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piano to touch for me any note that I call for. It
is the old Italian method."
"Vastly well," said the Prince, laughing; "but
why choose this old man for a duty which he by no
means seems to relish?"
" Why, your Royal Highness, 'tis the lex talionia.
When this old fellow and I first met, it was in the
stirring times of the ninety-three. We musicians
were forced to teach the people patriotic songs.
My worthy friend, who bad a voice like a bear,
made me play the Marseillaise to him for eight days.
So I swore to be revenged if I could ever find an
opportunity."
"And you have found it?" said the Prince.
"Yes; it so happened that, fifteen years after-
wards, he applied to me to take him into my ser.
vice. Aha, said I, comrade, you forced me to ac-
company you when you had the upper hand; so sit
down there, and make notes for me when I want
them."
The Prince was amused with the story; but, like
a generous confidant, he got Cherubini to give his
old domestic some employment more to his taste
than his everlasting task of making notes.
WAIT FOR THE APPLAUSE.
At a country festival, where the Messiah was per-
formed, the gentleman to whom the aria, " O thou
that tellest," had been assigned, anticipating a fa-
vourable appreciation of his talents, wrote at the
end of the song (the chorus following immediately)
the words "wait for the applause." This he in-
dorsed not only in the leader's copy, but in every
one in the orchestra. At the conclusion of the
song the leader stopped, and there was a dead
pause. " Why do you not go on?" said the singer,
in an agony of disappointed vanity. " I am wait-
ing for the applause," was the calm reply of the
sarcastic conductor. This story reminds us of an
anecdote which Robert Hall, of Bristol, was accus-
tomed to relate. " I remember," said his biographer,
"at the distance of many years, wi'h what a vivid
feeling of the ludicrous he related an anecdote ol a
preacher of some account in his day and connecliim.
He would sometimes weep, or seem to weep, when
the people wondered why, not perceiving in what
he was saying any cause for such emotion, in the
exact places when it occurred. After his death,
one of his hearers, happening to inspect some of
his manuscript sermons, exclaimed ' I have found
the explanation; we used to wonder at the good
doctor's weeping with so little reason sometimes, as
it seemed. In his sermons there is written here
and there in the margins, 'cry here;' now I verily
believe the doctor sometimes mistook the place,
and that was the cause of what appeared so unac-
countable."
Andante.
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