The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1899-07-12
PADEREWSKrS ROMANCE
AFTER NINETEEN YEARS A WIDOW.
Err HE WEEDS BARONESS RosEN.
Touching story OF His First Love with
Wealthy Roumanfan Giri-Wife
His Real Inspiration.
New York Telegraph.

New York Telegraph.
Admirers of Paderewsk In this city viii
be pleased TO hear that he has been married
TO baroness of his own country. News OF
the marriage was conveyed to the public
prints by means of an engraved announce
nent sent out by the eminent pianist him.
self which reads as follows:
Mr.. l. ]. Pederewski and Nine. Helene,
baroness of Rosen. have the honor to an
nounce 10 you their marriage. which was
celebrated on May 81. 1899. at the Church OF
st. Esprit, I'm Warsaw"
Many times the story Of his marriage has
been told, but Paderewski invariably de-
MED it. What was his reason no one knew.
His repeated denials finally convinced the
public that he still remained true TO the
memory Of his first wife. Once. when ques-
toned as to why he had never remarked.
he answered, with that exaggerated poesy
often affected by genius:
why should I marry? I, who have a
wife there?" and he pointed to heaven.
There? She is here. She is with me al
ways I would die IL 1t were not for her
presence"
Recently a writer, in describing Paderew-
skis courtship. said:
1t was twenty years ago that Ignacs
made tour through Russia, Siberia. Servia
and Roumaaia- He played to small audi
ences at reduced rates Most of his hear
listened DULY. A few caught the whis-
per OF the angel of genius when the boy
pianist touched the keys. They were men
and women who listened with their souls.
for their ears noted many imperfections In
the musicians art.
One Of the few who listened and heard
the angel note was girl of seventeen. She
was Rose Hassal. the daughter of a
wealthy Roumanian. II was said there
was noble blood in her veins. She was q
girl in form and face and manner, but a
woman's soul. mature and loving, looked
from her eyes. She was beautiful because
Of that look. She had the divine gift OF
sympathy. The Roumanian village folk
said that God had touched her with His
finger at her birth and put that tender
smile upon her lips and in her eyes
Ignace Pederewski, from the rude plat
form Of the village hall. saw that tender.
unconscious smile. He felt the girlish eyes
with their depths of unfathomed tender
ness upon him. Under their spell he played
as he had never played before. She and her
father thanked him for the music. He
bowed low to the father and looked into her
eyes and was mute. The father frowned.
The girl blushed and her eyes fell
Ignace Paderewsk went back to the Rou-
manian village three months later. He told
the owner CT the eyes that he could never
play again without their presence and their
inspiration. She confessed she had thought
often OF the player and his music. She loved
all the world, but she loved him most OF
all. So when the Roumanian had talked
loudly about rank and fortune and angrily
about 'pauper musicians" he did so TO
less less, than no purpose I, the next morning n
the village priest, and the rich Roumanian's
daughter and the 'pauper musician" left
the village and walked away hand In hand
into their new world, a world that held
much pain and poverty but more happi-
The young husband and wife Travelled to-
gether on his concert tours in Russian and
Polish villages. Sometimes she turned his
music. Oftener she sat near him, near
those beautiful eyes with a deeper tender
ness In them than when he had seen them
first in the Roumanian village.
When Paderewsh and his wife were not
travelling they lived in his birthplace. the
Russian-Polish village of Podolia- Here he
ing that she be near him while he practiced.
and would not obey his will II She were
the household machinery must be stopped
for him. obeyed. She sat near him and
sewed until she was weary. while he played
sweeter and the touch more divine.
Sometimes the playing stopped. with. a
crash. for the. wife had snatched his
fingers from the keys and kissed them
and baptized them with rain OF happy
tears. Then the music would be forgot
ten while these two fond. foolish young
persons cried in each others arms. Re-
member that she was not yet eighteen
.Ah! Ny Tsnacei" She would say. You
shall be rich and famous. But what
shall ! do n,, then? My heart cannot hold
piano. but little else. Her father would
Much privation can be endured in health.
But the wife OF Paderewski was not
strong. She had been used to luxuries un-
known in Podolia- She missed them. but
| sigh. When her husband saw the tired
drocp Of her lips he made the birds in the
piano sing, and the brook In the piano
| ripple, and the flowers in the plano bloom.
| and the sun In the piano shine, and she
| forgot.
peasants playing reached warsaw. a M
| whiskers and hair and thoughtful blue
| eyes. went down to hear.
| He went to the little cottage and list
| ened outside at the door. His grave eyes
| frightened. '.Schoen!' Schoen!' he said.
| He was so pleased that he quite forgot
/ to knock. He pushed open the door Inc
| husbands hand, and he was stroking her
| hair.
| child husband and wife started.
| eve want you at the Warsaw Conserva-
tory" said the man with the bristling hair.
His career began then and his fame grew
\ for a few months later the young wife died.
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