New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1882-07-16
the friend, the patrou-eh, the patron -of Auguste

the friend, the patron-eh, the patron Auguste
Scarlatis hat went of his head in grayely ironi-
cal salute, aud Yoney dropped his hand upon ms
shoulder with the air Of benefactor whose giits
went beyond the power of any expressions oil grati
tude to do justice to.
But what is this hear about singingT asked
my tutor. This gentleman Is my pupil, and can
accept no engagement that do not sanction!
Volney once more started Oft in grandi0quent ex-
PLANTATION. He had composed an opera Tor the
performances of which all musIca Europe was anS AZ
far and his work should never see the nght unless
performed in manner worthy Of it's merits.
For Inc last year he said have er osen wSitbeF
In London, in Paris in Milan, in Vlenna-stlI Tue
same answer: you had gone, and left no trace
Then thought: He is here-here at Moreno,
renewing the associations of his youth" and follow
still. This morning my hand is raised to strike
upon your door, hear voice. Alb, Dieu dc Dleu,
crushed, eclipsed you are to this satyr to
Hyperion. as rushght to the sun, as molehil to
| Mont Ranc. / have found my voice, but 1t Is not
| yours; and have found my Grisi.'
And who n ay she be = inquired Scarlatl
Her name is-eh, what is her namei All, have
| it Mees Jones, uDe Anglase. And how do find
| her Figure to yourselves, messieurs: she was
making shirts in a garrett She! Mon Dieu, quel
mondel Et dire qnil un providence. a ce qu'on
| dit She sewing shirts, and singing as she
| sewed. l stand in the street and listen, dumb
stricken, COMPOUNDED, | strike the door rush past
the pGrOnae who opens to me- fly into the presence ea,is
the owner of such voice tell her that fame and
| fortune await her: drag her from her wretched
mahsarde take her to Bertucci, and say to him,
Name your price. and teach mademosele her role
] in this opera" And he has taught it. hear her
sing once; embrace her many times; start 10
| find you. And now l.hnd you, and 90 not "ah1
| YOU
That's lucky too said scarlati in English.
| Yon wouldn'I have got me If you had
This said Volney indicating me, is the man
| want aud will have him..
There are two words to that bargain said my
master; i must hear the opera first Ii 1t is good'
tlas.xt mill talE hrnfrl
IL it is goodp repeated 'yolney. why. it is
| mineP
i am as proud of my pupil as you can be Of your
opera If the opera is worthy of you, he shall sing
Good. You have an instrument of some kind,
lspypp0Sep
Then come, and will play it to you
Have yon your score with your .
lie turned on his heel, and led the way to the
house. Scarlati and followed at slower pace
The OPERA which volney ruthlcssly played
through that night, from overture to bnal chorus
has long ere this received the verdict of musical
Europe, and La Fee du Bots stands high IN the
list of modern works Not for the first time IN the
worlds history rlaiman was found to be genius
and Auguste Volney ranks to-day among the demi
gods he worshipped. In the pale light of tho early
spring morning the contract was drawn and signed,
and in July was to appear 81 the ape opera fafiSl
No further link OF any Importance was ADDED 10
the lengthening chain of my life-sory till that
date | came Out, arranged. at Covent Garden
and musical London went mad over me. AS was
Inevitable, my one default was discovered. My
voice was great beyond all cavll, my mastery OF "
absolute But my English critics said wanted
SOUL and the French said lacked anne Italians
quavered shrilly over my destitution OF ANNA,
and Germans grunted despoDdingly about my de-
plorable absence of in oigkeit.
NV three months engagement over, LETT my I'M
presariO almost with tears in his eyes at my nn-
timely loss. l would willingly have stayed, but
nv engagement to Voney. Tor which had been
Studying during the whole time. called me impera-
lively, and | was forced to go. Accompanied by
Scarlati made the transit and Volney fell upon
nv neck as emerged from the train, In presence OF
the vast throng who had crowded to the station to
greet the of the grandest voice In Earope
There was no time to be lost and that day the first
rehearsal was to be held. We drove straight TO the
theatre through the swaying crowds. who cheered
me as I passed. We entered the house, which felt
damp and tomblike after the open freshness OF the
July air. The voice of Yolney sounded in my ears
Permit me- SignOr Alberto To Introduce you to
Miss Jones-or rather. Sgnora Tremola.'
turned, and beheld-Elsie Vermont