The new North-west., 1885-10-23
OLE BULLS CAREER.
PAINFUL EXPERIENCES OF THE NO
LINlST DURING HIS CHILDHOOD,
A Father of n Practical Turn OF Miud-
Struggles of Genius-The Glory II
Fame Won in Night-Sor-
row ut His Death.
Sarah X. Bolton In Courier-Journall

way, 20 strange with its narrow streets, pa
culiar costumes and open-heartei people
that no stranger can forget it. was bsrn,
Feb. g. 1910, Ole Bull the olisst in Q family
Of ten children. His father was an +5le
chemist, and his mother woman uf ~nne
manners and much intelligence. All the
relatives were musical, and at tn, little
gatherings for the purpose o. cultivating
this talent the child Ole would creep under
table or sofa rnl listen enrapturel for
hour, often receiving a whipping when dis
covered. He loved music intel ely, fancy
ing when he played alone in the meadows
that lie hearl nature sing, as the bluebslls
were moved among the grasses by tbs wind.
When he wa four years old hs uncle
gave him yellow violin, which hs ks ei
with great delight. learning the notes at the
same time rs his primer. Although f"r5id-
den to play til study hours wers over, ne
sometimes di obeyed, and was punitheI
both at home AMI at school
Finally, at !, through the gool senss Of
his mother. mus C teacher was proviled
ami his father bought him new red violin.
The child could not sleep for thinking OF it.
so the first night after its purchase he stole
into the room where it lay. in his night
clothes, to take one peep at the precious
thing. He said years after. with tears in his
eyes at the painful remembrance, "The vio-
lin was so red, and the pretty pearls screws
dill smile at me sol / pinched the strings
just little with my fnsers 1t smilel at
me even more and more. / took up the
bow and looked at it. It said to mo it
would te pleased to try 1t across the strings
So did try it, just very, worry little, anl
it did sing to IN. so sweetly At first Ibid
play soft. But presently l dill begin a
capuccii, which like very much, an 1t do
60 ever louder and louder; AMI forgot that
1t was midnight an | that every body was
asleep. Presently hear something crack
and the Ext minute feel my fathers whip
across my shoulders. My little red vioin
dr"pped on the jeon, ami wa' broken l
weep much for it, but it did no good They
did have q doctor to it next day, but it
never recovered its health.
A TOO PRACTICAL FATHER.
Ptiful it is that parents sometimes are so
lacking IN judgment as to stifie the best
things in O child's nature. Guiding is vie;
forcing US ually ends in disaster. In two
years Ole could play pieces which his mas
ter found it impossible to perform He be-
gan to compo,e melodies initiating nature
In the song Of biris. brooks and the roar Of
waterfalls, AMI woul lille in caves or In
Ciuulps Oh uushb~, WuSFG ne CDulu play
own weirI iinprovisatioaS When he could
not make his violin do as he wished, he
would fling it away impstuously, and not
touch 1t again for long time.
Then he would perhaps get up in the mid
die of the night and play at his open win.
dow, forge tting that anybody might be
awakened by it. Sometimes he played In
cessantly for days. scarcely eating or sleep
Ing He had no pleasure in fishing or
shooting on account of the pain infic.ed-a
feeling seemingly common to noble and rs-
fined natures-though he greatly enjoyel
any thing athletic.
Ole's father, with . practical turn OF
mind. urged his being a clergyman as hs
honored that profe sion, and well know that
music and art promi,el o small bank
account A private tutor, Musaens by
naIne, was therefore engaged. This
man had the unique habit of
kneelng down to pray before he
whipped a boy, and asking that the punish.
msnt nigh rebound to the good OF the lad
He soon made up bis mind that Ols's violin
and theory were incompatible. and forbade
his playing it Ole ami his brothers bore
his harsh methods as long as possible wh,n
one morning, about half-past 4, as the
teacher was dragging the youngest boy out
Of bed, Ole sprang upon him and gave him
vigorous beating. The smaller boys put
their heads out from under the bed-clotnes
and cried out: @Don't give up Ole; don't
give upl Give it to him with all your
might" The whole household soon ap-
peared upon the scene, and though little wa'
said, the private feeling seemed to be that q
salutary lesson had been impaired
At IL he was sent to the university Of
hrict h,,t ho pot o.
stay. He visited Louis Spohr, the master;
then went to Paris where the tide turnei in
his favor. Next he made a concert tour
through Switzerland and Italy At Venice
he was highly praised. but at Bologna he
won celebrity which continued through life
THE GLORY OF FAME.
Malibran was to sing in two concerts, but
feigned illness when she learned that the
man she loved, DeBesiot, was to receive a
smaller sum than herself, and would not
appear. The manager Of the theatre was ia
despair. Meantime, in a poor hotel, in an
upper room, Ole Bull was composing his
concerts in the day time, and playing on
his violin at night by his open widow.
Ros ini's first wife heard the music AMI
said: ut must be violin, but . dvins one,
which will be . substitute for DeB,siot aui
Malibran. must 60 and tell Lam pieri
lthe managerJ." f.
On the night o: the concert after Ole Bull
had been two hours In bed from wearinesS,
Z,mpisri appeared and asked him to impro-
visa. He was delighted, and, sxclaiming
@MaEbran may now have her headaches
hurried the young artist of to the theater.
Toe audisncs was of course cold and disap-.
pointed till Ole Bull began to play. Then
the people seemed to hold their breath
When the curtain fell he almost swoonei
with exhaustion, Lut the house shook wita
applause Flowers were showered upon him
He was immediately engaged for the next
concert; q large theater was offered him
free Of expsnse-one man buying 100 tickets
-and the I'd dmiring torony drew his car
riage TO the hotel, while q procession, with
torchlightS, acted as q guari OF honor. Z
8 Ole Bill bad stepped into the glory OF
fame In single night. Henceforth, while
there was to be much OF trial and disap-
pointment, as come TO all, he was to be for
ever the idol OF two continents, drawing
Gro owded houses, konored by the great, and
universally mourned Mt his death. He had
come to power as by accident, but lie had
made himef worthy Of fams. Malibran,
at first, seemed hurt at his wonderful suc-
csss In her stead. bus she soon became one
OF his warmest friends. sayings at Is your
own fault that did not treat You as you
deserved. A man like you should step
forth with head erect In the full light OF
day, that We mar recognize bis noble
blood" Il