The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser. — 1845-01-07 (Liverpool, Merseyside, England)

PAGINANI BEFORE HE WAS FAMOUS.—Talking of of music, I have become acquainted with the most outr6 most extravagant, and strangest character I ever beheld, or heard, in the musical hoe. lie has just been emancipated from durance vile, where he had been for a long time incarcerated on suspicion of murder. His long figure, long neck, long face, and long forehead—his hollow and deadly-pale cheek, large black eye, hooked nose, and jet black hair, which is long, and more than half hiding his most expressive, most Jewish face--all these render him the most extraordinary person I ever beheld. There is something scriptural in the iota ensemble of the strange physiognomy of this most uncouth and unearthly figure. Not that, as in times of old, he plays, as holy writ tells us, on a ten-stringed instiument ; on the contrary, he brings the most powerful, the most wonderful, and most heartrending tones, from one string. His name is Paganini ; he is very improvident, and very poor. The D—s and the impressario of the theatre got up a concert for him the other night, which was well attended, and on which occasion he electrified the audience. lie is a native of Ge While Lanty was engaged in placing the saddle on his new purchase, in which Kerry contrived not to afford him any assistance whatever, Mark O'Donoghue paced slowly to and fro in the court yard, with his arms folded, and his head sunk upon his breast ; nor was he aroused from his reverie until the step of the horse was heard on the pavement beside him.  " Poor Kittane," said he, looking up suddenly, " you were a great pet : I hope they'll be as kind to you as I was ; and they'd better, too," added he, half-savagely, "For you've a drop of the Celt in your blood, and can revenge harsh treatment when you meet with it. Tell her owner that she is all gentleness, if not abused, but get her temper once up, and, by Jove, there's not a torrent on the mountain can leap as madly ! She knows her name, too : I trust they'll not change that. She was bred beside Lough Kittane, and called after it. See how she can follow :" and with that, the youth sprang forward, and placing his hand on the top bar of a gate, vaulted lightly over ; but scarcely had he reached the ground, when the mare bounded after him, and stood with her head resting on his shoulder. Mark turned an elated look on the others, and then surveyed the noble animal beside him with all the pride and admiration of a master regarding his handiwork. She was, indeed, a model of symmetry, and well worthy the praise bestowed on her. For a moment or two the youth gazed on her, with a flashing eye and quivering lip, while the mare, catching excitement from the free air of the morning, and the spring she had made, stood with swelled veins and trembling limbs, his counterpart in eagerness. One spirit seemed to animate both. So Mark appeared to feel it, as with a bound he sprung into the saddle, and with a wi.d cheer dashed forward. With lightning's speed they went, and in a moment disappeared from view. Kerry jumped up on a broken gate-pier, and strained his eyes to catch them, while Lanty, muttering maledictions to himself, on the hair-brained boy, turned everywhere for a spot where  he might view the scene. " There he goes," shouted Kerry ; " look at him now ; he's coming to the furze ditch into the big field : see ! see! she does not see the fence ; her head's in the air. Whew—elegant, by the mortial—never touched a hoof to it !—murther ! murther ! how she g-aliops in the deep ground, and the wide gripe that's before her ! Ab, he won't take it ; he's turning away." " I wish to the Lord he'd break a stirrup leather," muttered Lanty.  noa and if T were a judge of violin-playing, I would pronounce him the most surprising performer in the world. —Maxwell's Wanderin.gs.