The San Francisco call., 1906-03-25

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cigar to it, clasped his slender
fingers about his slender knees.
His watch must have registered long
moment before he spoke again. And,
when he did speak, ii was as If he had
been listening to the voice of his own
artist-soul.
No: it is not true that all has been
said in musie-all the highest things,
that is. The human spirit is not lin
tied. The soul never stands still. Al
ways there is some new beautiful idea
TO discover. 1t will not be the same
idea, in the same key. There is one
Wagner, only one. He is by himself;
no one can 90 any further in Wagner's
way. But there are other ways. a man
shall arise as great as Wagner, but he
will be different. 1t will be another
language that he shall speak"
VIII be build upon Wagner"
asked.
No, he cannot" Kubelik decided.
Music must go on in the way of Beeth-
oven" He drew upon his knee then a
central sun, Beethoven, with one ray,
Wagner, and other rays, Chopin, Schu-
mann. You see. there is very much
room. Here to start. One may not go
farther, but to go as far from Beethoven
as Wagner in some other beautiful way,
it is enough"
That all music is founded upon the
folk-song, of course" ne went on to
then. or. subtly here IF not upon the
songs, upon the spirit of them That
Sauret had said with others) that the
American national music would have
the native Indian and negro themes for
basis. I modestly mentioned. 1 must
own that Kubelik looked. not incredu-
lous, but as if there were even nothing TO
disbelieVe, concerning American musici
Perhaps il was because he was follow
ing up the European folk-song product,
for he exclaimed: "Tschaikowsky, there
now, 1 know of no one through whom
the Slav spirit speaks more distinctly
mate product of national spirit"
He used our themes 1 reminded, for
his New World symphony. But where
does the folk-song come from Mr.. Kube-
lik?"
"Ah, that is what one cannot know"
the violinist said. Music is apart from
everything. Here is the world, here is
music. Your poem-it is made from
what one suffers and joys In your paint
ing the same. Music has nothing to do
with the brain. 1t is over the heart. it
is, 1t is'-but Mr.. Kubeliks fluent Eng
lish failed him here for the first time.
Mr.. Gorlitz. beaming upon his wonder
youth. fell into the breach. Music is
KUbellk gratefully gave me. "the sixth
sense, the pleasure Of it not in the ear
in the soul-ach Words are foolish
About Sevcik-"Chefchik," if you
please-I asked then, the wonderful
teacher Of Kubelik.
''Ach,' Gorlitz leaned over to me with,
HE got 1t all from Kubelik"
NO. no. Kubelik protested distress
fully
He always says no." Gorlitz inter
rupted.
But Kubelik still protested and told
me that Sevcik, debarred by nervous
ness from public appearances, conse-
quent upon an uncertainty of technique
(and also upon an unprepossessing ex-
terior) had spent twenty years upon
formulating a violin method.
He thought he was not man for
the public, and he began to think of a
method that could make the artist play
anything" Kubelik said. "And he can
do that He can put you on the pedes-
tai"
But he cannot make great man of
you" Gorlitz insisted. 'Sevcik has many
pupils-but only one Kubelik."
Kocian plays very we'll" teased
Mr.. Gorlitz with.
But" said Kubelik's champion, 'he
appeared three years too soon. He plays
well, true, but he is not a master"
Who were the masters? we had then.
with many bouquets from Kubelik for
Kreisler, Legitimate successor of
Ysaye," for Sauret, for Ysaye himself.
But the ladies have settled all that,
haven't they?" 1 asked. They have
settled that there is only one fiddler,
and his name is Kubelik."
Brutally and briefly Mr.. Gorlitz
dubbed the demonstrations that have
followed the young Bohemian Hys-
teria"
But I asked the violinist what he
thought about it, whether 1t was not
that women really enjoyed his music
more and were not afraid to show it?
Mr.. Gorlitz, the urbane Mr.. Gorlitz,
said something that sounded very like a
genial "bosh." He ought to know. He
promoted Paderewski for nine years
and told me how the helpless pianist
was kissed bind by Sentimental old
ladies'"
But Kubelik smiled. He said:
L think women do like music better
than most men. And if they must say
so that way it is no hurt. like not to
play. / tell you, Tor an audience all of
men. But do like to play for an audi
ence all of women-the-the-" Kube-
lik spread expressive fingers in the air
Atmosphere" supplied Mr.. Gorlitz.
"Ah, the atmosphere, 1t is more sym
pathetic" ne finished. IF they must