Music Trade Review
Issue: 1897 Vol. 25 N. 6 - Page 8
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THE MUSIC TRADE REVIEW
HOW YSAYE HONORED ST. PATRICK.
On St. Patrick's day, 1894, five through
trains, bound both to the eastward and
westward of the Oregon Short Line of the
Union Pacific, were tied up at Glenns
Ferry, Ida. They had been caught be-
tween two serious washouts, one at
Pocatello and the other at Indian Creek,
three days before, and had to wait at
Glenns Ferry for track repairs along the
line before they could proceed. Glenns
Ferry is a bleak little railroad and sheep
herders' town of 300 or 400 inhabitants,
situate on a sagebrush bluff overlooking
the unspeakably dark and dreary Snake
river.
The five stalled trains carried 600
passengers of as miscellaneous a character
as could be gotten together at a carefully
selected congress of types. There were
immigrants and millionaires; soldierson the
move; dainty women in palace cars and wo-
men bound forCreede and Cripple Creek in
day coaches; miners who killed time during
the wait in shooting magpies circling over
the Snake river; Shoshone Indians travel-
ing to the limits of their reservation; well
behaved and quiet people, noisy and
tumultuous people. But all were stuck
alike, and they made the best of it.
Lines of social demarcation were for the
time erased. All hands mingled easily on
the little station platform and in the little
station waiting room. The supply of food
on the dining cars gave out the first day
of the hitch, and everybody was fed, and
well fed, too, in the station eating room.
They sat down at the tables in relays and
patiently awaited their turns.
The railroad employees and their wives
were to give a dance at the little town hall
in honor of St. Patrick's night. The
switchman who had been customarily
employed to fiddle for them had been
switched to another division. In a quan-
dary, the dance committee toured the
trains and station to ascertain if any of the
stalled passengers happened to be carrying
a violin and was capable of producing
music on it. In one of the sleeping cars
they came across an artistic looking man,
with very long hair, a seraphic, oleaginous
countenance and exceedingly baggy clothes.
They were looking for a fiddler, they said.
Did he know of any on the train? Well,
he didn't know (in outrageously bad Eng-
lish) ; he played a little himself once in
awhile, and had rather a fair fiddle with
him. The long haired man accented the
"fiddle" rather curiously. But the rail-
road men were overjoyed. Would he play
for them to dance with their wives and
sweethearts? Certainly! Did he know dance
music? Well, some.
All of the stalled passengers\vere invited
to the dance, and they all went. A good
many of them could not get in. The bag-
gily clothed fiddler turned up in good time.
The pianist was waiting for him. So was
the railroad dance committee, one of the
members of which slipped $3 in one dollar
bills into the fiddler's hand as payment in
advance for the evening's work. It was
smilingly accepted. The dance began.
The fireman's wife, who
played the piano, produced
an old bethumbed violin and
piano tune book and turned
to the lancers. She told the
fiddler, at the end of the first
dance, that he did pretty
well, only he went too fast.
Then there was a waltz.
The fiddler was informed by
his accompanist that he was
getting along finely, and
everybody in the room began
to pick up his ears at the
sweetness of the violin
music, although the dances
were common enough and
tawdry enough.
Another waltz—the "Beau-
tiful Blue Danube." All of
the dancers on the floor
stopped dead at the first bar,
and the travelers with culti-
vated musical ears moved
close to the piano. The
pianist ceased. She wished
to listen. The violin music
was miraculous. The player
swayed from side to side as
he phrased. He appeared to
be oblivious of his surround-
ings. He improvised varia-
tions of inspiring tenderness.
He out-Straussed Strauss.
His violin sang, throbbed
with passion. When the last
note died away, the people in the
hall appeared to be in a dream—all but
one.
"M. Ysaye," said Charley Fair, the son
of the late United States Senator Fair,
stepping from the throng, "won't you play
that lively, rattling thing you gave us at
the Bohemian club in San Francisco the
other night? It's been running in my
head ever since."
M. Ysaye played Berlioz's "Pizzicato"
as he perhaps never played it before.
CHAS W. CLARK.
WH
CHAS. W. CLARK.
Chas. W. Clark, one of our rising young
baritones, who has been studying with
Georg Henschel in London for the past
six months, has had a remarkable success
abroad. He appeared in Liverpool, Man-
chester and London, where his interpreta-
tion of Bach's Passion Music afforded such
satisfaction that he was re-engaged for the
same part next March. Mr. Clark will
return to this country the coming fall for
a short season—November to January.
We take pleasure in publishing a portrait
of the talented artist, for whom we predict
a hearty welcome.
Bemberg', the composer of "Elaine,"
Mme. Melba's opera, may visit this country
in the fall. If so he will conduct a perform -
ance of his opera comique "Le Baiser de
Suzanne" at the series of entertain-
ments to be given in the Astoria Hotel
this fall.
MEDICATED
ARSENIC
M-, (OMPLEXION S O A P
The constant use of FOULD'S MEDICATED ARSENIC
COMPLKX1ON SOAP realizes the FAIREST COM-
PLEXION. It is admirably adapted to preserve the health
of the SKIN and SCALP of INFANTS and CHILDREN
and to prevent minor blemishes or inherited skin diseases
becoming chronic. As a shaving soap it is far superior to
any now on the market.
FOULD'S MEDICATED ARSENIC SOAP purifies and
invigorates the pores of the skin and imparts activity to the
oil glands and tubes, thus furnishing an outlet for unwhole-
some matter, which, if retained, would create PIMPLES,
BLACKHEADS, RASHES, and other complexional blem-
ishes. The gentle and continuous action on these natural
lubricators of the skin keeps the latter TRANSPARENT,
SOFT, FLEXIBLE and HEALTHY, and cures or pre-
vents KOU4-H. CRACKED, or SCALY SKIN, and
speedily lessens TAN, SUNBURN, PIMPLE*, FRECK-
LES, MOTH, LIVER SPOTS, KKDNESN, and all
blemishes known to science, whether on the FACE, NECK,
ARMS, or BODY.
THERE IS NO OTHER SOAP LIKE IT ON EARTH FOR
A LIKE PURPOSE.
TRY IT AND BE CONVINCED OF ITS WONDER-
FIJI, ME HITS.
WE GUARANTEE EVERY CAKE WE SELL TO
GIVE ENTIRE SATISFACTION OR REFUND THE
MONEY.
FOULD'S MEDICATED ARSENIC COMPLEXION
SOAP is sold by druggists in every city in the world. We
also send it by mail securely sealed on receipt of price, 50c.
When ordering by mail address
H. B. FOULD,
Room 3.
214 6th Ave., NEW YORK.
THE MUSIC TRADE REVIEW
HOW YSAYE HONORED ST. PATRICK.
On St. Patrick's day, 1894, five through
trains, bound both to the eastward and
westward of the Oregon Short Line of the
Union Pacific, were tied up at Glenns
Ferry, Ida. They had been caught be-
tween two serious washouts, one at
Pocatello and the other at Indian Creek,
three days before, and had to wait at
Glenns Ferry for track repairs along the
line before they could proceed. Glenns
Ferry is a bleak little railroad and sheep
herders' town of 300 or 400 inhabitants,
situate on a sagebrush bluff overlooking
the unspeakably dark and dreary Snake
river.
The five stalled trains carried 600
passengers of as miscellaneous a character
as could be gotten together at a carefully
selected congress of types. There were
immigrants and millionaires; soldierson the
move; dainty women in palace cars and wo-
men bound forCreede and Cripple Creek in
day coaches; miners who killed time during
the wait in shooting magpies circling over
the Snake river; Shoshone Indians travel-
ing to the limits of their reservation; well
behaved and quiet people, noisy and
tumultuous people. But all were stuck
alike, and they made the best of it.
Lines of social demarcation were for the
time erased. All hands mingled easily on
the little station platform and in the little
station waiting room. The supply of food
on the dining cars gave out the first day
of the hitch, and everybody was fed, and
well fed, too, in the station eating room.
They sat down at the tables in relays and
patiently awaited their turns.
The railroad employees and their wives
were to give a dance at the little town hall
in honor of St. Patrick's night. The
switchman who had been customarily
employed to fiddle for them had been
switched to another division. In a quan-
dary, the dance committee toured the
trains and station to ascertain if any of the
stalled passengers happened to be carrying
a violin and was capable of producing
music on it. In one of the sleeping cars
they came across an artistic looking man,
with very long hair, a seraphic, oleaginous
countenance and exceedingly baggy clothes.
They were looking for a fiddler, they said.
Did he know of any on the train? Well,
he didn't know (in outrageously bad Eng-
lish) ; he played a little himself once in
awhile, and had rather a fair fiddle with
him. The long haired man accented the
"fiddle" rather curiously. But the rail-
road men were overjoyed. Would he play
for them to dance with their wives and
sweethearts? Certainly! Did he know dance
music? Well, some.
All of the stalled passengers\vere invited
to the dance, and they all went. A good
many of them could not get in. The bag-
gily clothed fiddler turned up in good time.
The pianist was waiting for him. So was
the railroad dance committee, one of the
members of which slipped $3 in one dollar
bills into the fiddler's hand as payment in
advance for the evening's work. It was
smilingly accepted. The dance began.
The fireman's wife, who
played the piano, produced
an old bethumbed violin and
piano tune book and turned
to the lancers. She told the
fiddler, at the end of the first
dance, that he did pretty
well, only he went too fast.
Then there was a waltz.
The fiddler was informed by
his accompanist that he was
getting along finely, and
everybody in the room began
to pick up his ears at the
sweetness of the violin
music, although the dances
were common enough and
tawdry enough.
Another waltz—the "Beau-
tiful Blue Danube." All of
the dancers on the floor
stopped dead at the first bar,
and the travelers with culti-
vated musical ears moved
close to the piano. The
pianist ceased. She wished
to listen. The violin music
was miraculous. The player
swayed from side to side as
he phrased. He appeared to
be oblivious of his surround-
ings. He improvised varia-
tions of inspiring tenderness.
He out-Straussed Strauss.
His violin sang, throbbed
with passion. When the last
note died away, the people in the
hall appeared to be in a dream—all but
one.
"M. Ysaye," said Charley Fair, the son
of the late United States Senator Fair,
stepping from the throng, "won't you play
that lively, rattling thing you gave us at
the Bohemian club in San Francisco the
other night? It's been running in my
head ever since."
M. Ysaye played Berlioz's "Pizzicato"
as he perhaps never played it before.
CHAS W. CLARK.
WH
CHAS. W. CLARK.
Chas. W. Clark, one of our rising young
baritones, who has been studying with
Georg Henschel in London for the past
six months, has had a remarkable success
abroad. He appeared in Liverpool, Man-
chester and London, where his interpreta-
tion of Bach's Passion Music afforded such
satisfaction that he was re-engaged for the
same part next March. Mr. Clark will
return to this country the coming fall for
a short season—November to January.
We take pleasure in publishing a portrait
of the talented artist, for whom we predict
a hearty welcome.
Bemberg', the composer of "Elaine,"
Mme. Melba's opera, may visit this country
in the fall. If so he will conduct a perform -
ance of his opera comique "Le Baiser de
Suzanne" at the series of entertain-
ments to be given in the Astoria Hotel
this fall.
MEDICATED
ARSENIC
M-, (OMPLEXION S O A P
The constant use of FOULD'S MEDICATED ARSENIC
COMPLKX1ON SOAP realizes the FAIREST COM-
PLEXION. It is admirably adapted to preserve the health
of the SKIN and SCALP of INFANTS and CHILDREN
and to prevent minor blemishes or inherited skin diseases
becoming chronic. As a shaving soap it is far superior to
any now on the market.
FOULD'S MEDICATED ARSENIC SOAP purifies and
invigorates the pores of the skin and imparts activity to the
oil glands and tubes, thus furnishing an outlet for unwhole-
some matter, which, if retained, would create PIMPLES,
BLACKHEADS, RASHES, and other complexional blem-
ishes. The gentle and continuous action on these natural
lubricators of the skin keeps the latter TRANSPARENT,
SOFT, FLEXIBLE and HEALTHY, and cures or pre-
vents KOU4-H. CRACKED, or SCALY SKIN, and
speedily lessens TAN, SUNBURN, PIMPLE*, FRECK-
LES, MOTH, LIVER SPOTS, KKDNESN, and all
blemishes known to science, whether on the FACE, NECK,
ARMS, or BODY.
THERE IS NO OTHER SOAP LIKE IT ON EARTH FOR
A LIKE PURPOSE.
TRY IT AND BE CONVINCED OF ITS WONDER-
FIJI, ME HITS.
WE GUARANTEE EVERY CAKE WE SELL TO
GIVE ENTIRE SATISFACTION OR REFUND THE
MONEY.
FOULD'S MEDICATED ARSENIC COMPLEXION
SOAP is sold by druggists in every city in the world. We
also send it by mail securely sealed on receipt of price, 50c.
When ordering by mail address
H. B. FOULD,
Room 3.
214 6th Ave., NEW YORK.
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