_Stringed._ _Wind._ First Violins 115 | Flutes 8 Second Violins 100 | Clarionets 8 Violoncellos 65 | Oboes 8 Violas 65 | Bassoons 8 Double Basses 85 | Horns 12 ---- | Trumpets 8 430 | Trombones 9 74 | Tubas 3 ---- | Drums 10 Total, 504 | -- 74 The grand orchestra is composed of the following instruments, in addition to those specified above: Piccolos and Flutes 25 E-flat Clarionets 20 B-flat Clarionets 50 E-flat Cornets 50 B-flat Cornets 75 E-flat Alto Horns 75 B-flat Tenor Horns 25 Tenor Trombones 50 Bass Trombones 25 B-flat Baritones 25 E-flat Basso Tubas 75 Small Drums 50 Bass Drums 25 Cymbals 10 Triangles 10 ---- 590 Chorus Orchestra 504 ---- Total 1094 The players and singers are all in their places. The organ sounds a few chords, and the players tune their instruments therefrom. Ole Bull comes in and takes his seat at the head of the first violinists, amid applause from all parts of the house, and the veteran Norwegian cavalier sits there, with his bow upon his violin, as straight and as lordly as one of his own pines, watching the conductor with flashing eyes. It is Mr. Gilmore who has just followed him, and as he takes the stand, enthusiasm breaks out in every part of the vast building, and the applause is loud and long. When it has subsided, he raises his baton. The chorus rises, and there is something stirring even in the rising of such a vast throng. The audience is hushed, and, for an instant, there is perfect stillness. The baton descends, and chorus, orchestra and organ sound in a mighty chord of harmony the opening note of Martin Luther's grand old choral. As they sweep along through its slow and solemn movement as regularly as the swing of a pendulum, the organ's mighty diapason upholding the whole and keeping them together, it is like the voice of many waters. It is not a chaos of noise, as I had dreamed it would be; not a mere volume of sound without music. The voices come to you blended together as the sounds of nature--the songs of the birds, the blasts of the winds and the rushings of the torrents--blend. The instruments are powerful, but smooth. In that vast array you lose the scrape of the strings and the blare of the brasses. They are toned down into pure