Semi=weekly graphic., 1897-03-17
A FIDDLER WANTED
HE WAS FAMED AND AT DANCE Mus,c
 DID VERY WELL.

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 gon Short Lino-MnliOnaires and 1,ass,
 grants Attend Dance and Experienss
 8 Musical Surprise.
 On St. Patrick's day, 1894 A.. through trains, bound both to the aass sss ward and westward of the Oregon shos. I,,S'. Line of tho Union Pacific, were tied Y at Glenns Ferry, Ida. They had baap sp caught between two serious washonsa one at Pocatello and the other at Tna;aa' Greek, three days before, and had ta wait at Glenns Ferry for track rens;Ss along the line before they could proceed oss,s' Glenns Ferry is a bleak little railsoaa and sheep herders town of 300 or dne inhabitants, situate on saoehrnss bluff overlooking the unspeakablv dasL and dreary Snake river.
 Tho five stalled trains carried eoo passengers of as miscellaneous q obarao' ter as eoald be gotten together at carefully selected congress of tynes There were emigrants and millionairas soldiers on the move; dainty women ;n palace cars and women bound for Creede and Cripple Creek in day coaches: min. CTS who killed time during the wait in shooting magpies eircling over tbo Snake river; Shoshone Indians travel. ing to the limits of their reservation. well behaved and quiet people, noisy and tumultuouH people. But all were stuck alike, and they made the best of if
 Lines of social demarcation were for the time erased. All hands minalea easily on the little station platform and ill tho little station waiting room. m, supply of food on the dining cars gave out the first day of the hitch, and eyery. body was fed, and well fed, too, in tha station eating room. They sat down at the tables in relays and patiently awaited their turns
 The railroad employees and their wives were to give dance at the little town hall on St. Patrick's night, The switehman who had been oustomarilv employed to fiddle for them had been switched to anather division. In D ouan. dary, the dass Ceau ittee toured the trains and station to ascertain if any of the stalled passengers happened to be carrying Q violin and was canable of producing music on it. h one of the sleeping oars they came across an artistic looking man, with very long hair. seraphie, oleaginous eountenanoe and exceedingly baggy clothes. They were looking for fiddler. they said. Did he know of any on the train? Well, he didn't know Gin outrageously bad Eng lish) he played little himself once in awhile, and had rather fair fiddle with him. The long haired man aecent- ed the fiddle" rather curioualy. But herailroad men were overjoyed. Would he play for them to dance with their wivos and sweethearta? Certainlyl Did he know dance music? Well, some.
 All of tho stalled passengers were in- yited to the dance. and they all went. A good many of them could not get in The baggily clothed fiddler turned up in good time, The pianist was waiting for him. So was the railroad dance committee, one of the members of which slipped Sa in one dollar bills into the fiddler's hand as payment in advance for tha evenings work. It was smiling y accepted. The dance began. The fireman's wife, who played tho piano, produced an old bethumbed violin and piano tune book and turned to the Ian cers. She told the fiddler, at the end of the first dance, that he did pretty well, only he went too fast. Then there was a waltz The fiddler was informed by his aecOmpanist that he was getting along faely, and everybody in the room began to prick up his ears at the sweet ness c& the violin music, although tho dances were common enough and tawdry enough
 Another waltz-the Beautiful Blue Danube All of the dancers on the floor stopped dead at the first bar, and the travellers with cultivated musical ears moved close to the piano. The pi- enist ceased. Sho wished to listen. The violin music was miraculous. The play. CT swhyod from side to side as he phras- ed. flo appeared to be obliyious of his surroundings. He improvlsed variations of inspiring tenderness. He out-Strauss- cd Strauss. His violin sang, throbbed with passion. When the last note died away, the people in tho hall appeared to be in dream--alI but one.
 II. Ysaye, said Charley Fair. the son of the late United States Senator Fair, stepping from the throng. wont you play that lively, rattling thing yon gave us at tho Bohemian club in San Franejsao the other night? It's beer running in my head ever since.
 H. Ysayo played Berlioz's "Pizzis oato' as he perhaps never played it be- fore. -- Washington Star.