Frederic Chopin: His Life, Letters, and Works, v. 1 (of 2)Karasowski, Maurycy
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Frederic Chopin: His Life, Letters, and Works, v. 1 (of 2)
Karasowski, Maurycy
Chopin, Frédéric, 1810-1849
I listened with big eyes to this edifying discourse, and when it
was over I replied, that I was not at all sure whether it would
pay to make a public appearance, for I had not yet called upon any
influential people, not even on the Russian Ambassador, to whom I
had a letter from the Grand Prince Constantine.
At that, Herr Geymüller suddenly changed his tactics; but I took my
leave, regretting that I had robbed him of his precious time, and
thought to myself, “Wait you ... Jew.”
I have not been to the bandmaster, Lachner, yet, as I have not room
enough to receive return visits.
We went from the “City of London,” where we had a long bill to pay,
to the “Golden Lamb,” in Leopold Street, where we are still, hoping
that the Englishman will quit the Baronessʼs rooms to-day. “As soon
as we are in our own house,” says Titus, who always tries to make
me assume the position of the haughty patron, “we will introduce
an aristocratic _ton_. Then,” he continued, “we will receive, have
music, and arrange for concerts—but not gratuitous ones.”
I have not yet visited Madame Raayek, Frau von Elkau, Rothschild,
the Vogts, and various other interesting people. To-day I am going
to the Embassy, where I hope to see Baron Meindorf, whom I shall
ask for first, on Hussarzewskiʼs advice, for Baron Meindorf will
tell me when I can best present myself to Herr Tatyszezew.
[Sidenote: OPERA IN VIENNA.]
I have not touched the money which I had from the banker the day
before yesterday. I mean to be very careful of it. I am sorry, my
dear parents, but I must ask you to send me something more at the
end of the month for the journey to Italy, in case my concerts turn
out badly. The theatre is my heaviest expense; but this I regret
the less as Fräulein Heinefetter[79] and Herr Wildt[80] sing nearly
every evening, and are excellent beyond all description. This week
I have heard three entirely new operas: “Fra Diavolo” yesterday,
three days ago “Titus,” and to-day “William Tell.” I certainly
prefer “The Mutes of Portici” to “Fra Diavolo.”
I do not envy Orlowski[81] because he accompanies Lafont. Will the
time come when Lafont shall accompany me? Does the question seem
presumptuous? But if God wills it may come to pass.
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