The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1888-03-17
ECCENTRIC HANS Won BULow.
The Famous German Musician Now
Playing the Part of Lady-Killer.

Inc FAMOUS Germs an musician Now
Playing the Part of a Lady-Kller.
From, adolf Houssoyes Paris Letter.
DR.. Hans Won Bulow, the famous Ger
man musician, is, 1 suppose, we'll remem-
bered in America. While unquestionably
a very great musician, he has made himself
unenviablv notorious by his mad outbursts
of temper and other eccentricities Indeed,
for years past the public has come to ex-
pect, as a matter of course, some sensa-
tiCnal scene whenever he appears before
them. Lat terly be has been playing the
part of a lady-killer. Though his head is
bald and his face wrinkled with age
he ogles and smirks at every pretty
woman in the audience, blows
kisses from his finger-tips, and when
ever he speaks in public fails not to declare,
with his hand on his heart, that all the in
spiration of his playing comes from the
love-litten eyes of the objects of his adora-
ton. Such conduct does not increase ones
admiration of him. But there was an Incl
dent of another kind at Berlin the other
evening which has won for him great praise
and which makes the public forget every
fault of which he has ever been guilty. 1t
was at one of the great Philharmonic con-
certs. There was an unusually large and
brilliant audience, including several royal
the programme was the solo violin playing
of young lady who is known as a rarely
gifted artist. The early part of the pro-
gramme was executed, but when it came
time for the violinist to appear the an
nouncement was made that she had been
suddenly AIKEN i'll and could not appear As
half the audience had come for the express
purpose of hearing her, the disap-
pointment was great. A muir
e al ~
through the house Then an elderly gentle
man, who had been sitting unnoticed in a
parquet seat, arose aud made his way to-
wards the stage. At first he was not recog-
nizej, and every one looked to see what he
was about. Then some one exclaimed,
"Why, its Won Bulow.o and the entire au-
dience burst into applause, though without
knowing why. No one had any idea what
he was Going to do. Most of them expected
that he would make a violent scene Of some
sort. But he strobe on towards the stage,
waving one hand above his mead aud blow
ing kisses to the ladies from the other
Reaching the stage he looked deprecatingly
downward at his clothes. He was not in
evening costume, but wore a short round
about sack coat or jacket. He lifted the
short skirts Of this with his hands,
shrugged his shoulders deprecat-
inglv, and then, without word, sat
GOWN at lilb plduO. ub duulcuCe was
quiet. The musicians IN the orchestra laid
down their Instruments Then no began.
The piece cho en- was a great concert of
Beethoven. For threc-quarters Of an hour
he played as one inspired. Twas remarked
that no one ever heard him play 80 well be-
fore. Some declared that neither List nor
Rubinsteln had ever surpassed it, Certain
Iv. il more than atoned for the absence of the
violinist. The great concerto ended, he
rose and hurried unceremoniously from the
stage back to his seat in the parquet, while
the mouse literally trembed with applause.
He sat down, and looked about as though
expecting the orchestra to go on with the
remainder of the programme. But, no.
The conductor rose, looked about, and ex-
claimed; after the master has spoken what
more is there to be saidF' And the concert
was ended.