Daily globe., 1883-08-19

hand, and already has opened the legal battery
on the Meads, and anybody that knows the gen.
eral can guess about how the matter will end.
Emma may loose Gabriel, but Gabriel will wish
before the general gets through with him that
he had stuck to Emma.
LITTA dead: Litta, the beautiful and
accomplished songstress, dead! The sad
announcement causes pang of anguish
in unnumbered hearts. That one 30 love-
ly in person, SO pure in character, 30 en-
dowed with aff1uent musical powers. 30
highly cultivated as to be almost angelic,in
vocal sweetness, should be cut down by the
fell destroyer so early in life is cause for
the deepest sorrow, mourning and lamenta
tion. Hundreds of the intelligent, refined
people of st. Paul remember her well as
she appeared in the Opera house here with
all her wealth of fascinating, vocal melody,
grace and beauty. And all will be sad
dened at the blighting de-
cree, the dire fruit of over
wrought, overtaxed powers, that doomed
her to an early grave. "Brainard's Musi-
cal World" for August, speaks in mournful
cadence of the departed songstress as fol-
lows:
''Miss Marie Won Elsner, (born June 1, 1861
known to the musical world as MILE Litta, died
during the past month. Her death occurred at
bloomington, Illinois, the home of her birth. The
large Methodist church, where her funeral took
place, was crowded to its utmost capacity by the
many friends of the dead songstress, many hav-
ing come from long distances. The church edi-
fee was handsomely decorated, and among the
many floral gifts was broken harp from Vice
President David Davis. Her father was an
iterant musician and very poor. When quite
young She sang in public. In the summer of
1856 she came to Cleveland, where she sang in
the German theater and created quite a furor
with her sweet voice. Mr.. Hugo Hench, Ger
man druggist of Cleveland, realizing the rare
power of the young singer, procured for her a
teacher. 1t was, however, finally decided to
send her to Europe. This was accomplished
through the munifcent offer of Mr.. A.
b. Hough, of Cleveland, who promised
to pay her entire expenses. She stud
led diligently and made her debut in
Drury Lane theater, in London, May 20, 1876,
having been assigned the part of isabella in
Meyerbeer's "Robert le Diable.'' She returned
to Paris, continued her studies, and then ap-
peared in the Italiens and met with most de-
clded success. Her career as public singer in
this country is go recent that it is not necessary
to add anything to this brief sketch. The
death of Litta will be sad news
to to H. our 49,, readers, many of whom
have learned to appreciate her noble qualities as
woman. She will sing no more on earth, brlt
her name shall not be forgotten. She passed
away young, much beloved and much lamented.9' -
Dr.. TALMAaE IN his busy life, not only !
adorns the pulpit and the platform but
the editorial profession as we'll. He is
the editor of that general favorite the |
Sunday Magazine" By advanced sheets |
we learn, that in the Forthcoming number
for September he will have very touch |
ing and tender article on the clears" of
the heart-stricken and sorrowing. "God
wipes away all tears" is his subject. |
Here is what he says and his manner of
saying it:
''Thsre is not tear drops in all these cities |
but God hears it-God knows it. He sees the |
empty cradle. He sees the desolated heart, |
and 1 hear Him saying, 'This is the way !
thresh the wheat, this is the way scour Ny I
jewels. Cast thy burden on My arm and 1 will |
sustain thee. ALI those tears l am gathering in |
My bottle" But we say: "Why keep in |
heaven the tears of earth? Why that great
lachrymatory on the throne of God?" Well, l |
do not know that the tears will always STAY
there. L do not know but that after while |
some angel passing along will look at that great
lachrymatery of heaven and find it empty.
What sprite of hell hath broken into the gates |
and robbed that place of its jewels? This is the
secret: Those were sanctifed sorrows, and |
those tears have been changed into pearls, and
now they adOrn the coronets and the robes of
the ransomed. l take up some coronet of
light and l see gems sparkling In it and say,
From what river-depth of heaven did these
jewels Gomez" and thousand voices answer,
''These are the transmitted tears from Gods
bottle" Then I see a sceptre stretched down
from the throne of men who were trodden on
by earth, and see on every sceptre point, and
l see inlaid in the ivory stair of the golden
throne some very bright jewels, and 1 say,
whence came they? whence came they? and the
elders from before the throne and the martyrs
under the altar coming up, and standing on the
sea OF glass, cry in ecstasy, "These are the
transmitted tears from Gods bottle.'' Let the
ages of heaven roll on. All the pomp and pride
of earth forgotten; the Koh-i-noor diamonds
that were the pride of kings forgotten; precious
stones that adorned Persian tiara or famed in
the robes of Babylonian professions forgotten;
the Golconda mines charred In the confagra-
tiOn; but firm as the everlasting hills, and pure
as the light that streams from the throne, and
bright as the river that flows from under the
eternal rocks, are the transmitted tears of Gods
bottle. Let that mighty lachrymatory stand for
ever on the steps or heaven, OF the steps OF the
throne. Let no hand touch it. Let no wing
strike it. Purer than beryl or chrysoprasus, let
it stand on the step of Jehovah's throne, and
under the arch of the unfading rainbow. Pass
ing down the corridor of the palace, the re-
deemed of earth will look at it and think of
their earthly SORROWS sanctiied, and say, ''Why,
that is what we heard of on earth; that is what
the Psalmist spoke of; there is where our tears
were kept; that is Gods bottle.'' And while
the redeemed of heaven are gazing on this rich
est inlaid in glory, all the towers of heaven
will strike this silvery chime: "God hath wiped
away all tears from all facesv'
If the true, detailed history of the great
German poet, Goethe, were written, We
should have mingled account of the tri-
umphs of his genius and unrestrained
sensual personal inmoralities. And sin
gular enough, the unrestrained license
which he gave to his passions from his
early youth to his extreme old age, seemed
not to diminish the homage which his
nation, if not the world paid to his genius.
From his first love, in his early youth, for
Gretchen, girl IN the humber ranks, to
his last love of a young woman when he
bod raochad old aoa his Iova ascopodos