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New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1912-11-17
AN UNAPPREciATED WARNING

"Che cosa ce?" snapped the mighty
Leon. which means, What do you say;
and hurriedly pocketing my altruisuc
, sympathies for his bodily welfare l con-
| tinued my questions.
Would you mind explaining how inuch
heart and how much intellect are requlreu
In conjunction to produce the great COM
poser?" ] ventured. for not possessing
sound musical education myself and nav
ing once been told by musical zealot
friend of mine that music was the least
brainy Of arts on account OF Its emouohaI
appeal-for In the creation of harmonleS
one need not necessarily lnger "itilih
any given intellectual radius for inspira-
toni was naturally curious to see now
closely my friends views conceded with
Leoncavallo's recipe for greatness. Per
sona:ly, / can read a book or look at
picture, and so can YOU my dears. and
experience the highest mental pleasure
but when one hears the band strike UP
pixie Land" or Chopins Funeral
March" one could Just laugh or weep; al
least that's how your Aunt Kate feeis
| about IT,
explained all this TO the Maestro
through his human gramophone. much 20
his interest, though my horror grew as
realized the apparent rudeness OF the oo-
servation. However. he took 1t all quite
good naturally. and l breathed again.
IT think the heart is a most important
item" volunteered His Composership. TOT
feeling is the greatest propelins power
toward the working out OF muslca'
idea, tempered. OF course. by technique
and art. Now, ! am not considered
good conductor; few composers are; that
Is. I'm conducting their own works. Foi
my own part. am so anxious 10 get II
over that I fear I am apt TO hasten 'he
tempo sometimes when 1t should be re-
! ,ardcd. simply in my nervous anxiety "
anticipate the last tar- Yes, 1t Is FEEL
ING. TEMPERED by technique and art he
murmured musingly.
(Which Is Elimination and Selection, /
gureled glibly. thinking 1t rather neat
defnition OF the Inexorable Muse.
The retort passed unnoticed. Signo7
Ieoncayallo went on rather touchingly.
after all, who is the greater-thc create.
! or the interpreter? (The secretary-pcrson
preened himself at these words) WHICH
Is the greater artist? When ! hear my
Ridi Pagliacci (Canio's LamenO rendered
as Caruso once was capable of rcnderini
twas ! not then only the means, an"
tho anger the whole for what does tn"
croud care about la Pauvera Piccoly
Compositorer
That, my children, means 1.-THE poor
u,tIe composer" ] gazed in awe at this
mammoth child OF genius. and Bobby
| Burns's
"Oh, wad some power the giftie gle Us
To see oursels as ithers see US
| flashed into my mind.
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gentle. Heart" he continued, pummei-
ling the place where his heart should
have been. Those are what make the
great composer"
And money!" l interrupted, meekly
thinking of all the Paquin frOcks | could
buy with the one weeks salary drawn by
the great Maestro. for personally com
posing and conducting his grand operas
in a music hall He waved that aside as
minor matter. too unimportant for dis
cussion.
Money is good for some, no doubt ne
rumbIed, on second thought, "a httle
money is sometimes necessary-but Tor
the genius" he exclaimed. lit exists not.
Real art is above the lure of gold-it does
not depend upon the standards set by
superficial and ignorant society. As
said before, 1t is a matter Of brains and
heart" lie again thumped himself upon
the left side of his now agitated person.
but not so hard as before.
Don't hurt yourself" l warned. sym
pathetically
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1912-11-17
TIME FOR HIS TURN.

I felt myself growing more and more
attached To this child OF combined egoism
and simplicity and think perhaps your
Aunt Kate might have reached the con-
dding stage. when buzz went the bell. and
the callboy yelled outside the door. Leon
cayallo's Act next. please" and the great
composer, seemingly unconscious Of the
ncongruity OF it all, heaved himself pa
,lently from his chair. ! reluctantly arose
as WELL saying:
Just one more question Maestro-what
about the women composers OF the woIldY'
AN, Madame" exclaimed Signor Leon
c..vallo. regretfully, there are no great
women composers-your Ethel smyth
stands FIST, | think"
ARE you musician" he inquired. as
we were shaking hands. DO you COM
pose little. Perhaps
"Um-m-m-not eXacLy--at least uUy
wouldn't think 60 There is one thing
can compose rather WE'LL added. soIne-
what modestly.
Yes" urged Signor Leontayallo. With
solctous interest.
"A lullaby" said airily. "Ali women
can at some time or Other. you know" I
added vaguely. as the door closed upon
me.
wonder what the Maestro thought I
meant
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1912-11-17
HAD ONE ANeLo.s SAXON PHRASE.

Won see the Maestro by this time was
pleasantly prattling to your Auntie IN
language which sounded something ike
Mass on a Sunday morning. but all L
conveyed to my unhappy ears was MIC
uusica grandioso! milo musica spienuiuo'
milo musica magnifcono. bombasta' Dam
Idistica. rattistico. How do you doE Iha'
was the one phrase in English Win WHO"
he was evidently familiar.
visibly shrank under this volley'
"Parlar Italauo?'' suddenly asked th'
great Maestro eXcitably. interruptlns hI"''
self In his, panegyrics on his own mbslc'
do you speak Italian?" repeated the
Interpreter raising his voice and arms
louder and higher than his masters
No" | conhded apologetically, and
barilcading myself behind my sketch
book, 1 awaited the next attack from the
enemy. There was cessation In verDai
hos,ilities for a m Dment, and 10 reheNe
the tension | plucked UP courage 10 III
quire OF the interpreter:
What do you'll mean, what does the
Maest-o-consider the main esSehildls
necessary 10 make the successful COM
poser OF serious music nowadaysT
"Ah, hs"-a Macchiavelian question
that--for Leon promptly launched forth
In a bombastic TRADE which sounded IKE
an anatomical treatise or something oil
the sort.
Brains" he Numbered. pounding nus
,,.esft, ..., ia, p.o-.S. bN me" W
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merely a violent noise: but, Of course, u
is compatible with all the instincts OK
your race-for you have violent pleas
ures. do you not? Your chute the
chutes,' for instance: no one but an
American would have invented that.
Alas! 1t has even invaded Italy. No.
'Ragtme' as the expression Of certain
characteristics Of a nation may perhaps
be interesting to the student of psyche
logical development of a people-but mu-
sic 1t is not"
And then resdming with accommodating
intensity: Take, Madame. the beautifui
folk songs OF my country, or even or the
Celtic races-the longing, the melancholy,
the despair-jt is of these qualities music
should be coored Now. where is the
pain or the passion In your Ragtime?'
He turned on me, so liercely with this
final shaft of disapproval that | felt IN
danger OF being "pouffed" into space
along with the departed M. Massenet
and his music. But held tight and per-
sisted. 1880.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1912-11-17
NEvIN, MCDOWELL AND HERBERT

"And what do you think Of American
music?" interjected, hastily; our SEh'-
OIJS music, Nevin. MacDowell ana er-er-er'
Victor HerbertT / wildly searched the
Carew memory in a vain enort TO cudgel
IN other recruits to our musical FORCES
hut alasl Then l remembered that Ar
thur Nevin wrote grand opera calico
",rwiIirbt," which was ruled off the oper-
attic turf because of its aesthetic uniho-
rallty, or something Of that sort and Vic
tor Herberts "Natoma," In which Mary
Garden sang-"Surely that's beginning
for better things?" ] asked.
"Ah. Nevin," smiled Leoncavallo; "ho
was hardly serious; graceful, yes, even
melodous, but surely he was not an or
chestral writer, as l remember. NOW !
like your MacDowell best-for the piano he
WAS excellent / recollect well concerto
-troppo musicale-si-si'-.
"And Victor Herbert"' / wedged In, de-
terminedly.
The Maestro's smile vanished in fash.
"Val-a writer of operettes-he'-
"Ah. but your 'Regnetta dele Rose?
7 exclaimed, accusingly, your new comic
onera-now running in Milan-hasn't II
eower girl and a hero king incognto'
,,,ho IS a tenor, and 0his as a browning
,.,,,mnb) the waltz-the inevitable Merry
yyidow- Princess Come-to-the- Ball
viennese Waltz"
Sipnor Leoncavallo grinned. Yes dears.
no orinned and owned up, waxing rather
proud as the secretary Interpreter eX-
natiated upon its popularity and the
aroount Of royalties pouring into the
I conceivable Golfers
"I wrote It as a joke" explained the
oonnoser. nothing more: only you must
understand that the delicate art of opera
hnpfe is quite lost In Anglo-Saxon coun-
trIns After ali, a light and pleasing
lo,redv. a pretty girl, an ardent lover
"a a melody one can .hum-Ah! lie
oo,rished his arms rapturously. growing
,,si,ively sentimental, as he started TO
-, his waltz to me. Girls. can you
,.,,ine a hippo warbling a passionate
love ditty.
tried to assume rapt expression,
INT twas no use. 1t was TOO funny and
COO frightening for words | longed to
IA behind the piano, but ! could only
It. IN my chair and lower my en-
.,'',.ssad ewes, waiting for the storm to
blow over.
..Rut" 1 weakly queried at last, what
-, the greatest asset of the modern
stage. the COMEDIAN
Mi, dior shouted Leoncavallo savage
=. ..,bere is one thing We will not allow
t,aly. that is your red nosed comedy
,mra,ic. who slips On the peel of the banan
"a sita dow. on the stage very hard In
',...ouence." This Is literal transla-
49,, Of the great maestro's thought. as
-. Won .'He We sccept MOTOR Us he
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1912-11-17
WORKING ON NEW GRAND OPERA

What are your working hours?' i In
auired lrrelevantly. thinking 1 should hate
to see Leoncayallo in tears.
oh, | have no set time for work" he
explained 1t depends where l am and
my environment. AZ present | am en-
gagged on d new grand opera, and practi-
caAy work in all my spare time
And the name of THAR
II am not at liberty TO tell replied
Leoncayallo, reprovingly. The world Will
know soon enough.
And when 10 you go to my land
again"
All. hope to go to the land Ollie vite
d6ieuner' (uuick lunch) next April" said
he, playfully. and added: IL all goes well
with my work in this country, l shall
take iingare there-and perhaps Inc
composers eyes twlnkled.
The new opera? / exclaimed. know
ns.y.
No, no." he FASTENED 10 correct me;
only a wife" he explained, plaintlvely.
OH | chirped. with polite sympathy.
How charming! / felt the obvious thing
10 DO was To extend then and there well
come To my tatheriand IN my best draw
mg room manner, and, fearing the inter-
view was yersinS Oh the domestic,
asked:
And of the modern composers-Whose
music would you rather listen tor
TO my own" he admitted without nesi-
;ltiun, Il must say that 1t gives me much
pleasure to hear my own works Oh the
orchestra"
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1912-11-17
AND THE MONEY ROLLED IN.

1T is a wise composer who knows his
own publisher" unused, land then you
became rich and lived happily ever after
ward. as the fairy books say?'
My publisher made six millions and l
received three millions from 'Pagliacci. :"
announced Leoncavallo modestly. and he
heaved sigh of contentment methousht
Did ne mean lire or dollars?" | Won
dered; there is great difference, you
know. And how DID you come to write
'Pagllaccr?" | asked.
"Oh. that is simple" said Signor Leon
cavallo. when was very young In
Paris I went to the circus; the tawdry,
garish, bizarre atmosphere impressed me
with a feeling of sadness. felt how hard
1t must be 10 go on being the clown, the
harlequin and the Columbine. night after
night. when perhaps the heart might be
breaking for want OF little love or
human understanding. That is how 'Pag-
laccr was born" added the 'taestro
simply.
And your other operas, what or them
/ queried why is II the world only
knows OF you because Of one work.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1912-11-17

Around the corner. at the Coliseum, an
other sign glared into the night: SARAH
BERNHARDT: THE TRAINED SEALS:
and THE FLICKERGRAPH: and, fur
Their on, SIR HERBERT BEERBOHM
TREE.
Oh. Artl Elusive spectre. where art
thou at?
Ihus pondered, standing outside the
theatre, nobly mackintoshed. umbrellered
and galoshed to keep out the rain. Rain
ana fog are purely British institutions
Se only think It rains on Broadway; they
KNOW 1t rains over here. Personally |
prefer an impressionistic and poetic fog.
One can be anything in fog (even jour
nailsm assumes mystic proportions). and
one does feel so whimsically WHlS-
lLEhlAN (say that fast If you can, my
years.. Now, where was 1? These fOgs
are 30 confusing. I'm always losing my
sen In them. Oh. yes! There was
a-s'anding and a-dreaming Of the unreal
NY OF togs-I mean of Life-and trying
70 reconcile my old-fashioned ideas of
All and the time-honored environment
y the Artist 10 the present epidemic of
'Feat Ones now raging In the London
music halls.
gathering my raincoat and my cour-
es ABOUT me. l decided then and there
BEARD the great Leoncavallo in lis cen,
ara md out WHY tho composer of the
.""Sofial 'Pagliacci' should be reduced
Sahtwiching in premiere production
" new grand opera between Rag Time
'e' and lady Of the ballet Scurry-
Ns 10 the stage door, tried to pry
~ way through an excitable throng of
Isn and women Of all nations, into the
"eSence Of the stage door keeper.
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great art belongs-a universal school. As
for Massenet. he has written two operas,
perhaps Manon' and 'Werther'-but on
the whole it is music trop habille-too
Eight: one can blow 1t away-thus," and
the great maestro blew the imaginary
Massenet of the palm OF his hand. Pour!
The effect was most .eathery.
And what was your first success?" I
asked. when did you first win your
laurels?"
The maestro's face glowed like rising
sun in enthusiastic effulgence Just
twenty years ago." he exclaimed when
my 'Pagliacci was first produced in Italy.
Before that | was like all the others-a
struggling nobody. ! rested in the house
Of Riccordl for years, and was ignored:
then ! finished my 'Pagliacci,' and left
the house OF Riccordi to go to Sonsogno
Ohe two rival music publishing firms in
italy,. and there I remained, and there !
am STILL" he concluded, triumphantly.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1912-11-17
THE PENALTY OF POPULARITY

THAT is the penalty Of earning the
fatal stamp OF popularity" said Leon
cavallo bitterly. 1T is the same with
Mascagni and his Cavalleria Rusticana.
In your country. once work wins popu-
lar approval II is that they will have.
and no other My Zaza' was given here
in the music halls last year. and my
Boheme' will be given I'm London next
year II is wonderful how a music hall
audience responds to good music"
The naIvete OF the composer was de-
llghtful as he made the last remark.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1912-11-17
by Kate Carew .

by Kate Carew.
TNRIs was the sign in large electric
lights over the theatre-the Lon
l. don Hippodrome. to be precise
which lured me TO a lively linguistic
combat:
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GAINED FIVE YARDS WITH HER,

NY dears. blush to tell it. but II n
-'e little, obliging acrobat hadn't mis-
.@Aeh your dignifed Arntie for Leone
.''s Lady Of the Trapeze-playfully lifted
quite of my feet. and tidily planked
~ loWn inside the door. I'd still be
e1sih5 my way l. Twas a most start
ana embarrassing entra? r. Good
-ss knows what that doorkeeper-that
,u'e'ciiious custodian Of dressing-roonI
n mates and morals-thought as he bent
-" oeetlIng brow "me-wards." Meekly
asked If he would send my name 10
'shor Leoncavallo. timidly stating that
~ an appointment with the Maestro.
VINE your mime" grunted His Might
- VIII a contemptuous sniff. and he
O,so pencil toward me with look
- showed he could have killed me for
80 'emerliy When pushed my E.odest
Sraphy over the counter he growled :
Fun mime :"
@'spersteiy
Miss or Marin" he muttered
i, Use | stammered apologetically. and
~, 10 the railing for support.
'sn-- he grumbed suspiciously (;
~ NrTg 10 twon'r- Nit" and an
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other equally terrifying person clutched
me by the arm. I was about TO shrek
for help, picturing the mysterious laby-
rinth toward which ! was being rapidly
perambulated as sort Of lethal chamber
for, the slow cxtingulshing Of all the Aunt
Hates Of the world. ! frantically went
over my virginia. sins. with grim visions
of Edgar Allan Poe's story OF the lnquisi-
ton plucking at my agonized memory
when PUNK right into a smiling and
pleasant voiced Italian we bumped--and
with a sigh OF relief collected my scat
tered wits and prepared to Gull the
thoughts OF the great Leoncavallo.
RIGHT INTO THE PRESENCE.
The smiling Italian proved to be Sec
retary-interpreter sort Of person who as
surcd me that in one "momcnta" Signor
Leoncavallo would receive me-then a
deep, resonant voice Numbered from the
room beyond, "Entrate" which means
Come in" And your trembling little rel
alive was ushered into the presence OF the
great Maestro
Signor Leoncavallo sat In state. entirely
surrounded by himself
Signor Leoncavallo Is 4 famous COM
poser, that is agreed-he is incidentally
,otund composer-nay more-Signor Leon
cavallo is a fat--a Uery fat-composer As
the preliminary intrOductions were being
accomplished took a furtive bird's-eye
view OF the celebrated musician and
found that his most fascinating feature
was a tangled silvered mass of silky hair,
which rippled- m superabundance from a
brow OF peculiar narrowness and height.
His small bright eyes. set rather close
together, were hazel in hue and possessed
all the innocent candor OF child. There
was nothing Elusive or aesthetic In his
personality. He sat placidly smiling be-
nIgnant welcome at me whilst he waved
pudgy hand in the direction OF neigh
boring chair. Just then, TO my dismay'
the misunderstanding began bowling
himself discreetly away.
"Oh, don't co." ] exclaimed. mentally
catching the hapless gentleman by his
diving coattafs a. he was about to disap-
near through the door. 81 cant be Iett
alone with this scething mass OF Italian
yerbosity. 1t isn't fair"
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1912-11-17
ToILERS FOR PLEASURE.

But Mr.. Leoncayallo. you forget one
of Ragtimes ingredients is a good laugh
or two. Don't you think that is u tonic
for the weary"
The Maestro pondered for a moment
then his features relaxed into the most
tolerant, the most childlike of smiles.
"Ah, you Americans-how hard you work
TO make yourselves gay-happy"
felt | must get back to music. else
our relations would become strained, 50
asked hastily: Were you a great stu
dent of Bach?" remembering that that Is
the conventional thing to say.
Not 50 much as Of Corelll and Scar
latti, the earlier masters" answered His
Composership.
And Beethoven and Wagner" began.
do you
Leoncavallo fairly snapped the names
from my lips. The greatest! the great
est he exclaimed, and his secretary's
arms began to revolve again. Wagner,
a universal genius, and Beethoven the
Maestros voice dropped to reverential
Whisper. lie was the giant music
builder of them all. He will live on When
We all are no more;.r he murmured sadly.
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eTHE SICK. q

Mr.. Lee Trimble, who suffered
an acute attack of indigestion last
Wednesday, is able to be out
again.
Mrs. w. G. Moore, who has
been quite ill for several days
past, is now getting along nicely.
Mr.. T. P. Sutton has been con-
fined to his room for the past few
days.
Mr.. Dick Robinson is getting
along nicely and will soon be able
tobe out again.
Elizabeth Hall, little daughter
of Mr.. and Mrs. H. p. Reid, who
has been quite sick for several
days, is improving.
Miss Mary Dee Sullivan, who
has been having a great deal of
trouble with her eyes, is much i'm
proved.
Miss Edith William is sick at
her home on North Sycamore.
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his parents, Mr.. and Mrs. Albert
Stofer.
Mr.. and Mrs. Mason Dunn, Miss
Dunn, Miss Mary d. Ballard, of
Richmond, and Mr.. Leslie Ballard,
of Oklahoma, we're guests of Miss
Grace Lockridge for the fair.
Mr.. John w. Wade, formerly
of this city, now of the State of
New York, is here for several
weeks visit to his son and is being
warmly welcomed by his many
friends.
Miss Laura Williams, who has
been visiting her sister, Mrs. &.
B. Senff, returned to her home in
Woodford county Monday, ac-
companied by her nephew, Earl
King Senff.
Mr.. George Rogers and daugh-
ter, Miss Carver, of Kansas City,
formerly of this county, are here
on visit to friends and relatives.
This is Mr.. Rogers first visit here
in forty-three years.
Mr.. Allie Lane, one of the most
popular boys that ever left Mt.
Sterling, is here on a short visit
from Gle Elan, WASH, where he
has made his home since he left
here, four and one-half years ago.
Mrs. John VIM, of Mt. Ster-
ling, is expected to land in New
York this week after a trip
abroad. Mr.. VIM will go on to
join her there and they will return
home together. Lexington Her.
aid.
Misses Nell and Elizabeth Wy
att, daughters of Mr.. and Mrs. b.
F. Wyatt, of this city, left We'd
nesday for Rochester, Mimi,
where Miss Nell will undergo
treatment. Her many friends
hope that this trip will be the
means of the restoration of hel
health.
Mrs. D. U. Lipscomb and little
daughters, Sarah VIM and Mary
VIM, of Nashville, Tenn, ar.
rived Thursday to spend the re.
mainder of the summer with Mrs.
Lipscomb's mother, Mrs. Sarah
E. VIM.