Outside the opera houses, music in the period under review in this volume may be said to begin and end with Jullien, so far as _Punch_ is concerned. Jullien is roughly handled in the very first number of _Punch_. In the autumn of 1857 satire has given place to affection and generous recognition. And _Punch_ was right, for underneath all his superficial buffooneries Jullien was a great educator and reformer. The present writer vividly remembers an anecdote told him by the late Sir Charles Hallé in the 'eighties. After giving a description of Jullien's flamboyant attire--on one occasion he wore a shirt front embroidered with a picture of a nymph playing a flute under a palm tree--and his habit, after performing a solo on his golden piccolo, of flinging himself with a _beau geste_ of exhaustion into a gorgeously upholstered armchair, Sir Charles Hallé went on to recall how Jullien had once said to him: "To succeed in music in England, one must be either a great genius like _you_, or a great charlatan like _me_." Now Jullien had been a failure as a student at the Paris Conservatoire--but so had Verdi at Milan. But there is no warrant whatever for Punch's statement that he was "a _ci-devant_ waiter of a _quarante-sous traiteur_." Of the charlatan side of Jullien, the love of noise and, again to quote Carlyle, of the "explosion of all the upholsteries," _Punch_ gives a graphic if severe picture in the verses which appear in his first number:-- MONSIEUR JULLIEN "One!"--crash! "Two!"--clash! "Three!"--dash! "Four!"--smash! Diminuendo, Now crescendo:-- Thus play the furious band, Led by the kid-gloved hand Of Jullien--that Napoleon of quadrille, Of Piccolo-nians shrillest of the shrill; Perspiring raver Over a semi-quaver; Who tunes his pipes so well, he'll tell you that The natural key of Johnny Bull's--A flat. Demon of discord, with moustaches cloven-- Arch-impudent _improver_ of Beethoven-- Tricksy Professor of _charlatanerie_-- Inventor of musical artillery-- Barbarous rain and thunder maker-- Unconscionable money taker-- Travelling about both near and far, Toll to exact at every _bar_, What brings thee here again To desecrate old Drury's fane? Egregious attitudiniser! Antic fifer! com'st to advise her 'Gainst intellect and sense to close her walls? To raze her benches, That Gallic wenches Might play their brazen antics at masked balls? [Sidenote: _Early Promenade Concerts_] [Illustration: "GENTS" AT THE PROMENADE CONCERT]