The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1892-12-03

80 you gong to publish his
II would like to do SO, but he is
Old and has no reputation"
He will acquire reputation
once" ~'"''o''
What is his nameY"
thinner"
"zimmer9 Did you say thinner,
Where does he live2 Give me his
address! Quick! Quickw
Il don't know his address. He is
to come here tomorrow to take bacl,
his manuscript.
"Brandus, my dear friend, do me
q favor-a very great favor. Pub
hsh that manuscript, pay him ten
times what it is worth and charge
the money to me, but send the ex-
cellent fellow to see me. I would
give anything to see him."
Brandus promised to grant both
requests. I waited impatiently all
the next day to see thinner. He did
not come. waited the second day
months-years. thinner never nut
in an appearance.
l wps vexed at first, but afterward
l became resigned to my disappoint-
ment. I said to myself that after all
wise man ought to content himself
with a little; that these eight bars
had occupied a sufficient share of nv
life, and that ought not to give
further thought to the rest: that.
after all, it could not amount to
much since it had passed into OBJ
livion, and, thank heaven, the day
had gone by when there were I'M
known masterpieces.
In 1871 I went to Vienna to attend
the rehearsals of lies Brigands.
Vienna is fond of me and delights to
spoil me. am very proud of this.
and l never lose an opportunity to
confess it. Whenever I visit the
Austrian capital, my friends, who
are a legion, give me a most hospi-
table reception, and I am forced to
enjoy all the pleasures of that city,
which is the city Of pleasure par ex-
cellence.
One night, while we were return
ing from Die Neue Welt, which is
one of the most curious establish
ments in the world, our carriages
were brought to a standstill by a
mob which had assembled in front
of a fifth rate ballroom, frequented
by soldiers and suburban work1nen.
We thought at first the crowd had
been attracted by battle between
drunkards or conflict between
lovers, for man was lying on the
ground. DR.. Fallkner, who was one
of the party, leaped from the car
riage and went to see what was the
matter He was told that the ticket
taker of the ball had died suddenly.
DR.. Falkner examined the man on
the ground, and presently said:
HE is not dead, but is dying Of
Everybody tried to do something
for the poor ticket taker. He was
given glass of wine, and a collec-
ton was taken up for him. We con
tributed literally. The doctor prom
ised to call on the poor fellow in the
and asked his address. A
woman gave him a visiting card, and
going up to the carriage lamp the
doctor read aloud, "Rodolphe Zim-
mer, professor of music, Sterngasse,
2ss."
\ thinner" I exclaimed. II know
him Put him in the carriage. Quick.
[ will take charge of him.
We drove to the address on the
card. Zimmers room was on the
fifth floor. The door was opened,
and our hearts ached when we saw,
not in the room, but the hole in
which the poor fellow lived. Four
naked, solid walls, a little straw in
one corner, an earthenware jug, an
porringer, bit of soap
nothing else. Luckily we were in
what was called a furnished lodging
house," and the rooms on the first
1oor were almost decent. We had
poor thinner placed in the best of
hem. DR.. Falkner promised mo that
ae should be well taken care of.
A week or ten days afterward
servant announced to me, "Mr Ro-
lolphe thinner" At last had got
OF my waltz A tall, old
nan with a noble face entered
my room. Misfortune had cruelty
scratched his wrinkled cheeks with
1er claws. His eyes were gentle and
resigned. Long white locks fell on