A POOR KIND OF MUSICIAN.
As Paderewsld was passing through Switzerland recently he had an amusing experience while staying overnight in a hotel, where the usual catering func-' tions were carried on in conjunction with those of a dancing hall. The master was enjoying a tranquil afterdinner cigar, when the landlord, in a state of fussy excitement., approached him. "Excuse me, sir," said tho landlord, "but I hear that you know how to play tho piano!" Padorowski modestly admitted the mild impeachment. "Very well," continued the landlord, "I wisli to make you a proposal. My pianist has had an accident, and will not be able to play to-night, and if I cannot find a substitute there will be no dancing, which will mean a great losb to me. Will you take on the job, sir? I will pay you whatever you ask—four francs, six francs even, if you demand so much." Parterewski expressed his. regret for the landlord's misfortune, but himself begged ttt lie excused, snying that lio really, did not know how to play either i'ox trots or tangoes. The landlord regarded him in amazement' for a second or two, then shrugged significantly, and walked away with an expression of unutterable contempt for the' ignorance of this selfstyled pianist upon his countenance. ■
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Evening Post, Volume CX, Issue 118, 14 November 1925, Page 17
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A POOR KIND OF MUSICIAN.
Evening Post, Volume CX, Issue 118, 14 November 1925, Page 17
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