The evening world., 1909-02-09
Collected. Manuscripts.


Collected Manuscripts.
"My father was an eccentr!, character
and n student-a musician and an astrol-
ger and a collector OF rare old manu-
scripts Of every description. During his
earlier days he bought and had given 10
him many manuscripts OF famous musI-
clans.
by the time I was three years old
had expressed fondness for the violin"
continued Mr.. Hartmann, land had even
commenced to play It little. My musi-
cal proclivitics pleased M father i'm
mensely. When | was eighteen he pre-
scented to me his collection of musicians
manuscripts treasured them greatly.
For several years they were locked up
IN an old Egyptian casket l added TO
them when l could, although ! did not
buy any manuscripts, l waited until
they were presented to me.
Now comes the strange part OF my
story" said Mr.. Hartmann. lowering
his voice. The Egyptian casket l al
ways kept near my bed. Often when l
slept dreamed that strange strains OF
music came from 1t. When l awoke
they would still be ringing In my ears.
They were the basis for many Of my
early compositions.
Il do not know what finally prompted
ne to destroy these manuscripts" Mr.,
Hartmann went on, dramatically. AN
overwhelming impulse came upon me,
and | tore them In shreds one day. !
seemed to be acting under a spell. /
took some mummy cloth that my father
had and made a pillow. Then | put the
tern fragments in It.
Never Misses a Nigh,
From that day to this my head has
rested upon that pillow every night.
Sometimes, with my ear close down
upon II, 1t seems to me that can feel
it throb like mighty heart. And al.
ways and forever the theme Of every
bar that have written has seemed to
arise from beneath my brain and float
out from my marvellous pillow.
My last composition is entitled Thus
Spake God, announced Mr.. Hart
mann, with almost painful modesty.
1T is not completed yet, My pillow
gave 1t to me but short time ago.
There will be people, suppose, who
will say that 1t is IN imitation OF Rich
ard Strauss Thus Spake Zarathustra,'
but It could not be. 1t could not be be-
rau | n m nf lob
ard strauss In my pillow,
Il did not care TO tell OF my pillow
because nobody will understandable Is,
nobody but real musician. | wanted
to wait until the four corners OF the
world knew my name, and then would
tell what the relics OF the great conf
posers had done for me.
See" said MIR. Hartmann, diverging
from the subject Of the pillow, my
Jaw Is crooked from caressing my violin
for SO many years.
mo, It is NOT the result OF an affair
of gallantry," he Numbered back TO the
interviewer's ribald suggestion. MY
violin Is my only love"
VloIinlst Gets a New Name.
Mrs. Aso-Neith Cochran. who Is the
leader or the new name-changing cult,
has added Hartmann to her list OF re-
cruits.
He had his old name OF Arthur
rubbed out and new one written In.
He Is now Japay Hartmann. He hasn't
lost violin since. as he did In january.
1907, when some one stole his 5000
Guarnerius while he was on train be-
tween Houston and Los Angeles.
Mr.. Hartmann admitted to-day that
he Is believer In the Aso. NeIth
doctrine. He says that he met Mrs,
Aso-Seith. as he calls Mrs. Cochran,
and she told him Of number OF
changes that would come into his life.
Every one OF them arrived In schedule
time. Prior TO that he had met her
daughter In Berlin. The daughter was
his pupil.
Mrs. Aso-Neith changed my name
for me and designed charm and sue.
cess soon came" he said.
MIR. Hartmann wears the charm now.
II Is a seven pointed star. II exerts a
powerful inf>>.nce on his affairs, he
says