The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1891-04-27
BOSTON PEN PICTURES.
WHAT TIE GIRLS IN THE CON-
SERVATORY ARE DOING.
Literature and Art Are the Attractions

OF S5ms Sides of Boston Life-some
Notable Lectures and Other Things
Of Interest.
BosroN, MASS. April 24.-Bsston is be-
ginning to look beautiful at last. The
square in front of the conservatory is EN-
erald with young grass. and, although the
trees are still gray, they ere beginning to
look feathery in the sunlight, with the
tiniest Of downy yellow leaves or leaf buds.
In few weeks all the spring foliage will be
out and the new spring wraps will not look
so chilly.
The conservatory entrance is draped with
mourning on account Of DIR. Tourjes's death,
which took place last week. He had been
in very bad health for year or more and,
although living with his family in the
Davis House" ian extension of the conserv-
story building, be took no active part
| in the direction of affairs. We
only caught fglimpses Of him now
and then as he was carried past in his
wheeled chair, and TO those who knew and
| loved him as the energetic. benevolent di-
| rector OF this immense conservatory, the
| sight must have been painful one. He
was a man whom every one loved and
| revered, and his memory will be kept green
| IN many grateful hearts in every state In the
union. There was an exquisite display of
| flowers at the funeral. one huge bunch of
roses being sent by Mime. Nordica, who
| cabled the order as soon as she received the
news of his death. She was for years a
conser vatory student, and the thought of
her is an incentive to many an ambitious
| girl studying here now. For the week fol-
| lowing DR.. Tourjee's death the bulletin
| boards in the halls and in the elevators were
bare, and one in the main entrance draped
| in black
No recitals, of course, and for two days,
| Monday and Tuesday, no lessons or prac-
ticing Of any:Bind. 1t was very solemn and
! very appropriate when one knows that the
| good doctor was the founder and mainstay
of the largest conservatory in the world.
This week, however, business began
again, as it is the opening of the last term.
There is always great hurry and hustle
| registering" Much standing in line be-
| fore the registrar and giving an account of
| yourself before following the procession to
the cashiers window, and thence to another
| window to have the final touches put on
and trot away breathless aud relieved,
armed with the term CARD and the "card
OF introduction" to your several teachers.
THE EXAMINATIONS.
There have been good many examina-
| tions lately in such cheerful studies as
| theory, harmony and musical history, and
| frantically behind doors bearing the legend,
Positively no admittance to anybody. I'm
| study ing," written in fine bold writing and
calculated to strike admonition and terror to
the hearts of the lazy ones who on "pleas-
ure bent" go to return calls. The terrible
three hours of agony over with, the afore-
| said students while waiting the verdict of
the examiners, plunge into frivolity to
| stltie the pangs Of apprehension, attend
| spreads and renew their Vigor at matt
i nees and art exhibitions.
Next Saturday the twenty fourth and
| last symphony concert takes place at Music
| hall, and from the immense crowds that
have attended the concerts, should ina
| CINE they will be missed very much. | was
rather surprised last Saturday evening that
the only encore demanded was of gavotte.
| Truly, IL would seem that cultured"
| audiences, as we'll as others, prefer "some-
thing that has a tune to it," and that sets
the pulse and feet going, besides. fan
cied an encore would be begged of an ex-
quisite prelude by Bach that was played so
| beautifully by the incompatible orchestra
it put one to dreaming Of all delights. But
no, the audience preferred his gavotte, full
Of the blare of trumpet S, the crash of drums,
J the swing of the dance; with its martial
| rhythm and accent as of spurred heel and
flashing STEEL 1t was very lovely, but it
was not half as aesthetic as the prelude or
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was the soloist. | do not think she had
sung before in Boston. She seemed to be
afflicted with the fad that has seized so
many vocalists lately-the incessant use of
the vibrats or tremols, that always suggests
an effort to disguise a poor voice, false
ear, or a bad method. and which is so try
ing to the ears of the hearers.
The symphony of the week before was a
| Wagner one, and some of the selections were
more beautiful than l imagined music
| could be. The funeral march from "Die
| Goetterdaemmerung' should be played
whenever great man dies, for in it "we
| recognize music which tells of the death of
| a demi-god and his deeds. 1t is grief mixed
with pride at the proves of the dead. We
feel the excitement that fills the hearts of
strong men bearing the corpse of a hero,
and with theirs our own hood leaps through
its veins the faster, as it is stirred by the
vehement rhythm of that most thrilling of
all orchestral TUFTS"
WHEN BOSTON GOES WALKING.
think the whole of Boston goes walking
| every afternoon and evening. The stores on
Washington street. and on the streets
| crossing it-Temple Place, Winter West,
and so on-are always crowded with a
hurrying, pushing, smileless throng of
women too intent on bargains" to talk and
laugh No chance now to loiter along and
pause to fatten noses against the panes of
| some seductive window filled with bOnuets
or bric-a-brac. You are jostled, pushed
aside, almost trampled on, until you seek
refuge in a car where all the men sit down
and all the women stand up-a reversal OF
custom that is rather "rillng" to southern
blood. But there seems no help for it.
would not mind if the meA looked weary
and WORKOUT. but they are the healthiest
specimen of their sex imaginable; rosy
round and lazy 1t is a sight to make
angels weep to see one of them clinging
pitifully to a strap that threatens to break
in his grasp while the conductor roars out
"Mcve up on the left"-or the right, as the
case may be. The moving up accomplished,
a space large enough to accommodate
a 3-year-old child is revealed. He sits
down! His unhappy victims, often women
!, squirm and grow red in the face, or do as |
, did few days ago, rise with crushing
hauteur and grab strap, standing on tip
toe to reach it. This touc ing rebuke doesn't
Craze the hardened offender. He fills up the
vacated place with sigh of comfortable
ease and tries to airr with a girl across the
aisle. Speaking of moving up" when the
seats are overcrowded reminds me of one
poor individual who exclaimed to the con-
ductor's roar: II KANT! Never could ride
on hoSsback :"
Now is the harvest season of 'studio-
| OttarSN and tsUallary-nraply lo,,t ha fun