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It is confusing. He cannot draw close to people near at hand so he gets hold of a name out of a newspaper and his mind plays with it. On one morning he told me he was a cousin to the man named Cox who at the time when I write is a candidate for the presidency. On another morning he told me that Caruso the singer had married a woman who was his sister-in-law.
The scout Caruso, hey, Slady? What are we going to meet under the elm tree for?" "You'll see when we get there. All you have to do in the meantime is to keep still. Do you think you can do that?" "Silence is my middle name, Slady; I eat it alive."
Sometimes, when Melba, or Caruso, or some world-renowned favorite was there, she would take Elizabeth for an hour, usually slipping out just after the favorite solo with noticeable loftiness, as if the orchestra were the common dust of the earth, and she only condescended to come for the soloist. So Elizabeth had scarcely known the delight of a whole concert of fine orchestral music.
"It is not honest," said Robbie Belle. Fragments of gay chatter floated back to them. "Caruso and Sembrich in Lucia di Lammermoor! Fancy! It is the most wonderful combination of extraordinary talent genius. I shall certainly go if I have to stand up every minute of the three hours." "It is simply wicked to miss such an opportunity." "Important part of our education, isn't it?
Every great artist has his own peculiar manner of accomplishing results has his own vocal mastery. Patti had one kind, Maurel another, Lehmann still another. Caruso may also be said to have his own vocal mastery.
The matter was finally adjusted by the courts, and the unscrupulous teacher lost 200,000 lire by the judgment. In Italy every man must serve his time in the army, and Caruso was checked in his operatic career by the call to go into barracks. Not long, however, was he compelled to undergo the tedium of army life.
"Oh!" sighed Berta, as she clasped her hands those thin nervous hands with the long fingers that Robbie Belle admired all the more for their contrast with her own dimpled ones, "think of hearing Caruso and Sembrich together in grand opera! I could walk all the way on my knees." "What!" cried Robbie Belle in wide-eyed astonishment, her spoon half way to her mouth, "walk seventy miles!
At the end of the second year, when Caruso was twelve years of age, he decided that he had had enough of the school, and he made himself so disagreeable to the head master that he was sent home in disgrace. His irate father gave him a sound thrashing and declared that he must be apprenticed to a mechanical engineer.
He was a better actor than Caruso." "And so ugly that he was good-looking. Caruso is becoming uneven." Vaguely the musician considered the novelist. "You think so?" "It rather looked that way last night." Angelo Cara plucked again at the rug. "But," Jones continued, "in the 'Terra addio' he made up for it. What an enchantment that duo is!" The musician's hand moved from the rug to his face.
She was the one who could be depended upon to appreciate the Caruso phonograph record, and the Chinese lantern which Mr. Marbury had brought back as his present from San Francisco. Carol found the Marburys admiring and therefore admirable. This September Sunday evening she wore a net frock with a pale pink lining. A nap had soothed away the faint lines of tiredness beside her eyes.
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