The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1895-04-27

Sauer plays with them this year, and
the great violinist, Joachim, comes over
from Berlin every winter to play here
also.
He was the bright particular star Of
the whole Ornament the other even-
ing, and played some of Brahms Hun-
garian dances like mad. 1t was like a
whole book of fairy tales with all the
brownies, kelpies and hobgoblins let
loose at once. The proverbial pin
could have been heard to drop for min.
utes after he had done, and the ap-
plause which brought him back to US
again ought certainly to have been flat
tering to q man like him, way past his
prime. 1t was magnificent.
Other Delightful Features.
The "Schumann Trio" as they ara
called by the piano lovers, Berwick,
Miss Eibenschutz and Miss Davies, all
three pupils of the distinguished Ma
dame Clara Schumann of Frankfort-on-
Main, played in duetto and trio, and
were a credit to their dear old teacher.
Dear, charming David Bispham sang
most beautifully, and Miss De We're
Sapio made another appearance. I saw
Mary Anderson Navarro and her hus-
band in the audience
Mary Anderson, by the way, very
often runs up to London to lay fresh
flowers on the grave of the great tra-
gedienne, Mrs Sarah Siddons, who is
buried in Paddington churchyard, very
near where / live. Only yesterday, as
1 passed the old church, I walked in
among the old gravestones and stood
awhile by the tomb of this actress, the
greatest, or one of the two greatest
tragediennes the world has ever known.
The old verger, with whom had al
ready made friends, came and talked
to me about the former glories of his
church and parish, now much poorer
| than it once was, he said. He showed
me the grave of Wilkie Collins father,
who is buried here, and took me to the
spot in the chancel of the old church
| where the painter Hogarth was mar
ried ever so many years before my
guide or was born. 1t was a very in
teresting morning indeed for me.
Impressions of st. PauPs.
I did st. Paurs cathedral not long
| ago, but what can 1 say about it? A
| description would be vain, and even
pictures and views of parts of this beau-
tiful place are unable to give one any
idea of its grandeur and sublimity. I
had been there before, last summer,
and, of course, it was not new to me,
but discovered things that had never
seen before, and all of them so beauti-
full that looking at them for days would
not begin to suffice. The Reredos and
altar are, of course, the most beautiful
pieces of work in marble that can be
imagined, and the choir and organ are
marvels of wood carvings, while the
dome of this awesome cathedral quite
takes away ones breath. What must
st. Peters at Rome be, if this, so much
smaller and less beautiful, is yet so
awe-inspiring, wonder! Still Thomas
| Carlyle is remembered to have said
that st. Paul's twas the only edifice
which struck him with proper sense
of grandeur" Sir Christopher Wren,
the architect Of this marble pile, lived to
a good old age, 80 years, and his chief de-
light, as an old man, was to be carried
once a year to look at his noble work.
His epitaph is in gold letters over the
north door, in Latin words, which in
forms the reader that "beneath is buried
Christopher Wren, the architect of this
church and city" and that if the reader
'seekest his monument, look around"
One does look around, as says the guide
! book, and the whole interior of the
cathedral, finer than the outside, seems
like a magnificent vault over his single
| body.
There are many notable statues in
the interior, chief among them being
Sir Joshua Reynolds, Lord Nelson, Gem
eral Picton, General Napier, Sir John
Goss and General Gordon. The Duke
of Wellington's monument occupies q
chapel in the south nave aisle, and the
tomb of this general, besides those OF
Lord Nelson and Sir Christopher Wren.
lie underneath in the crypt. 1t is in
this church also that the famous whis-
pering gallery is, underneath the dome
somewhere, I believe. 1t is reached by
260 steps and is circular gallery so
constructed acoustically that the faint
est whisper uttered on one side can be
distinctly heard on the other, a long
distance away, especially for whisper.
| do not think that 1t is open to sight
seers any more, even on payment of the
silver shilling, which little round coin
has come to be spoken of among tour
lists over here as "the open sesame"
The beadle whom 1 asked about it, as
sured me that he could not take visit
ors up under any consideration, so that
I presume it is closed.
| Sadie e. Kaiser.