Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1886-10-22
Missions Hunger.

under the management OF Strakosch,
the company were playing in Colum-
bus. AS Nilsson was not in the cast
on the last night Of the engagement,
she, accompanied by Max Maretzek,
Madame, his wife, and several other
members of the opera company, took
the early morning train for Buffalo,
their next stop, expecting to arrive
there that night. A heavy snowstorm
set in and the train moved but slowly,
owing to the numerous blockades.
When they were within four miles OF
Buffalo a freight train ahead of them
was wrecked. owing to q broken bridge.
This, OF course, caused delay OF sew
eral hours. The snow was still falling
heavily, it was night and although they
were within sight OF Buffalo it was i'm.
possible for vehicle OF any kind to
reach them. There was not a house
OF any description within a half-mile
OF them, and, having had no supper
they were naturally very hungry. TIC
make matters worse it was very cold
in the car. Nine. Nilsson, as may we'll
be supposed, was not in the best OF
tempers.
Max Maretzek, after ascertaining
the full particulars OF the wreck, and
realizing there was no immediate help
for them, resolved to make the best Of
it. He always carried a little refresh.
ments in the way OF wine, cheese and
bread, in his satchel, in case he should
grow hungry between meals. Hethere-
fore improvised q little table in the
rear of the car, with the assistance OF
his agent, and placed thereon long
roll OF bologna sausage, huge slice
OF cheese, loaf of bread and
large bottle of wine. He
invited the entire party-Mme. Nilsson
included-about eight in all, to share
his repast with him. They were all,
with the exception OF the great singer,
only too glad to accept, and lively
though hungry party drew around the
board. Nine. Nilsson gave one look
at the cheese and sausage, and with
disdainful curl OF her lip, she murmur.
ed, "disgusting," and sailed down to
her seat in the other end of the car,
where, wrapping her furs around her,
she made {. vain effort to sleep. The
rest of the party cared little whether
she ate or not, they resolved they
would Elk her yet" Kind-hearted
Max Maretzek cut q slice of bread
and cheese, and laid them aside,
together with a piece of the de-
spised sausage and q glass of wine,
and after the rest OF the com.
company had eaten, they made prepa-
rations for their mig hts rest, but not
to sleep. They meant to watch Nilsson.
About an hour after she became ex-
tremely fidgety and restless. Frequent
eJaculatious OF discomfort fell from her
lips, and more than once she was heard
to remark to her companion that she
was nearly starved.
ais there no place, no farm house
where l can get something to eat?"
she asked of the agent.
"1f there was we surely would have
found 1t long ago. 1t is an absolute
for man to walk even
q hundred rods in this snowstorm, and
ohc AestIost AOu6e lS ucdIly 1nlle
away he answered.
Presently, unable to bear her
hunger any longer, and becom.
ing desperate, she arose, and
walking rather sheepishly down to the
rear end OF the car, she asked Max
Maretzek if there was anything, a
crust of bread even, left OF their frugal
repast. The qualification and salts
faction of the other artists may we'll
be imagined when Max placed the
sausage, cheese and wine before the
prima donna, and the aiacrity and
astonishing rapidity with which she
dispatched every morsel was a triumph
they had not experienced for some
time. The next day, when Nilsson
was cozily domiciled in her luxurious
apartments at the Tiff House, dainti.
ly picking at a morsel OF tender chicken,
she was heard to remark that during
her varied experience as public sing
er she had never eaten a meal that
tasted SO good and wholesome as that
little midnight luch of cheese and sau-
sage in q lonesome car on q winters
Eye.