The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-12-03

he read the beginning Of one of Sherlock
Holmes adventures with the King of Bo-
hemia and stopped right in the most in
teresting part. I think the voiceIess wall
of woe that went up from the audience
must have tickled him, for he
told US gently that we could
get the book ana finish the story for our
selves. Then he read the Opening of the
Bags Che pronounced it "begs') from the
refugees, and selec ions from various
other books. which we enjoyed very
much. We found a strong, icy wind
waiting to blow us home outside; and 1t
htted US OF our feet and cooked our hats
down over our ears and blew our
capes over our hats and turned us around
ike fly fans in August. Breathless and
painting we fought our way into a car. af-
ter waiting for ten minutes. 1 clapped
my hand into my convenient cape pocket
for my purse. Too convenient by half
1t was gonei My first experience with the
hght-nngered gentry of Boston crowds
NO more cape pockets for me- They are
the invention of the evil one. The manu-
taeturers and the Artful Dodgers are in
collision.
had good chance to compare Scotch
accents lately, for at a meeting of the
Hyperion n. E. c. Literary Society Mr.
Charlton Black read a paper on j. NJ.
Barrie. The two men were at Edinburgh
University together about sixteen years
ago. Mr.. Black told us, and Barrie was
a quiet enough fellow. not over fond of
his books either. and not giving any
special promise of his present greatness.
He has put himself into several Of his
books, at least from what Mr.. Black
said, the experiences of Angus in when
Mans Single" were all of
them drawn from his own experience
when writing on newspapers in London.
And the Little Minister had a prototype
in classmate, beautiful in face and
character, who was to have married Bar
rie's sister. He had when only 20 or q
a lonely country parish, and called to at
tend a dying shepherd on a stormy night,
was found the next day dead, frozen TO
death, in glen. The picture Mr.. Black
drew of the privations of student life in
Edinburgh University made one think
of Alec Forbes in George McDonald's
vivid novel. He also told US that the will
ingness to undergo such privations, even
to the extent of dying of starvation. was
one of the traits that make Scotchmen
the finest men in the world"
For my part 1 think it goes to prove the
ingrained obstinacy of the Scottish char
acter. do believe if the university was
conducted on American principles the
students wouldn't, go for fear they
couldn't starve.
We may be poor in traditions, but we
are rich in common sense, and / think
that proves among other things that
American men are the finest in the
world" We had an Entertaining recital
on Thursday evening given by students
of the advanced classes. The second
number consisted Of selections from Schu-
mans Fantasia Stucke, op. u, for piano.
| forte, played with fine technique taste
and feeling by Miss Marion Smart of Sa-
vannah. To play before Sleeper Hall
audience is always trying; critical stu
dents in the balcony and musical people
from outside professional critics and
members of the faculty in the body of tho
| hall. 1t is somewhat of an ordeal, but
Miss Smart has modest composure that
| enlists the appreciation of her audience
and a style of performance that disarms
their criticism. She was beautifully and
appropriately dressed in a white hlmy
gown, and is a very graceful figure at
the piano. The first number of the pro-
gramme was the Grand Choeur in f fiat
by Guilmant for organ. 1t was played
by Mr.. Charles Lamar of Portland, Me-, a
pathetic figure, STOPPING, with a
outstretched to feel along the
wall to gain the organ-seat, because the
player is blind. Poor fellow, but how we'll
he plays, and how the entire conservatory
sympathizes with him. 1t is really wonder
full the way in which he can manage an
organ-the one in the hall is a three
manual and not particularly new, but
the various banks of keys. the stops and
the pedals do not seem to trouble him.
His pedalling is remarkable in the rapid
passages, and his touch is the true organ
onei his long fingers sink into the keys
and he plays with power and delicacy.
His music seems to console him for his
great affection. We have composers, too.
in our midst. The third and fourth num-
bers of the recital were by members of
the composition class. The first, Canon
for Soprano and Tenor the accompani-
ment played by the composer himself, Mr..
Maxim, a boyish-looking young fellow.
think he is related to Maxim of gun and
air-ship fame. The next was an etude and
nocturne for pianoforte, composed by a
young Pennsylvania and charmingly
played by young lady from Nova Scotia
Miss Dean of Illinois came last with the
Chopin nocturne in D-ftat and valse in A
fiat, but the crowded room was getting
too warm and 1 came away just as she
came on the stage
Mr. Elson's last lectures on orchestral
instruments have been most interesting,
the one on the harp especially, as Mr..
Schneider of the symphony orchestra
came with his magnificent blue and gold
concert harp and played three dream-like
selections The lecture on the flute and
oboe was illustrated by Messrs. Heindl
and Sautet of the orchestra, both OF whom
play most artistically, of course. The Sc
lections for oboe displayed Monsieur
Sautet's virtuosity and the two widely
differing tone-colors of the instrument
the first being tender and pathetic, the
second bright with rustic mirth and jol-
lily.
We enjoyed the New England Thanks
giving, when turkeys are sacrificed on
the altar of patriotism. Mr.. Phillips, our
steward always spreads generous table
"a gfrt
dents who are not invited out" console
thamsnl,.ns NTH the refection that the