"He went to Stutgard, and received a command to appear before the queen. Pursuing his travels, he visited Paris, with five pounds in his pocket, and five hundred in his imagination. Here he found no means of making himself known, and sunk gradually into penury; when Mr. Stockhausen took him by the hand, and procured him introductions to the highest circles. From France he came to England, but, upon his arrival, unfortunately, he received a 'patronizing invitation' to play at a rout at the Marchioness of Salisbury's. A French horn would have been more appropriate there than the delicate Jew's harp. The gay party saw, indeed, a man in a corner doing something, and making wry faces over it, they heard no sound, and wondered what it was. Eulenstein, shocked and mortified, determined to leave England, and was about to set off for the Continent, when the Duke of Gordon kindly patronized him, procured a command from the late King to play in his presence, and, in short, may be considered to be the architect of his promising fortune." The accordion was a new and fashionable instrument, and there was in 1836 a musical instrument called an "Æolophone," which I fancy must have been a kind of Æolian harp; and in 1837 there was an awful thing called the "Eidophusion," whilst, all during the reign, a composite instrument, called the "Apollonicon," was performed on daily at 101, St. Martin's Lane. Whilst on the subject of music in England, I must not omit to mention the commencement of a peculiar school, which since has attained large dimensions--I mean the "nigger" songs, of which the first was sung in 1836 by an actor named T. D. Rice, who introduced it at the Adelphi, in a play called "A Flight to America." Although very silly stuff, it became the rage, and I reproduce it because it was the first of its kind. It will be noted that the nigger costume was not of that exaggerated and complex character into which it has now developed. [Illustration: Jim Crow.] "I cam from ole Kentucky, A long time ago, Where first I larn to wheel about, And jump Jim Crow. _Chorus._ Wheel about, and turn about, And do jis so, Eb'ry time I wheel about, I jump Jim Crow. "I us'd to take him fiddle, Eb'ry morn and afternoon, And charm the ole Buzzard, And dance to the Racoon. Wheel about, etc. "I landed fust at Liverpool, Dat place of ships and docks, I strutted down Lord Street, And ask'd de price of stocks. Wheel about, etc. "I paid my fare den up to Town, On de coach to cut a dash, De axletree soon gave way, And spilt us wid a smash. Wheel about, etc. "I lighted den upon my head, All in de nassy dirt, Dey all thought dat I war dead, But I laughed and wasn't hurt. Wheel about, etc.