The Strand Magazine, Vol. 07, Issue 40, April, 1894: An Illustrated MonthlyVarious
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A piano, he considered, is not absolutely necessary, and he composed
much without the use of one. For instance, on a journey, or long
voyage, or when rusticating in some primitive, far-away little hamlet,
where the peacefulness and quietude are suggestive of composition, but
where the running brook does duty for a piano and you fit your melodies
to the sighing of the wind among the fir trees. Still, the instrument
helped sometimes the development of his musical ideas, and generally
when convenient he made use of one. "I believe," he said, "the creating
power of music to be a precious gift of Nature, which cannot be
obtained by work and study, but only improved and lighted by musical
sciences, besides being purely _empérique_. With the belief that
composers often work better and produce finer results when put under a
certain amount of pressure the professor agrees, pinning his belief on
history, which tells us of many masterpieces being done thus.
"I have never thought," he resumed, "of the reasons explaining why
England, who produced such great poets, has had, comparatively
speaking, but few musicians. It seems to me that the idea that the
English are not gifted for music cannot be considered as 'definitive.'
Who knows that a musical Shakespeare will not be produced? You have
already men of much promise and whose work is very serious."
Of his own compositions, Tschaïkowsky considered his opera "La Dame de
Pique" the best work he had ever done, an opinion which is shared by
many of his admirers.
[Illustration: P Tschaïkowsky]
NOTE.--Cowen's opera, referred to in our February number as
"Sigrid," should have been "Signa," which had not been produced
when this article was written.
[Illustration]
THE ZEALOUS SENTINEL
AN INCIDENT OF THE SIEGE OF PARIS
It was a chill and cheerless day towards the end of November of
the year 1870. The siege of Paris was in full tide of determinate
execution. For two months, and a little more, the German host
had environed the city with a circle of glistening bayonets and
loud-mouthed cannons, cutting off intercourse with the outside world,
and effectually preventing the incoming of provisions; the smoke and
fumes of burning powder filled the air; while shot and shell rained
down upon the doomed metropolis, by day and by night.
Near the corner of the Boulevard Mazas and the Rue de Bercy was
situated the wine-shop of Victor Rameau, a popular resort of the
middling classes, but patronized by men of high standing, and often
sought by those of the lowest strata of society. On this chill November
day the spacious apartment on the street level was filled by a motley
assemblage. There were present representatives of almost every trade,
profession, and calling, though the military element predominated.
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