The People's vindicator. [volume] (Natchitoches, La.) 1874-1883, 1881-01-15

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Ole Bulls First Performances.
OLE BULL has just played sooat, g..
me under all those circumstances wh; ;Tt
would render it the most impressive "' san
am his guest; and though tho s,o .ot
beats without, beside his hearth. s, or%
which is all in glow, l bask; and u J,
the evening brings darkness to tho roo ~
| hear the violin in an absorbed woa
for nothing can divert my thouo Jhs!'
The lady pianist who accompanies h;s.
follows alphabetically each SHADING e,' =.
the music. Then around the fire. nIsso "
with many q cigar, my host tells mo n ~,
history of his early life. '' ~
"My uncle was q publisher, and h.,
a quantity of sheet music-ous,tp "%.
and SO on. He played the viuu,oar.lieo'
and ne bought me my first violin. !.
was a lemon-colored violin, and =, son. =.
so sour! l played for the cats. and
absolutely drove them away from th Har
food. l am sure that the cats yO rII; ~
over Fiorillo's studies. They kent clos. ~
Of a little summer. house where used ~
play. When l was eight wears old =
played the first violin in a auartetts ~
Pleyel's. When l was nine years n,sd
to play with some very good amateurs
and when my piece with them did mt
come early in the evening they used ="
put me asleep in violoncello case AND
wake me up with red apple. In Ber.
gen there was garrison, and there W..
a band of wind instruments; and do VIM
know that o clarionet quacks to.dsv~
at least to me-just as it did them
used to slumber away in the cello c.s
because the amateurs would plsy TIM
quartettes before supper. 1t happened
occasionally that, from eating too mueh
supper, the players were troubled Va.
troubled. One evening my uncle said aid
Come. let US play a quartette of Beetho''
ven's.' Some one remarked, sBeetho.
ven is so difficult But we must, sa;d
my uncle. The quartettes were bonnS
together in one book. They used tn lst !
ME play the Cramer and HAYDN; thew
were easy; but the Beethoven-ah! in
those days he was thought hard. That
night the first violin was in trouble Al.
ter supper. We call it tipsy, lust 4.
you do. what a shamen said nv M
Gle. Ole, do you take the part and
plsyit3'
II had heard it, but had never tr;aa
it. l did not think much about il, but I
remember that I was right then and
there proposed and elected as mem.
Der of that musical club. At very lone
intervals after that, good instrumental.
lists would come to Bergen, and wonld
listen to them. l heard the compost.
tons of Rhode and Spohr, and played
them as well as I could. Father was On
apothecary, and his assistant played the
flute. The assistant used to receive
musical catalogues from Copenhagen.
| devoured the names, and for the flint
time saw that of Paganini on his famous
twenty-four caprices. One eytsinp
father came home, bringing with him
two Italians. was fourteen then, and
their talk fired me. l wanted to hear
about their great violinist Paganini, and
:hey told me all they knew. Even the
mention of his name excited my imagiu.
alton, and made me wild. went to nv
grandmother. Dear grandmother,'l
said, cant l get some of Pagauinis
music?' Don't tell any one,' said the
dear old woman, but l will try and buy
a piece of his for You if you are q good
child And she did try, and was wild
when got the Paganini music. How
difficult it was-but oh, how beautiful!
That garden house was my refuge.
Msybe-l am not so sure of 1.-THE cats
did not 60 quite so wild as four years
before. One day-a memorable one
| went to a quartetta party. The new
leader of our Philharmonic was there
a very hne violinist-and he played for
US concerto of Spohr's. knew it.
and was delighted with his reading Of
it. We had porter to drink in another
room, and We all drank it; but before
they had finished went back to the
music. room, and commenced trying the
Spohr. I was, I suppose, carried sway
with the music, forgot myself, and they
heard me.
"This is impudence, said the leader.
And do you think, boy, that you can
play it?' Yes said, quite honestly.
l don't to this day see why I should have
told q story about lido you? Nov
you shall play it. said somebody. Hear
him! hear him. cried my uncle andthe
rest Of them. l did try it, and played
the allegro. All of them applauded save
the leader, who looked mad.
"You think you can play anything,
then?' asked the leader. He took .
caprice of Paganini's from . music
stand. Nov you try this he said, in
a rage. Il will try it, l said. AL
right; 60 ahead
Snow it just happened that this
caprice was my favorite, as the cats wen
knew. Icould play it by memory, and
l polished it off. When | did that, they
all shouted. The leader before had been
so cross and savage, l thought be would
just rave now. But he did not says
word. He looked very quiet and COM
posed-like. He took the other musicians
aside, and I saw that he was talkirgto
them. Not long afterward this yiohniIst!
left Bergen. l never thought would
see him again. 1t was in 1910. when
was travelling through Sweden on aeon
cert tour, of snowy day, that ! mel .
man in a sleigh. twas quite q picture,
just near sunset, and the northern l'sn.s
were 'hooting in the sky;a man ~rsppea
up II a bear-skin attracting along lns
snow. As he drew up abreast OF me anu
lnmuflled himself, he called out TO my
driver to stop. 1t was the leader, anu