"I'm Miss Abbott" said little Emma
half frightened, "and do wish to see
you so much !"
"Never mind, come in. What can
do for you'll" asked the kind-hearted Mis-
Kellogg.
81 want you to try my voice. I Dc
think ! can sing, and if you only say 81
1 shall be sure" said little Emma, look
ing up pleadingly with her clear blue eye
"Why, certainly, my child" said Mis-
Kellogg mother, who gotup and opened
the piano, but seeing little Emma
shabby dress and wild, sad look, sh'
held up her hands and exclaimed
"Why, Loiiise, where has this poor chile
been wandering 7"
In moment Miss Abbott was singin;
one of her beautiful ballads, full Of na
tive sweetness and pathos. AS her mag
ical voice touched those high, clear note
which have since astonished the king
and princes of Europe. Miss Kellogg
| mother sat i'm mute wonder The ear