Semi=weekly graphic., 1897-01-16
A FIDDLER WANTED.
HE WAS FAMED AND AT DANCE MUSIC
 DID VERY WELL.

Fun and EroHo In g weshout on the oTe- gon short Eino-aIillionaires and Immi-
 grants Attend Dance and Experience
 a Musical Surprise.
 On St. Patrioks day, 1804 five l through trains, bound both to the east ward and westward of the Oregon Short Limo of the Union Pacific, were tied up at GIenns Ferry, Ida They had been caught between two serious washouts, one at Pocatello and the other at Indian Greek, threo days before, and had to wait at Gienns Ferry for track repairs along tho line before they could proceed Glenns Ferry Is bleak little railroad and sheep horders' town of 300 or 400 inhabitants, situate on o sagebrush bluR overlooking the unspeakably dark and dreary Snake river
 The Ave stalled trains carried GOO passengers of as miscellaneous ohaTao- ter as could bo gotten together at a carefully selected congress of types There were emigrants and millionaiTes; soldiers on tho move; dainty women In palace ears and women bound for Creede and Cripple Creek In day coaches; min CTS who killed time during the wait in shooting magpies circling over the Snake river; Shoshone Indians travel ina to the limits of their reservation; we'll behaved and quiet people, noisy and tumuituous people, But all were stuck alike, and they made the best of It.
 Lines of social demarcatiou were for the time erased All hands mingled easily on the little station platform and in tho little station waiting room. The supply of food on tho dining cars gave out tho first day of tho hitch, and every body was fed. and well fed, too. in the 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 0 dance at the little town hall on St Patrick'a night The switchman who had been oustomarily employed to fiddle for them had been switched to another division In quan- diary. the dance committee toured the trains and station to ascertain if any of tho stalled passengers happened to be carrying a violin and was capable of producing music on it In one of the sleeping cars they came across an artistic looking man, with very long haiE, 8 seraphic, o4eaginous cOuntenanee and exceedingly baggy clothes They were looking for fiddler, they said. Did he know of any on the trainP Well, he didn' know Gin outrageously bad Eng lish); he played little himself once in awhile, and had rather fair fiddle with him. The long haired man accent ed tho fiddle" rather curiously. But the railroad men were overjoyed Would be play for them to dance with their wives and sweetheartsP Certainlyl Did ho know dance musie2 Well. some
 All of tbe stalled passengers were in- vited to tho dance, and they all went. A good many of them could not get in. The baggily clothed fiddler turned up in good time. Tho pianist was waiting for him. So was the railroad dance committee. oneof tho members of which slipped $9 in ono dollar bills into the fiddler's hand as payment in advance for the evening'e work. It was smiling iy accepted. The dance began. The freman's wife who played the piano. produced an old bethumbed violin and piano tune book and turned to the lan- cers- She told tho fiddler, as Che end of the first dance, thnt he did pretty we'll only ho went too fast Then there was Q waltz The fiddler was informed by his accompanist that he was getting along finely, and everybody in the room began to prick up his ears at the sweet ness of the violin music, although the dances Wero common enough and tawdry enough
 Another waltz-the Beautiful Blue Danube All of the dancers on the floor stopped dead Gt the first bar, and tho travellers with cultivated musical ears moved close to the piano The pi- aIiist ceased. She wished to listen. The violin music was miraculous The play CT swayed from side to side as he phras- ed. He appeared to be oblivious of his surroundings flo 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 hail appeared to be in dream-All but one
 'M. Ysaye, said Charley Fair. the son of tho late United States Senator Pair, stepping from the throng won f you play that lively, rattling thing you gave us at the Bohemian club in San Francisco tho other night? It's been running in my head ever since,
 M. Ysaye played Berlio9's ''Pizzi- cato" as he perhaps never played it bo- fore, W Washington Star,
 The Du rTaurieF Woman
 In CD articlo which the late Mir, Du Maurier wrote some years ago for The