Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1897-06-04
A FIDDLER WANrs ID.
HE WAS FAMED AND AT DANCE MUSIC
 DID VERY WELL.

Fun and IHeoIic In Nrasl.out on tfe Ore
 gon Short -RaIiionaires ana Innal.
 grants Attend Danco snd Experience
 Musical surpriss.
 On St. FatTick's day, 1894, five through trains, bound teth to the east. ward and westward of the Oregon Snort Line Of the Union Pacific, were tied up at Glenns Ferry, Ida They had heen caught between two serious Washouts. cue at Pcoatello and the other at Indian Greek, three days before, and had to wait at Glenns Ferry for track repairs along the line before they could proceed. Glenns Ferry is bleak little railroad and sheep herders' town of 300 CT AGO inhabitants, situate on a sagebrush bluff overlooking the unspeakably dark and dreary Snake river.
 The five stalled trains carried GOO passengers of aS miscellaneous a charaa. ter as eould be gotten together at 3 carefully selected congress Of types. There were emigrants and millionaires: soldiers on the move; dainty women in palace cars and women bound for Creede and Cripple Creek i'll day coaches; min CTS who killed time during the wait ill shooting E1agpies eireling over the Snake river; Shoshone Indians travel. ing to the limits of their reservation: well behaved and quiet people, noisy and tumultuous people But all were stuck alike, and they made the best of it.
 Lines Of social demarcation were for the time erased. All hands mingled easily on the little station platform aud In the little station waiting room. The supply Of food OH the dining cars gave out the first day of the hitch, and every. body was fed, and well fed, tco, in the station eating room. They sat down at the tables ill relays and patiently awaited ther t7rGs.
 The railro&d employees and their wives were to give dance at the little town hall on St. Patrick night The switehman who had been customarilv employed to fiddle for them had been switched to another division. In quan dary, the dance committee toured the trains and station 10 ascertain if any of the stalled passengers happened to be carrying violin and was capable of producing music on it. h ore of the sleeping cars they came across Gn artistic looking man, with very long hair, a seraphie, oieegincus eounter0noe and exceedingly baggy clothes They were looking for a fiddler. they said Did he know Of any on the train? Well, he didn't know Gin ouhageously bad Eng lish) he played a little himself once in awhile, and had rather fair fiddle with him. The long haired man accent cd the fiddle" rather curiously. But the railroad men were overjoyed. Would he play for them to dance with their wives and eweethearts? Certainly Did be know danee music? Well, some.
 All of ths stalled passengers were in- vited to the dance, and they all went. A good many of them could not get in. The baggily clothed fiddler turned up in good timo. The pianist was waiting for him. Eo was the railroad dance committee, one Of the members If which slipped S3 in ore dollar bills into the fiddler's hand Gs payment in advance for thu evenings work. 1t was smiling , 1reman's wife, who played the piano, produced all old bethumbed violin and piano tune book and turned tu the Ian. cers. S5e told the fiddler, at the end Of the first dance, that he did pretty we'll, only ha went too fast. Then there was waltz. The fiddler was informed by his acoompanist that he WAS getting along flaely, and everybody Fl the room began to preck up his ears at tho sweet. ness ef the violin music, although the dances were common enough and tawdry enough.
 Another waltz-the Beautiful Blue Danute D All of the dancers on the floor siopped dead at tho first bar, and the u Iaveers with cultivated musical cars Hoved close 10 the piano. The pi. aIist ceased. She wished to listen. The violin music was miraculous. The play CT swnyed from side to side as he phras ed. He appeared to be oblivious of his surroundings. He improv1sed variations of inspiring tenderness. He out-Strauss. cd Strauss, His violin sang, throbbed with passion. When the last note died away, the people in the hall asapearod to be in dream-all but one.
 "M. Ysaye," said Charley Fair. the son of the late United States Senator Fair. stepping from the throng. wont you play that lively, rattling thing you gave us at the Bohemian club in San Francisco tho other night? It's beer running in my head ever since. ''
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