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herself, and was to see no one, not even
CHAPTER XI. Maurice himself, during the whole day she herself desired this -- and was to be LAWSON made a grimace and shrugged taken to the house in the evening by her his shoulders. Maurice frowned, folded his aunt. Maurice, Lawson, Grace, and an En- arms, and leaned resolutely forward. He glish lady of their acquaintance, were to thought of the story of the opera he was occupy a box together, the two former ar- going to hear, and felt as though Fate were ranging to meet the two ladies at the thea- amusing itself at his expense, even if he tre itself.
had nothing really to fear. There were at least two persons in Dres- "The overture was soon over, and the curden who slept badly that night. The sleep- tain rose upon the not very magnificent lessness of Antonia was caused by natural scenery which represented the sacred grove. and healthy excitement, but that of Maurice Then came the chorus of Druids, which from a deeper cause. To-morrow night every one who ever heard a barrel organ must, in all probability, separate him from knows. It was well done, and the voice of Antonia for ever.
Herr Bauer told well; but the audience was Was it even now too late to break with cold.- the inevitable result of a change of Grace? Was it even now too late to save programme - and they missed their favourher from the fate of marrying one who loved ite, the Waldmann, who could not contrive her not himself from treachery to nature, to lose her popularity in spite of the conto the woman to whom he owed everything, temptuous and capricious behaviour towards whom he loved ? Was it even now too late her admirers for which she was notorious. to confer happiness upon at least two per- The familiar notes, therefore, called forth sons out of three - to save three from mis- but little applause. The long scena between ery? With these questions, in one form the two tenors which followed the chorus, or another, his brain was racked all night, in which the feeble-minded pro-consul tells and ever with the same answer, It is too his friend the story of his love for Adalgisa late!
and his faithlessness to Norma, was worse But morning came at last. Grace went to received still, for Herr Schwarz was deseryspend the day with Mrs. Ford. Antonia shut edly no favourite. When the scena ended, herself up in her room, and would not see the irritation of the house was so obviously or speak to any one, and even took her on the increase, that Maurice threw himself meals in solitude. Signor Salvi smoked up back in a state of despair, and Lawson was and down the terrace nearly all day. The already making up his mind that he should Signora ate, drank, slept, and smiled. The have to send to Vienna the fatal word, Professor taught even his most interesting “ Fiasco." Then the march sounded, and pupils in rather an absent manner, and took the chief priest, the Druids, and the warriors much snuff. Mademoiselle Waldmann held entered upon the stage in procession, and a kind of levee all day at the Hôtel de Po- heralded in chorus the approach of Norma logne. Maurice went to his studio, and herself. Lawson accompanied him, but no work was Antonia Salvi came forward at last, done there. After dinner they smoked a cigar slowly, calmly, serenely. Her loose robes and went to the theatre.
suited well the dignity of her carriage, and On entering, the house was full their she looked every inch the inspired priestess. own box alone was empty. Neither Mrs. But she was not the traditional Norma, Ford nor Grace were there, though it was nevertheless — there was something wild and late. But the following printed notice was incomplete about her. All the musical part lying on the ledge:
of Dresden had been anxious to hear her “ In consequence of the sudden, though for months, and had made up its mind to not serious, indisposition of Mademoiselle welcome her enthusiastically ; but the temWaldmann, Signor Bellini's opera of Nor- per of the house had become so bitterly cold, ma' will be performed this evening instead that, though there was a slight attempt to of that which was announced.
applaud her entrance - an attempt which
she barely acknowledged by the slightest of “ Pollio,
bows — she proceeded to the altar in siOroveso,
. Flavio, .
For some instants she stood motionless,
raising them, and stretching aloft the golden and
sickle, she began to sing. Norma, . . Malle. SALVI.” | That magnificent voice! The coldness
thawed in a moment before its divine secret | The latter was more nervous now than
- the secret of finding the straight road, in ever. She felt more than half inclined to spite of every barrier of circumstance, to follow the example of the Waldmann, and the very inmost heart of every man at once. cry off at the last moment, reckless of conIntellect has it not -culture cannot produce sequences. But the first words of Antonia's it: it is the golden harp, which is bestowed recitativeby the hand of nature alone. In less than
“T'inoltra, O giovinetta ! a minute every one in the house was in sympathy with the singer, and not only with
T'inoltra – e perche tremi?” her, but with each other also. From the “ Approach, Omaiden; why dost thou moment that she opened her lips there was tremble?" were uttered intentionally in a no doubt of her success. Maurice leaned tone so kind and full of encouragement, back with a sigh of relief, Lawson leaned that she looked up, and felt drawn to Anforward with an expression of interest. tonia as she had never felt before. The fas
It was, perhaps, not altogether unfortu- cination of triumphant Art was now pervadnate that · Antonia' had to make her first ing every spot where Antonia stood. Grace appearance in an opera like • Norma.? If herself felt it, and, forgetting the audience, the music had belonged to a higher class, became conscious only that she was about the critical German audience would very to sing with Antonia. With such support likely have found her interpretation different how could she fear? Then she even let her from some special standard, and so, after eyes leave the stage, and saw her friends. the first enthusiasm, have taken to fault-So she took courage, and did her best finding, out of pure revenge for having been and her best was very fair indeed. carried away; but as it was, there was no- Then came the trio, which ends the first thing to distract attention from the singer act, and then - for there was scope for a herself, so that, without having to give up a display of passion in it — Antonia let hersingle prejudice, every one present was able, self out, and sang and acted with her whole with a good critical conscience, to yield him-power. Dresden had never heard anything self to her sway. .
Ilike it before, and the most gentle of com"Casta Diva" - or rather Antonia's exe-posers would have been astonished to find cution, which was faultless — was applauded so much in his own music. Her rage, her rapturously, and she retired from the stage contempt were almost terrible. When she laden with bouquets. It was already a suc- concluded, all was silent for an instantcess of enthusiasm.
and then burst forth a storm of applause Then Grace Owen entered. But she was such as had not been heard in the house painfully nervous; and the more so as she within living memory. Antonia was rehad been so unexpectedly called upon to called over and over again to be applauded. take the part, at the last moment, after she | It was no longer only a great success — it had been led to consider herself safe, so was a triumph. that the few bars which she had to sing by Maurice and Lawson hastened, when the herself were scarcely audible. Had she ap- curtain fell, to the room where the perpeared before Antonia's entrance, she would formers were waiting between the acts. probably have been greeted with something Antonia and Grace were both there. worse than silence, but the prima donna Maurice hastily pressed the hand of the had put the house into a good humour, and former, reflecting in his own face all the the youth and beauty of Grace gained her joy, the triumph, the love, that shone in even a little applause. This encouraged hers. He forgot, for the time, the existher; and, in her duet with the unpopularence of the whole world save that of Antotenor, she acquitted herself better, though nia and of himself. On recollecting himself her heart did not cease to tremble. Mau- he went to the side of Grace, leaving Lawrice tried to catch her eye, but she was in son talking to Antonia. The two latter that state known to all who appear before spoke in Italian. an audience for the first time, whether as "What a triumph, Mademoiselle !" said actors or orators — she saw nothing what-Lawson. “You have gained the first of ever, and heard no sound but that of her your ten thousand. It will be my greatest own voice — the most fearful sound for .a boast all my life that I assisted at the first nervous person to hear.
appearance of the divine Antonia Salvi." The comparative failure of the duet made " Ah, it is clear that you have lived in Antonia's return to the stage the more Italy," she said, laughing. “That is the welcome. This time her appearance was way we Italians talk, but we do not always warmly cheered, and now came the first mean what we say.” duet between herself and Grace.
| “You will soon find, I hope, that my admiration is sincere. Honestly, I cannot | act, on the scene where Norma is about to say too much.”
murder her sleeping children. There was * Signor, I am proud to have your ap- a settled, hard energy about her delivery proval. I wish I could have asked for it of the passage, which was almost unpleasin some better part."
ant- her voice seemed, in its over-intensity, “You prevented my thinking of the to have lost half its music, and there was part, Mademoiselle.”
apparent effort. In reality she sang me"You are a great friend of Signor Mau-chanically, and as if asleep. Still, however, rice, are you not ?"
the peculiarity of her style was not inappro“ Most intimate. We lived together for priate to the situation. some years before he came to Dresden.” When, however, Grace entered, no
" So I have heard. He has often spoken longer nervous, but filled with courage of you. Do you know Mademoiselle Owen, drawn from the approving words of Maualso ?"
rice, to join her in the great duet, the hard " Very well, and like her better than I dream passed away. The strange similarknow her. She didn't do so badly to-night. ity of her own position to that of the deI was afraid she would be more nervous.” serted priestess came with a cold, piercing
“No; she did very well indeed, and she rush of reality into her soul. AŬ her veis a beautiful girl. She would look a bet- hement nature, like a dying flame, flared ter Norma than any of us, I think - I am up in an unnatural glow. There, not on quite jealous of being eclipsed by Adalgi- the stage, but in the box before her, was sa - that is against all rule,” she added, the faithless foreigner who had amused himwith a laugh.
self with her and deceived her - her, who “You are doing yourself the grossest in- now recognised herself and her genius, who justice, Mademoiselle you are eclipsed by was conscious at last of her own greatnone. But you are right in one thing — ness, - conscious, although her consciousshe is very beautiful."
ness meant not pride, but despair — and “I believe she is very amiable also; there, smiling beside her, she stood who but I have not seen much of her."
had really held his heart - a true Adalgisa, “She is very amiable.”
pretty and tame and weak - fit consort for " She and Signor Maurice are very old such a lover. She scorned them both. acquaintances, it seems."
Now the world should know her, and Mau- They did not know each other very rice should know her too, even as she knew long before their engagement, but that has herself. In a whirl of emotions, strained been rather a long one more than three to their utmost and uniting in a single years. However, I suppose we shall soon turning-point in her bursting heart - in be asked to the wedding now."
a storm of love, hate, jealousy, and despair Antonia's face was one that by its changes - she hurried through the few bars of reof expression betrayed the slightest and most citative, and then, with an almost supertransient emotion; but now, the smile did human effort, she threw all that storm, all not even leave her lips - she did not show herself, into the air. Rapidly, energeticby the quivering of a nerve that the life of ally, recklessly, — almost desperately, she her life was destroyed.
poured forth the notes with the whole pow“I suppose so," she answered, calmly.er of her voice in a style of which the comShe looked at Grace and Maurice, who poser had certainly never dreamed. Grace were speaking together, and read in the found it impossible to follow her. It was honest grey eyes of the former full confir- no longer à duet. Still, the effect was mation of Lawson's words.
grand in the extreme. Her voice rang out “ Their story was quite romantic,” con- clearly almost like a grand burst of despertinued Lawson. He then told her the his- ate triumph - it was no longer a song of tory of their engagement.
tender, womanly sentiment, it had no referMaurice came up just as he finished.ence to the words of the librettist, none to “Come, Frank," he said, "we must get the idea of the composer - it was the real back to our box unless we want to miss agony of living human nature rebelling Mademoiselle Salvi's next scene. Anto- against the feeble fetters of conventional nia," he whispered to her, “I shall see you art - a war of passion and destiny. It again this evening."
was all hopelessly, utterly wrong, but there She bent her head, but did not answer, was no help for it- the applause must and he and Lawson went back to their come. And again it did come, in a storm places in the theatre.
of cheering and a torrent of flowers. In The curtain rose again for the second the midst of it all stood Antonia, deaf and LIVING AGE. VOL. X. 388
blind. A sharp spasm came over her face and her face still wore an expression of - she placed her hand to her left side, and pain. All were silent. fell on the stage.
Maurice fell on his knees by her side, Grace sprang to her side with a scream, and, grasping one of her heavy, passive and she was at once carried to the dress- hands, recklessly poured forth all the pasing-room. Maurice and Lawson followed, sionate expression of such intense love as and found her lying on a sofa surrounded can only be inspired by such women as by many persons — the Director of the she. Grace, who stood by, terrified and theatre, the Professor, her uncle and aunt faint – all who stood around - were in- all, in short, who could find room. A visible to him; he saw only her whom he surgeon, who had been among the audience, loved with all his soul. was passing his hand over her heart. Her But his words were too late. Antonia wreath of oak leaves had fallen off, and was dead, and Grace Owen's engagement her long black hair floated down to the at an end for ever. ground. Her hands were tightly clenched,
DIVERS.- Of the various works in which such | minster and the works proceeding at Blackmen are employed it would be impossible to fur- friars — the assistance of divers has been found nish anything like a complete list. The recovery absolutely necessary; and equally so in the of wrecks forms, or did form, their principal oc- cognate works upon piers, docks, dock-gates, cupation, while by the application of a principle harbours, &c."
Cornhill Magazine. of filling the holds of ships with india-rubber airbags, afterwards inflated upon calculations founded on those made by Sinclair, the mathematician of Edinburgh, in 1688, and contained in his · Proposal for Buoying up a Ship of any Cameos from English History, from Rollo to Burden from the Bottom of the Sea,' they are Edward II. By the Author of “The Heir able actually to raise vessels bodily from the of Redclyffe.” (Macmillan & Co.) deep. The operations upon the Royal Gcorge, whose wreck had for more than half a century. The title “ Cameos from English History” is impeded the navigation of Portsmouth Harbour, a little fantastic ; but it is explained as meaning and from which the guns, &c., were recovered, a series of detached narratives, like gems in full the vessel being blown up, and the pieces re- relief, which, by isolating the great events of our moved by the divers employed for some years, history from the less important connecting links, are among the chief victories of the diving art seeks to give greater prominence and force to the in its modern development. The immense main results. The book is intended for young amount of money recovered from the Royal | people, yet for those who have got beyond the Charter by their means has also evidenced their extremely elementary histories that are written usefulness. Even after all hope of further sal- for children. “The endeavour,” according to vage had been abandoned, a diver, upon his own the author, “has not been to chronicle facts, but venture, recovered in a short time some £300 or to put together a series of pictures of persons £400 from the Royal Charter wreck. Of the and events, so as to arrest the attention, and success of divers in repairing the bottoms of ships give some individuality and distinctness to the we had an instance at the siege of Sebastopol, recollection, by gathering together details at the when the Agamemnon was struck below the most memorable moments." How historical water-line, and would have had to be docked at pictures are to be prepared without chronicling Malta but that a diver went down and repaired facts we must confess we do not understand, unthe injury in such a manner that the ship again less on the supposition that history has nothing went into action. The blasting and removing of to do with facts. Accordingly we find that the rocks and other impedimenta form also an im- little book before us does " chronicle facts," and portant part of diving work. The rocks are in a very vivid and picturesque manner. It conblasted by means of charges of gunpowder placed tains a large amount of information in a conupon them in canisters, which are connected centrated form, and so skilfully and well is the with a voltaic battery worked from the barge or adventurous, personal, and dramatic element base of operations. The proceedings of Mr. brought out that any boy of intelligence will find Hicks at Menai Straits, before referred to, are these narratives as fascinating as the most excitexamples of what may be done in thịs manner; | ing fiction ever penned. The work seems to while the deep entrances to the Birkenhead have been carefully and conscientiously done, North Docks and the works in Portpatrick Har- and we shall be glad to see the second volume, bour form a striking testimony to the great im- comprising the wars in France and those of the portance and success of such operations. In the Roses, which the author promises us. construction of bridges - notably those of West-1
From The London Review. the road. At the back of the stage, in the cenA NATURALIST'S RAMBLES.** tre, was placed a table,. behind which were the The present volume hits the happy me
musicians, some hammering upon tom-toms of dium between the professedly popular book
various sizes, which gave out a more or less
resonant sound, others playing upon the fifes, of science - which is ordinarily a mere mass
and producing sounds which might readily be of slovenly generalities — and the too eso- mistaken for bag-pipes. Besides this there were teric scientific treatise. Being the record of three embroidered mats haging down behind a long excursion into rarely visited parts, the stage, and these together constituted the by a man of experience, knowledge, and scenery, properties, orchestra, and all equipminute observation, it will be read with ments which their Thespian simplicity required. pleasure both by those who are, and those At the back of the stage a door on either who are not, specially acquainted with the side served as an entrance and exit for the various scenes in which•Dr. Collingwood is actors, who always came in at the left hand proficient. Of China and the Chinese shores and retired at the right. The play appeared we English know very little. We have
to be a burlesque, and the actors used the plentiful descriptions of the various settle
burlesque movements of the low comedians on ments established by our countrymen along
our stage, only more coarse, clownish, and ex
aggerated. They were men and women in this the coast; and now and then we have some
case, though more commonly the women's parts pictorial narrative of the inland progress of
are performed by men, in female costume. The an embassy. It is only at considerable inter
men were dressed in the highly embroidered vals that we meet with a book containing robes and painted grotesque masks which are the observations, noted down with scientific familiar to every one who has turned over riceaccuracy, of a competent man.. Such a paper picture-books; and the women spoke in a work is the one before us; and the chief high falsetto voice, quite different from the fefault we have to find with it is that Dr. Col- male treble. They came in by the left door in lingwood does not fully take advantage of small parties, flourished about, and shonted, the opportunities he had. His descriptions, passing slowly in front of the stage, and then whether of scenery or of living natural ob
disappeared on the right side, and were sucjects, want graphic power and amplifica
ceeded by another party, the same party again tion; while there are innumerable passages
re-appearing after a short interval. There of unnecessary detail which might with pro
seemed to be no termination to the story, nor
any limits to the endurance of the actors or priety have been omitted. He does not
spectators; for the latter kept up a constant consider it his sole business to deal with
crowd in front of the stage, behaving, however, the scientific experiences of his journey with great decorum and even gravity, and showHe gives us the impressions likely to being little inclination to laugh at the antics of produced upon an ordinary traveller, and the players; and I could only judge of the actors' he describes whatever is likely to interest endurance, from the fact that the accompanying the ordinary reader. Why, therefore, should noise of tom-toms and fifes ceased not day or we have the Manilla tobacco-manufactories, night all the time we were within hearing.” for instance, dismissed with a few lines, which convey to us no picture either of the To the Englishman who is fond of his gun place or people ? Here, however, is al - or perhaps we should say to the Cockney fuller account of a Chinese theatre and its who revels in the slaughter of sea-gulls and performances, about which we hear so of pigeons at a shilling apiece - there must much:
be something very fascinating in the descrip
tion of some of these little-visited islands “There were two of these sing-songs, or open-l in the China sea, where large birds may be air Chinese theatres, which were centres of gen- | knocked down with a stick. Pratas, for eral attraction, placed, however, almost side by side, so that the proceedings of one thrust them
instance, is a little island about a mile and selves upon the spectators of the other, and
a half long, lying in mid-ocean between somewhat marred the effect of both. They were
Hainan and Formosa. Here Dr. Collinggood types of Chinese theatricals, and con- wood landed; and very interesting are his sisted of spacious stages, open in front, and descriptions of the fauna of the place :erected above the level of the heads of the spectators, with attap coverings for the benefit of
“The dominant and characteristic bird of the performers, but nothing of the kind for the
Pratas Island,” he says, “is the Gannet (Sula lookers-on, who either stood sweltering in the
alba). These birds measure 4 ft. 10 in. from tip sun, or, if they preferred it, took shelter under
to tip of wing, and 2 ft. 9 in. total length from the verandahs of the shops on the other side of
of beak to tail, which is wedge-shaped. The head,
neck, back, and tail are fuscous, brenst and • Rambles of a Naturalist on the Shores and Wa-belly white, legs and feet yellow, and completely ters of the China Sea. By Cuthbert (ollingwood, A., M.B., Oxon, F.L.S., &c. London: John
Job: webbed. .... A walk through the interior of
"I the island among the trees and bushes revealed