The herald., 1895-08-11

7.year-old boy to transpose a four-part
fugue of Bach to key a third below
Oh heaven! Oh. heaven!
"Then there was Hugo, great in another
way. Hugo dwelt always on Olympus.
and, while he didn't object to the gods.
he was always Jupiter. One day l saw
him walking up Hauteville street. in
Guernsey with a waistcoat on his arm.
He was gong to bathe in the sea. 1t was
a scorching hot day. | caught up with
HIM and asked him what he was carry
ing that wais,coat for. He stopped and
looked at it. That waistcoat? Why. it's
too hot to wear it, and | don't want the
inha bitants of Guernsey to think
haven't got a waistcoat.' As we walked
on we tell to talking of personal matters,
and finally said: Why is it that Charles.
(his son.. who is so wonderfully endowed
With an artistic nature, can't seem to
show any results?
The great Jupiter stopped again. and
answered solemnly, in his beautiful
voice: My dear Remenyi, when Charles
was born e fay stood at his cradle, who
endowed Iim with every talent imagina-
BILE, except that of knowing how to use
them
'For seven years I lived from four to
six months OF every year in Hugo's home.
His attitude toward women was one of
the most remarkable things about him.
His chivalry was organic. 1t was so to
Tue very WDlDdu WllU WdsLttl HIS ClOlEto
and scrubbed his floor. He ALWAYS re-
minded me of the anecdote told of Seych-
elles, state secretary of Louis XIV. HIS
courtesy to women was appalling. One
day poor woman applied to him for
favor. He answered her: Madame. if
this thing is possible, II is already done !.
II it is posi- ole it shall be done. "
Tell us some experiences nf your own.
Rcmenyi."A man at the table recalled a
concert given by Remenyi in Brooklyn
long ago, and related an impression of his
at the time.
You were playing something that in
volved high tril. The audience was
breathlessly attentive and thought |
perceived that you bad ceased 10 play
when the sound had become intinitesimal;
| thought our senses were deceived by
mechanical trick of still moving the
hands. and thus tying to make us be-
lieve that you were attaining the impos-
sibe-making us hear what had become
too delicate to be longer heard
"No, no. " said Remenyl." but that re-
minds me of tha most beautiful criticism
ever permitted q man to know. | was
playing in Normal. Oklahoma = there
where is the nucleus of the university.
The audience was an eastern audience,
aIshough we were in the far west; | was
atsted with the conditions, and was
having almost well enough to SUIT my
self | was playing the Chopin concert
in L fiat. 1t goes down, down. down
Morendo, morendo. morendo! Suddenly
an interruption 1t disconnected me. and
| stopped and like q stupid fool, scOwled
il-tem pcredly. found that | had been
stopped by the sweetest voice, raised in
the sweetest compliment a player5 ever
had A little baby voice had said, when
the sound of the violin bad become al
most too faint to be hearl, Mamma. that
is pretty !ittler - He gave hitch to
his old Jersey coat and went on
Once on a time. when L did not know
the eccentricities of the English language
as do now. l gave concert in Grand
Rapids Mich. In the morning, at the
station, newsboy came up with papers.
bought one; a queer. provincial l-looking
antique. | read: The tenor
solo was well rendered wasn't any
tenor s1lo. 'The duet was very COM
mendably done'-there wasn't any duet.
AT last Remenyi waddled on the stage.
He was Il hcmely little man, who wad
died like duck. But sakcs alive, how
he played the tddle!' Now | knew that
that meant something plimentarr.
but my knowledge Of English slang was
limited. | understood the Legitimate ex-
pressions pretty well. but | could not
identify the classic 'sakes alive l knew
that il meant something nice. so | turned
to a gentleman and showed it to him. |
said, That means something good, don't
it?' He said, Well. should smoker.
"What about the musicians of today?''
you mean Ysaye-Pade4ewski? What