Morning journal and courier., 1886-04-24
Ions Duval of Paris the thing ought to prove

l SUnneu. The IOunQ0r was DQJcner named Duval, who, like many others of his craft in France, sold soups and various cooked meats
 | at certain hours of the day to customers,
 ! who either carried the food home or con stunned it in the shop. This part of his busi- ness throve so we'll that he day turned
 his shop into regular restaurant, removing
 | all signs of his old trade and making the
 place as attractive as paint, gliding and mir
 l TOTS could do it. The venture prospered and
 Duval throve so that before his death he had
 the satisfaction of seeing branches of his
 original establishment fourishing in various
 parts of Paris, and of knowing that his son
 l would begin life millionaire. This
 l youths conduct was soon the talk of Paris.
 l Having sold his fathers concern to a compa-
 l ny he proceeded to waste his substance in IT.
 otous living formed liaison with an Eng
 fish livery-stable keepers daughter, squan-
 I dered thousands on the qualification of her
 | whims, and day shot himself on her
 ! hearthrug because she had grown tired of
 l him and dismissed him. Here his course
 I took a turn. He recovered from his wound,
 | said good bye to his old life, married an hon.
 est woman and returned to the little marble
 tables and the priced menus. Here he was
 pursued by the faithless fair one, whose
 amusement it was for some time to get to his
 l table with knot of dandies and divert them
 ! at his expense; but this she got tired of when
 | she found that it had no power to wound
 him, and that his only revenge was to attend
 to her orders with politeness and slacrity.
 ! He IS now the largest shareholder in the com
 1 pany that bought his business and the dam
 ! sel is living in garret writing her memoirs,
 ! it is said.
 Paris has not the monopoly of enthusiasm,
 ! 1 find. London is in no way behind when
 ! the occasion comes for a display of it. The
 l reception that Liszt has met with each time | he has shown himself has been of the warm
 ! est, and when yesterday he played to the l sembled professors and pupils in the Royal ! academy the scene was one not to be forgot | ten, even by & man who has had much homage paid him as Liszt The first sight l of his noble head, with his thick, snowy hair, was the signal for 8 roar of applause 1 from the assembly. It was strange to see ! that old man, belonging as it were to anoth- l CT age, in tine midst of all those young pee l pie fired with the same ambition as had filled | him at their age. Longing hardly daring to l hope that he would play to them, they sat 1 and gazed at the sole survivor of company of Titans whose works have charmed tho ! world. The best skilled of them played to him and were warded with hearty hand shake and word of praise Then played a concert of the great masters. The ap plause which followed was resumed when the executant had resumed his seat. Liszt rose to acknowledge it. The audience grew breathlessly excited. When he sat down they applauded again. Once more he rose, bowed his thanks and took h1s seat They dared no longer hope that he going to play to them, but leaned forward in kind of agony of despairing suspense and once more applauded with all their might. Liszt could not resist their speeehless petition He rose for the third time and now moved towards the piano. The pent-up feelings of hope in the audience overflow. The enthu- siasm knows no bounds. Ladies tear from their corsages the flowers they are wearing to fling them at him. When he reached the piano people were standing on their seats beside themselves with excitement. Then amid deathlike stiffness the great genius was heard. It was if that white haired figure at the instrument had been a messsn- ger from another world. Sweet, signing, haunting melody breathed through the room. He played Chopin's ''Sithuanisher Lied, J but ! played it as those who heard him then will never hear it again. There were few dry I eyes in the room by the time the last note l had died in the air. Yes, Liszt must have been touched by such a reception, though his fife has been like one long triumphal prog ! ress, and such scenes must have lost their ! novelty for him. 1 read ill yesterdays paper that the master had been invited to Windsor I and had ''the honor" of playing to Her Ma ! jestv I incline to think it the Queen l who felt herself honored. The Rev. H. R. Hawies thus describes his playing: ''It was not piano playing; it was the whisper, the plant, the meditation of soul. All the technique, though absolutely perfect, and the touch beyond compare, were absolutely forgotten as he seemed to forget his fingers
 
 before him with expressive look and the kindling of quiet eye that things be- hind the veil could not see. The multi tude of little notes slipped in like the spray of fountain broken in the wind. Liszt ! seemed scarcely to heed them; they fell about him like magic; the noble face looked into ! the air, the soul far away in another world, l d world of buried regrets. The playing was like a gently swelling ripple that went yelling up the keyboard and ceased only ' flxaa 1norr CSJa ~e | twilight and ineffable rest" ''What busi ness have all we woodchoppers to play the ! piano-after Liszt" said Von Bulow.
 Going to court, it would seem, is rather \ an expensive outing, and ladies who ! desirous of often kissing the Queens hand had need to be well supplied with money. | An interesting peep behind the scenes was ! afforded to the general public by a case | tried in law court few days ago. The | case was simply that of a dressmaker su l ing for payment of her little bill, but dur | ing the hearing several curious things ! came to light. For instance, that a rich ! Englishwoman spends upon one court dress ! a sum that would keep modest family in ! comfort for twelve months; that fashionable dressmakers' profits are more than one hun dred per cent, and that when ladies go to the Ascot races it is not merely to look at the ! running, or even to be looked at ''I paid the ' dressmaker eight hundred dollars all at one time, ," said the heroine of the case. 'Some of the money got rom my nuSDanQ, put most of it at Ascot" Unfortunately not even the Ascot winnings sufficed when it came to satis- flying the demands of a dressmaker who had 1 knack of charging fancy prices, such as one thousand and fifty dollars for dress which had cost her four hundred and five dollars to make. Englishwomen are chuckling over a new victory they have gained. For year or more they have been fighting against crinolinettes, crinollnes and all the hoop family backed up by French dressmakers. The struggle was a severe one. From France they had been used to receive their instructions to what they were to put on, and until lately they had obeyed unquestioningly. However, the revival of the hideous crinoline was announced from Paris a thing of the near future and this was too much for them. A few sensible leaders of fashion in England made a stand against it, and have now the extreme satisfaction of seeing that they have prevailed, for not only have their own coun- trywomen copied them, but Paris has actual ly given up the struggle and crinoline is no more. This makes really the third triumph of the kind won by the danes of Britain for do they not uphold and cling to their neat little princess bonnets in preference to the 1 wonderful constructions which Paris milli- l ners send over to beguile them of their golda 1 Have they not also spurned from their feet that thing of horror, the high-heeled boot? Victories of this kind are as dear to the la lies as Waterloo to their forefathers Perhaps more so, for they did not require Butcher to take the hosts of Gaul Zen fanc." If French ladies are threatened to be the leaders of fashion no longer perhaps they will take their revenge by trying to beat their English sisters in the way of eccentric ity. What leads me to make this conclusion is the following announcements Madame Astie de Valsayre, the lady fencer, who called out and fought a duel with Miss Shel- by on the famous field of Waterloo because the latter had called her idiot, is evident ly prepared to go anywhere and do anything She was one of the first persons who offered themselves to be inoculated by M. Pasteur The Paris correspondent of the 'Da1ly iele- graph" now announces that this entsrprlslng French lady is in communication with Swedish doctor who, it is said, freezes peo- | pie into insensibiity and restores them to perfect health, strength and spirits after year or two Should Dr. Gradldbach, the | experimenter in question, refuse to freeze | the eccentric lady, she announces her ipten-
 tion to proceed, with her former antagonls',
 Miss Shelby, to help M de Brazza to civlllze | the Congo blacks MAX oRELL'
 Way out of the Dih1cu uity.