Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1913-05-30
DENIED HIM 4 KISS
And Rubinstein Repaid Her With
 a Torrent of Melody.
MOODS OF THE GREAT MASTER
The Climax to an Evening With the Composer In His Home In St. Peters
 buro, When His Efforts at the Piano Left Him Ashen Faced and Exhausted

In her "Recullections of RubinSte.n, published in Harper's Magazine. Lii lian Nirhia throws some new nights or tue character and temperament of ous century. Her earliest acquaintance: with RubinStein was when. as q child she resided with her parents in Dub lin she rfterward trave!cd with hin during nn EngIiS, tour that the com poser made and met him again in S
 Petersburg at rehearsal, when tlt great master invited her to dinner tliar same evening The author says:
 "I spent the rest of the afternoon practising. and q little before q o'clock found myself at last in Huhinstei's study amid all his intimate aSsoca tions. touching the books and music that belonged to him. sitting brfor' the piano he plnye,l or, "lancin" cve the pages of manuscripts that he haf just finished in short. at home witt him. 1 found then tllt he Was ,,s longer the sphinx man of the conce
 
 asking after thn friends had recentl left in Frankfort and making inquirip- after those in Ireland and England especially after all young artists. fo whom hc had a heart flowing over wit kindness and sympathy Possibly Iii. own student days in Vienna, whei he had literally starved, had Some!llin: to do with this At the dinner tah'' l found out he was thoroughly q ho' vivant
 After dinner had to 90 thron"i the ordeal of playing for him. and when had finished. his manservan1 brought in a card table and wp Sa' down to a game of vintlt q difir,i' sort of whist. much like present day bridge Rulinsteil, and were part ners aud lost s!lamefnlly scarcely t. be wondered at fol had inst learned whist but he insisted on playing again and again
 "MAtve the servant. then brought ii tea in the long Russian glasses witt their silver holders, lemon. not cream being served. and one of tue ladie, present, knowing l was newcomer and ignorant Of the fact that it w;l> an unWrtten law as unaItrrabte hs that of the Modes and PerSianS tha, his guests should not ask him to play whispered to me to make him go ts the pial.o. Checrfully and innocentl; ] went up to him and. running my arm through his. said coa xingIy:
 "'Do come and play something" His face changed in moment. Al oninous silence fell on those present Even the culprt who had led me intc the trap looked disturbed. As for Ilu binStein himself. he gave me q ScOWi and fairly flung my hand away "'No.' he said shortly. I never play Don't forget this.
 'The sudden change in his mannc. unncrVed me. for the tears started to my eyes. and l stood gaping at him As q matter of fact. 1 was thoroughly disconcertcd and taken aback. 4, l soon as ltubinStein saw this his face changed again. and. laughing. he te!' out his hand to me apoIogeticaly.
 Well. come: give me q kiss and | will play for your
 "l had just reached the age whel my kisses were not lightly given. Rr sides, l was cut to the hearts core and turned my head away in deniA "'What! cried one of the wo'ne:t present Could you refuse Anton Gregoriewitchy
 ".Yes. cried Rubinstein. and just for that 1 am going to play fo, h'" anyhow. for she is the first that ev'" didr
 "RubnStpin was in one of his rare< moods, and those of us who were pre- ent will never forget the ineIfahi' beauty of the Chopin F major hl'nd' as he started the opening theme. one a. 1 the wonder pieces of that eompoSe' whom Rubinstein had designated 'dl' Seee des Fortepiano. When te hn' l finished the ballade he passed. almoS without d pause, to the preldcs. f"n of which he played Then he da>h,1 into his .favorite maZurka and end" with the heroic F sharp minor pol" naiSe. Across the room could <" some figures huddled. as it were, in foa' and terror. The thundcrs of tlai m'' sic rang through the room It was ;'' 1 if the Polish legions were marching swords outstretched. banners tlyin" haStening to die like heroes for faith and country, singing their love song l eallantly, although the funeral dirge was to follow.
 l When RuhinStcin had finished his l face was aShen white. his breath was coming in gaSps. and he was laborina under the excitement caused by that malady which. alas. a few years iatrl was to carry him off! None of u> l guessed it then. for. brawny of build | impatient of sympathy, scorninS ali bodily weaknesses. he hid his suffer inGs from those about him till too late He had almost reached his SiNtieth year. for fifty years S,i5jectinS himself mercileSSly to the fierce and absorbing