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A number of concerts were given in London, but while the ap- plause was liberal, the financial results were far from satisfactory. The performances given were three matinees at the Princess’ Theater, two concerts in Hanover square, two in Crosby Hall, and eight promenade con- certs, together with numerous private enter- tainments which were often very enjoyable. The most memorable among these latter was a soiree given at the magnificent villa of the Messrs. Baring Brothers, where nu- merous celebrated operatic stars took part, including Grisi, Garcia, Alboni, Mario, and Tamburini. The invited guests were from the highest circles, and the new orchestra obtained a large share of the applause. The Duke of Cambridge, himself an amateur on the violin, was particularly interested in this department of the orchestra, turning the leaves for the first violins, and calling the attention of the entire company to the per- formance of the orchestral pieces. Other prominent occasions wherein the Germani- ans took part seemed to be gradually di- recting the public attention more and more to their merits, and it is quite possible that they might have remained and done well in London during the succeeding season. But the charms of distance and of novelty; the never-ebbing tide of golden rumor that was now beating constantly against the shores of the old world, lured our young musi- cians more and more strongly to the new. To the United States they were bound, and to the United States they sailed as aforesaid. The passage must be called, we suppose, a “ speedy and prosperous voyage,” as it occupied only fifty-eight days. They reach- ed New York on the 28th of September, and on the 5th of October they gave their first performance in America at Niblo’s ‘‘ Opera-House.” It would be difficult to attempt a descrip- tion of the condition of musical affairs in America at that period, which would be in- telligible to one who knows only the stand- ard of the present. Very few celebrated virtuosi., either singers or instrumentalists, had yet visited the “States.” Even the opera was almost a novelty, although at this very period Madame Laborde, with a meager troupe, was performing in New York. Jenny Lind, who occasioned the earliest general furore in regard to music, did not arrive until nearly three years later. There was not even a decent opera-house in America. Dingy theaters and barren public halls were the sole provision made for accommodating public gatherings. The condition of orchestral music was even still lower than vocal. Twenty-three years earlier, when that greatest of all music teachers, Manuel Garcia, with his young daughter, afterward Malibran, the greatest of all dramatic singers, essayed the first Italian opera ever given in America, it is re- lated that he was so maddened by the shock- ing style in which the second finale to “ Don Giovanni” was rendered by the orchestra, that he rushed to the foot-lights, sword in hand, and indignantly compelled them to play it over. In the long interval there had been little or no opportunity for orchestral music to improve. The only intervening opera company, that of the Woods, in 1840, could have done very little to advance its condition, and the Steyermark band, which came over under the conductorship of Riha, in 1846, scarcely gave a whole season’s per- formances before it was disbanded. The advent of the Germania, therefore, an orchestra which, although small in numbers, was almost complete in its various parts, and composed of really fine performers, was indeed something of a musical wonder. But there was another feature of this enter- prise which was altogether without a par- allel in the history of American musical enterprises. The public taste at that day, in such matters as music, the drama, and fine arts generally, was almost entirely founded on foreign choice and reputation. The few great artists who had ventured so far, came here with the thickly woven laurels of the Old World on their brows. Then, in addition to this, a soloist is always more of an attraction to the average mass of pleas- ure seekers than any combination. When, therefore, we consider that the “ Germania” was organized especially for the American “market,” that it came here with no foreign reputation clinging to it, either as a whole, or in any of its members, such an enterprise argues not only great faith in the sound, good taste of the American people, but an equally firm consciousness of the strength and thoroughness of its own organization. The first concert in New York, above mentioned, was, in an artistic point of view, highly successful. The few who could ap- 6 oA loo TM^. OLB GERMAJVId ORCHESTRA. predate the refined and sterling selections given, were delighted at hearing them ren- ‘ dered in a manner greatly superior to any- thing hitherto known. From the 9th of October to the 15th of November sixteen concerts were given at the “Tabernacle,” in New York, and four in Brooklyn. The form and quality of the programmes selected were even thus early fixed upon, and, we be- lieve, rarely afterward abandoned. They contained always a couple of good over- tures; parts or the whole of a symphony; two solos; while the rest of the selections were of a more popular character. This series of concerts created much in- terest among the real music-lovers of New York, but pecuniarily they brought nothing, the receipts often falling considerably below the expenses. This was partly owing to the fact that the exciting political events which followed the Mexican war, 'and preceded the election of General Taylor, were then at their height. At the close of the series a complimentary benefit was tendered to the orchestra by a number of resident musicians and amateurs, and the event called together the first and only crowded house of the sea- son. This concert took place at the Tab- ernacle on the nth of November, and a number of vocal and instrumental soloists, then popular, assisted, including Madame Otto, Mrs. Horn, Messrs. Timm and Scharfenberg, and Signor De Begnis. The performance throughout pleased amazingly, and its success served to revive the drooping spirits of the members. The gleam of light, however, was of brief duration. Before the close of the month, two other orchestras ar- rived from Europe, each with a reputation already established. One, the “ Saxonia,” was of fair ability, while the other was no less than the famous orchestra of Joseph Gungl, from Berlin, out of which their own forces had been largely recruited. The Germania Society was now almost bare of finances. The first excitement over its ar- rival was already subsiding, and the members felt themselves in no condition to compete with these formidable rivals. About the end of the month they went to Philadelphia on the invitation of a gentleman from that city, who had heard them play in New York, and who defrayed either the whole or a part of the expense of the trip. But in Philadelphia they were no less unfor- tunate, and their arrival was in the highest degree ill-timed. Madame Laborde, with the Italian opera company we have already mentioned, much more popular from its novelty than for intrinsic excellence, was just then in the city, and in the full tide of success. The wild excitement which was created by the discoveiy of the California gold mines, the intensity of which many comparatively young readers may still recall, was just now beginning to agitate the public mind. Altogether, the prospect seemed far from propitious. The first concern of the members was to provide themselves with such quarters as. their waning resources would permit. They engaged board at the “ White Swan Hotel,”’ then in Race street, above Third, at the cer- tainly moderate rate of three dollars per week for each member. In order to intro- duce themselves more readily to the notice of the public, the society engaged the Music- al Fund Hall and sent invitations to mem- bers of the press, and a large number of the most prominent musicians, music-teachers, and amateurs, residing in the city. This first performance in Philadelphia took place on the afternoon of December 4th. Its result, as well as that of the succeeding concerts, was pretty much the same story over again. Artistic success, immense ; pecuniary success, infinitesimal. Four con- certs were given at Musical Fund Hall, and the losses at each were so serious, that to lessen the expenses the much smaller hall of the Chinese Museum, at Ninth and Chestnut streets, was engaged. Two more concerts followed in that locality, and still, when the poor fellows undertook to figure up the re- sults, the only figures that stared them in the face were ciphers. In a moment of despera- tion, they abandoned the Museum, as they had already abandoned the Musical Fund, hired a melancholy room, then known as “Arch Street Hall,” and advertised a series of “ Promenade Concerts,” to begin on Jan- uary I St, 1849. The rent of this spacious and imposing structure was to be ten dollars per night, and on this eventful New-Year’s Evening, after waiting patiently for the most persistent late-comer to arrive, the receipts amounted to nine dollars and a-half. In the middle of the concert, the worthy proprietor of the hall, taking advantage perhaps of the title given to the entertainments, himself ap- peared on the “promenade” and announced to the unhappy musicians that unless the ten dollars rent was forthcoming, then and there, he would turn off the gas. The despairing members one and all, with the utmost pos- sible promptness and unanimity, desired him to “ turn it off,” and so ended the first and last of the “ Promenade Concerts.” 01 23456789 10 Missouri Botanical cm copyright reserved garden /#^ c^S^TK*- ^.2 5-j“ ,S^ yy^- //^ , 7^ y . ^ ^ ^ Missouri Botanical Garosit G iEORGE ENGELMAHN PAPERS 01 23456789 10 Missouri Botanical cm copyright reserved garden ^ yy-‘y~‘'^ ‘-~r «- .' ^ ^ ^w, ^ / / ^ ^ Xc^ , ^4 ^ t,^^r~'0~t^ / C4^,^ ^ 01 23456789 10 Missou Botanic, cm copyright reserved garde 01 23456789 10 Missouri Botanical cm copyright reserved garden l)r. GEORGE EKGELMA. jL^ ^-L .c > d 6 7 8 9 10 Missouri Botanical copyright reserved garden Missouri Botamicat. (^ardew Enoelmann Papers. 01 23456789 10 Missouri BOTAN ICAL cm copyright reserved garden fHAlM4ClUfie41s ^0. SOI .Soath gifth r§Ueet, iSor. Myrtle, ST. LOUIS. 06 I § W'SSOUR, Botawml e^OfiGE EngelMANN etirPE^ Papers LITERARY NOTES. The Commercial, Louisville, Ky., says of Bret Harte’s new story : “ If the promise of the opening chapters is fulfilled, it will be a worthy achievement of the highest powers indicated in those shorter stories which gave the author his first fame.” The Courier, Buffalo, N. Y., says: ‘^Scribner’s Monthly has secured a rare prize for the volume which its November number commences, in the new novel by Bret Harte.” The Advertiser, Boston, Mass., says of “ Gabriel Conroy:” “These opening chapters are as graphic, picturesque and strange as anything Bret Harte has written, and it is plain that we are to have a novel dis- tinctly original in incidents and characters, a story of life and circumstances almost unknown and unimag- ined by magazine readers. The hard brutal characters of some of the party are revealed by masterly touches, and contrast strongly with the refinement and tender- ness of others.” The New York Commercial Advertiser says : “ The November Scribner’s contains the opening chapters of Bret Harte’s new serial story, ‘Gabriel Conroy,’ a story that promises to exceed in picturesque interest any that this gifted American author has yet produced.” The New Hampshire Sentinel, Keene, N. H., says : “ Bret Harte’s new novel, ‘ Gabriel Conroy,’ begins with magnificent strength, a strength peculiarly Mr. Harte’s own, and as full and intense as any he has yet shown.” The Evening News, Detroit, Mich., says: “In Scribner for November is begun a story by Bret Harte, which, if the initiatory chapters are an earnest of what is to follow, will be one of the best literary ventures in hand. The story opens with an intensely dramatic situation, and the best qualities of the author’s genius observable in his shorter stories, are brought out with unusual strength and freedom.” The Cincinnati Saturday Night says : “No one can read the opening chapters of Bret Harte’s new novel in Scribner’s Monthly, which describes the starving camp, without feeling hungry.” The Traveller, Boston, Mass., says: “If the story fulfills its promise, it will surpass all Mr. Harte’s previous work.” The Sunday Times, New York, says of “ Gabriel Conroy:” , “ Mr. Harte writes of the West, where he is at home in scene-painting and in sketching characters rough-hewn but striking; and the story promises a popularity worthy of an American novel written by an author who has earned fame by a success suddenly acquired, but fairly supported by every production he gives to the reading world.” The Boston Commonwealth says of “ Gabriel Con- roy:” “The story begins with a strength peculiarly Mr. Harte’s own, and as full and intense as any he has yet shown.” The Palladiutn, New Haven, Conn., says of “ Gabriel Conroy :” “ It is a terrible picture — that of the starv- ing camp — and the writer has drawn it with a master hand.” In an article under the title, “American Fiction,” the Hartford Courant thus speaks of Bret Harte’s novel, “Gabriel Conroy,” just begun in Scribner’s Monthly: “ It bids fair to be powerfully drawn, and full of those true touches of humanity which character- ize its author. As the founder of a school of his own, Bret Harte has made a deep impression upon the country, and his new California novel will be sure to attract wide attention.” The Philadelphia Inquirer says: “Scribner’s Monthly, always a welcome visitor, is more than commonly so in the November number. The leading feature is the opening chapters of ‘ Gabriel Conroy,’ a serial by Bret Harte, which already gives evidence of abundant pathos, over which Mr. Harte has shown a rare mastery.” The Pittsburgh Chronicle says of the opening chap- ters : “ It is a wonderful picture, and the story with such a fascinating opening cannot fail of becoming one of the great novels of the year.” The Methodist Recorder says : “ The opening chap- ters are vivid photographs of the Sierras in storm, weird, grand, even sublime. Having viewed that wild region in summer and in winter, we are somewhat prepared to utter an opinion on the subject; and we say, without hesitation, that nowhere have we read or- seen, in painting or poem, anything to be compared with Bret Harte’s portraiture of the Sierra Nevada mountains in winter. The first touch is masterly. The full revelation of the plot, character and soul of the story, cannot fail to be an event in American literature.” The Springfield (Mass.) Republican says : “ The pic- ture is powerfully done. The illimitable snow is spread before you ; you stop at the blazed pine and read the cry for help from the canon ; then a haggard, starving man hurries into the landscape, the more to impress the image of its desolation. The artistic preparation for the horrors of that brutalized camp in the canon is perfect.” Commercial Bulletin, Boston, Mass., says : “ If we may judge from this opening, the reading public are to be treated to a story of Western pioneer life that will stand alone and without peer.” The N. Y. Times says : “ The first chapters are very powerful, and will excite interest in the public mind. 262 QUATRAINS. 1870, are the Swedes and the British Amer- icans, — if, indeed, by that time, we have not gratified our national passion by annexing the New Dominion, making thus the Cana- dians not foreigners, but natives. Speaking broadly, the Swedes are all found west of Lake Michigan, in Illinois, Iowa, Wisconsin, and Minnesota. The systematic efforts made to induce immigration from Sweden are not unlikely to yield considerable results in the immediate future. All the social and industrial conditions of the North-west are natural to this people, except only as being more favorable than their own at home. The British Americans, on the other hand, are substantially all east of Lake Michigan. They have overspread, more or less densely, the New England States, have colored deeply the northern borders of New York, and form an important element in the pop- ulation of the peninsula of Michigan. In the latter State and in Maine the men of this nationality are lumbermen and rafts- men ; in Massachusetts and Rhode Island, they are cotton spinners and shoemakers, forming, indeed, the bone and sinew of the redoubtable order of the Knights of St. Crispin. And, if ever our cooks get on a strike and go a parading the streets with bands and banners, breathing defiance to domestic tyranny, be sure it will be because the French Canadian women among them have formed the order of Ste. Coquula. Of the natives of the Celestial Empire who cook and wash for our people, very few have yet ventured across the Rocky Mountains. Here and there at the East, an almond-eyed angel “ stands and waits” in the house of a master who is considerably more than half afraid of him, with his cat-like step, his dia- bolical observances, his inscrutable coun- tenance, and his well-known toxological accomplishments ; but thus far, at least, the great domestic revolution which was heralded in the newspapers and magazines with so much noise five years ago, as about to follow the advent of the Children of the Sun, has, like many another announced revolution, failed to come off. Of the total number of 5,420 Chinese servants in the United States, 4,343 are yet to be found in California, 503 in Nevada, and 268 in Oregon. Is the Chinaman to be the domestic ser- vant of the future? Will another census show him stealthily supplanting the Euro- pean in our households, and setting up his gods on the kitchen mantels of this Chris- tian land? I stoutly believe not. The Chinese, whether miners or menials, are hardly more numerous in the United States than they were five years ago. ‘‘ Forty centuries” have been too much for Mr. Koopmanschoop and his emigrant runners. Even when the Chinaman comes to the States, he leaves his wife and children be- hind him ; he comes here with no thought of resting until he can rest at home; his supreme wish is ever to return to his native land, and if he be so unhappy as to die in exile, his bones at least must be borne back to sacred soil. Surely, a great element among us is not to be built up by immigra- tion of this kind. Masses of foreign popu- lation thus unnaturally introduced into the body politic, must sooner or later disappear like the icebergs that drift upon the currents of our temperate seas, chilling the waters all around them, yet themselves slowly wasting away under the influence of sun and wind, having in themselves no source of supply, no spring of energy, no power of self-protection ; helpless and inert amid hostile and active forces; their only part, endurance; their only possible end, ex- tinction. feAlNS. ■ ' ' ' I. WISDOM. “Wisdom,” quoth the sage, “Cometh only with age.” “Fool!” quacked a goose, “Then ’tis no use!” II. HOMEOPATHY. “ If like cures like,” quoth Bibulus athirst, “ Each second glass must surely cure the first.” Alas ! he missed his count, and, sad to see. 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For, Either religions, an s'other sheep that Enises to be the ui », a great deal,fo *liart of humanity CULTURE AND PROGRESS. 133 “Mohammed and Mohammedanism.”* Among the traditions of a New England college is one which may serve as a text wherewith to in- troduce our notice of this interesting volume. The story is to this effect. It was the custom of the college to require attendance at the religious serv- ices in its chapel, except in the case of students who had conscientious preferences for some other denom- ination than that to which the college church belong- ed. Such students were permitted to select some church of their own denomination, where they were expected regularly to attend. But, to the great per- plexity of the college authorities, upon the entrance of a certain new class, one of its members avowed himself a Moslem ; and, as the quiet college town, though abundantly supplied with churches of almost every Christian name, contained no mosque, the young man’s religious privileges were seriously curtailed. But, if Mr. Bosworth Smith had been a resident rector near the college, it would seem that the disci- ple of Mohammed might have attended on his minis- try without just ground of complaint or fear of offend- ed prejudices. For the estimate in which Mr. Smith holds the Arab prophet is so lofty, and his apology comes so near to being a eulogy, that it is at times a little difficult to see what more he would claim for Mohammedanism if he were writing as one of “the faithful,” instead of as an unbeliever; and the note- worthy fact about it is that his enthusiasm seems spontaneous and disinterested. Apparently, it is not because he is a student- of the Arabic literature in its original, nor because he has been an observer of practical Mohammedanism in lands where it has be- come a prevalent religious faith, that his estimate of it is so high ; but rather, having taken up his sub- ject as one likely to be interesting, and one to which there is a side which has been insufficiently heard by Christian audiences, he glows with the fervor of his advocacy, and his enthusiasm “grows by going.” We are forced to the conviction that it has grown unduly. And, indeed (if it be not too se- vere a criticism), Mr. Smith’s enthusiasm for Mo- hammedanism seems to have grown at the cost of his admiration for Christianity. We may admit the study of “comparative theology,” and of “the sci- ence of religion” to be a legitimate scientific study; but when we are asked to concede the improbability “that Islam will ever give way to Christianity in the East, however much we may desire it, and what- ever good would result to the world,” or that Mo- hammedanism is “perhaps the nearest approach to Christianity which the unprogressive part of hu- manity can ever attain in masses,” — we are asked to leave out of sight, in our scientific study, an es- sential characteristic of Christianity. For, while it is, in its spirit, tolerant of other religions, and while its master claims to have “ other sheep that are not of this fold,” — yet it promises to be the universal religion, and claims more, a great deal, for itself, than a primacy inter pares., or a restriction of it- self to the “progressive part of humanity.” Its . By R. Bosworth Smith. divinity is largely proved by its fitness to succeed, and by its actual successes, among all nations and kindreds and tongues. And it is a strange miscon- ception of its genius and spirit to suppose that such a compromise or such a partnership as Mr. Smith suggests is for a moment possible to it. Moreover, Mr. Smith is not fortunate in his asser- tions concerning the excellencies of Mohammedan- ism in practice. He has to resort, for example, to some special pleading, in an appendix, to defend Mohammedanism in Africa against the damaging testimony of Dr. Livingstone. Since then we have had Livingstone’s “ Last Journals,” in which is additional testimony more serious and damaging than ever. It is hard to put confidence in his asser- tions of fact which have no personal observation to justify them, and which, in some instances, require special explanation, and some fervor of advocacy, to make them seem to stand. And yet there is something to be said on Mr. Smith’s side. It happened years ago to the writer of this criticism to come upon a Mohammedan mosque in the remote Chinese city of Foo-chow. After a day spent among Buddhist temples, with their innumerable images, and in dirty streets and noisome alleys of the crowded city, it was an im- mense relief to come suddenly into the quiet and cleanliness of this mosque. There were no images; there was (comparatively) no dirt. The legends written on the walls spoke of the Unity of God. The calm and dignified old Tartar in charge of the place, recognizing us as Christians, claimed fellow- ship with us, as, in a sense, co-religionists. Nor were we any way unwilling to admit the claim and to reciprocate the fellowship. It was a purer spiritual atmosphere to breathe than that of polytheism. Mr. Smith’s book is very readable ; and the Messrs. Harper have greatly added to the value of it by giv- ing in an appendix' Mr. Emanuel Deutsch’s famous “Quarterly Review” article on Islam. Gautier’s Travels.* Gautier had a captivating way of throwing him- self into harmony with a new landscape, of getting from an old view new lights and tints. He was both poet and painter, and these two books on lands that lie at the two extremities of Europe, are mod- els in the line of rapid, sketchy travel. They be- long strictly to these modern times when the Cor- respondent flourishes, but their want of depth is made up by Gautier’s sympathetic nature, his mar- velous sensitiveness to color, and unequaled ability to flash picture after picture before the reader’s eyes, all at their most favorable point of vantage. He never nods ; all is brisk life, hurry, and joyousness. In the Russian book we get, in the midst of a long- sweeping sleigh journey over snowy steppes, a sud- den photograph. It is only a beautiful young Jew- ess in rags in some squalid Polish town, but the hand that drew her was masterly in its own way, and the picture remains. * A Winter in Russia. Translated by M. M. Ripley.— Con- stantinople. Translated by R. H. Gould from the French of Theophile Gautier. New York : H. Holt & Co. 01 23456789 10 Missouri Botanical cm copyright reserved garden 134 CULl'URE AND PROGRESS. go occasionally to the very foundations. If in one tain^ng ^count of the Dancing Sdiool in Tavistock o^ervatirs upo^En^isriTfe L chractrwhkh have been made by any American. by any painful sense of inferiority in the presence of the mighty and the immemorial. There is no to himself in the treatment of his subject. We speak of the new touch that is rec sciousness of the book is one of is a naivete which is not the origi nor is it, on the ‘ Oh, this is you ! ’ and ‘ I have heard of you before.’ I once went upon a visit to a friend of mine, who mustering i^a town in one of the western shires of and been to India. But he had come into his prop- erty, and was now a country squire, with a large (What a fine old 1 play “Yankee Doodle,” but I find they c it’ ‘How good of you! ’I exclaimed, c the mention of : for the diplomatists. ’ As I sat thire listening to his British swell is analyzed in to persons in a c the exercise of ng reverie to the test of^ is to the shop-boy, and above^; but they^will, too, fed^ some bitter m their