The Strand Magazine, Vol. 27, No. 161, May 1904Various
General
The Strand Magazine, Vol. 27, No. 161, May 1904
Various
English literature -- Periodicals; Short stories, English -- Periodicals
"You know," said Dr. Elgar, as he settled down to talk for the purpose
of this interview, in accordance with a long-standing promise made in
what he came to regard as an unguarded moment--"you know, since you
compel me to begin at the beginning, that I 'began' in Broadheath, a
little village three miles from Worcester, in which city my father was
organist of St. George's Catholic Church, a post he held for
thirty-seven years. I was a very little boy indeed when I began to show
some aptitude for music and used to extemporize on the piano. When I was
quite small I received a few lessons on the piano. The organ-loft then
attracted me, and from the time I was about seven or eight I used to go
and sit by my father and watch him play. After a time I began to try to
play myself. At first the only thing I succeeded in producing was noise,
but gradually, out of the chaos, harmony began to evolve itself. In
those days, too, an English opera company used to visit the old
Worcester Theatre, and I was taken into the orchestra, which consisted
of only eight or ten performers, and so heard old operas like 'Norma,'
'Traviata,' 'Trovatore,' and, above all, 'Don Giovanni.'
[Illustration: DR. EDWARD ELGAR.
_From a Photo. by E. T. Holding._]
"My general education was not neglected. I went to Littleton House
School until I was about fifteen. At the same time I saw and learnt a
great deal about music from the stream of music that passed through my
father's establishment.
"My hope was that I should be able to get a musical education, and I
worked hard at German on the chance that I should go to Leipsic, but my
father discovered that he could not afford to send me away, and anything
in that direction seemed to be at an end. Then a friend, a solicitor,
suggested that I should go to him for a year and see how I liked the
law. I went for a year, but came to the conclusion that the law was not
for me, and I determined to return to music. There appeared to be an
opening for a violinist in Worcester, and as it occurred to me that it
would be a good thing to try to take advantage of the opening, I had
been teaching myself to play the violin. Then I began to teach on my own
account, and spent such leisure as I had in writing music. It was music
of a sort--bad, very bad--but my juvenile efforts are, I hope,
destroyed.
"Although I was teaching the violin I wanted to improve my playing, so I
began to save up in order to go to London to get some lessons from Herr
Pollitzer. On one occasion I was working the first violin part of the
Haydn quartet. There was a rest, and I suddenly began to play the 'cello
part. Pollitzer looked up. 'You know the whole thing?' he said.
"'Of course,' I replied.
"He looked up, curiously. 'Do you compose, yourself?' he asked.
"'I try,' I replied again.
"'Show me something of yours,' he said.
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