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Show lie-fe- THE SUNDAY HERALD, SUNDAY, JUNE 25 1223. - us ,4 .. r2 7l ir r iff mm ir vi m t m a i t w rs t -- m V ' )I TT 'I W ff ( . sr m fr , f . Hdw.the .Ill m 1 Beauties bf EuraDe4 PI MUSIC:- - : ; Living DUtchef -i: ahd the' Rumpus f ? That i FoUbwa... -I- V V 771 Fou by a i : 1 l . ! a. 1 : 'r mi- .t ; - 4 ; :. 4 i her hutMuufi bid him i '' family death. '' ' rault which waa cotmecUA acret paasag , bjr . 4 with ker bouduir. , ! I Tbera aha fed him aiul ' I t,rt rkited hint at' intmln. f ' ? f - 'J ! 1 1 : i . ! : Janczy Rifro, the Romantic Cypy Fiddler and One Time Intcrnitiona! lleartbreaaer aa Ue Louka Today. ' iay that whea' itars out of tight they arc flicker dead, arid never will thine agmlo. But the truth ta thai many of them are not dead at all, but feati- - And ofum they-retn- rii to i eurpriae everybody with a brief across the , flish firmament , . Yfan ago twenty or thirty v one of the most romantic figJ uret in all the world was the Gypsy fiddler, Janczy Eigo. Bom in a peasant hut in Hungary, he atarted out in life with a fascinating inula and a magic 'taste for music. And T HEY v. t . ki a .j ... tune and left lUtrewn with broken '" i, anonrtfiiem the heart of whom he (tola from her :. 4r prince. The- 1 -. Princeae Chimi v from a aCthe HioJograpIt!Mad D Tore " f .1?mf ",." , .,.' "" - down and down till he flickered ent of public light. They said ce war nead. And then, the other day, hii name again blazed through the headline!, briefly; like spiraied A HS U.T . s. ,rLmr7 . v. :."!:--- Below-'.-- ni . . ? : Kiro J ' Voices. -- . , . , t ' "Why, what does thia mean?"1he got.ojit ' finally.. U. i Tbe,W6maft looked up IangTiklly. Finally she,, - r. ttM, Rigo ,;.- ; Jancay . appeared with his smile. "Ah, my lrind". he began, "what a home you have given ; .... My wife and ' f! But I didn't know anythlnff about your wifel" Hamberger sputtered" angrily. "Or about your parrots, either. I thought you were coming here to sleep over night I didn't invite you. to move In and settle down.. The, neighbors are complain-- " mg and the landlord is on his "way to make tron-- " 'krt far A before the r pbli. ,i - j 'Aid, sl I ilr ,m v-- tp nvt t Ni . h . , " nungaisow , Eben ward, or xietroit, .. 7S fl -' The Princess Chlraay, from a Very Early Photo-graph Showing Her as She Looked off the , Roman tie Evening When She Met Riga. r ' ?' ; to Italy. disappearante died down, they outrasred. And when Prince the - - .a. Bel- A . . ..t Chimav. . . . . . gian noble and intimate oz waning Leopold, bad obtained ,hls divorce,. they were, married.' ' Their spectacular life together, which lasted ten years, served to destroy what social standing remained to the Princess and eventually she nested hy I a se--. ' fell in love with a cret passag&-wit- h railway porter whom she first saw as he Sat upon' truck eating' bgead- and Her b(?doir. Thafe She fed aasage in Naples, So she left her Gypsy. After n'nl ii ft si irlitif rn er ivoroeehe- heeame Signera Rieciardi. him at intervals. ' , There was another stormy Btretch of married life ,A;terJthe gwite- - Jbefore Rieciardi. divorce hef. because he claimed she had fallen in love with Albano CassellatO, ment, caused oy : his ehauffeur. She married the chauffeur Seven years ago Clara Ward that was died In Padua, not in poverty, as moralists might vwege of sin, hut possessed of a The rrWCTt UlHxff lHortorihofedoUam ff. . i Riee. meanwhile had come to "America and another wormip with his smile and his jrJian 1 fr f graphHlnan tnuw. xno!se were the ''bird and bottle".. da vs J New York, and kfi became jiight life attrae. v fn 1 ' Ftortly After iioni , One isening In, a Hrletn..caXef there was Their MarriagCk . ' girl td Vhorn he playd Jtfst as he had played t& the,Prirtcesshiny in Paris. . And ahe too, left 'her tome and herfamily and allame had and eilowe"dUitt-SWas Mr 1 Casper Emettoh, X of a former Philadelphia architect- Later ' wifebecame " . Madam Rieo.'""" she s- H wai she who hajW and triusilS V VI 'lover Hambergor into court when he objected hpr-an. k'pi barrots inHpflnihn- w tnnfpTtainiriir . . . . r: m ' nianome. y i J. 1 ' elo-pe- k d .... - , i "rL . . - i - j , vyf t be-iie- lra . ' . fJ v Jj - v - CMnU.sl. '(f I' 0 LUifv V ' i B - . - '. 1 if " i r .: '. 'f. T :; i Imiuiv -- V -- - . v b r . ., . a. . ' ' ,;, 'A Li In, , , . . it Wriv i W I t ! f j.M A X 1 i i '.' I I. i i I ... ..... v-- v . I i . , rr , " . -- ; ' " j . i L ; v-- 1 " v fXV't - ' lv" T " SS?RH - ,.F . - ' r :- -- : - ! t-- ALj - " : ? f - - a-;--: n, Michigan, smrg- gled the fiddler inf, i.n. k " h band's caistle and hid him- - in an old family death 1, vault' which coor t - "l ? 1 jy s r!i r 'J :aroud at; the apartment; to see how his guest anna via "m wia .uttHe wiu sv iiteco find awtu ' the fiddler playing expected io, j future,1 I soiuy wniie he waiteji witn a, Morn nag or two, , i out. w ucit ue kui uutuu ma auaruBeiu na iieariy j Miimwri. i i -- 1 . . ... ; But his smile remains, and his line Ho vivre. v j. i.uroPpeu;ueaa, r Instead or Kige playing sortly neside a.for!nm. Klllo. his fiddle. For he ill. after what old tjravelhng .bag, he saw a somewhat Dortiv. more does a imidifle-agtwoman propped on a chaise lounge ,Vv That momentarv --flash. Vni.vr. j-- r oi cnocoiaoea near one nana ana the memory of past glory; a ,reflaction of the .fc? novel w the others lie saw nva i pnow-jscsrete- d fight that hurst upon a atartled bublle On a runks, partially unpacked and spilling their con-- V Christmas eve.-lParis, and . shond brfeht and .uu i ui? owk-kistcsuuy xor manv vears. iwejiiy unraoois scattered here and theaaWell as an assortoieat ,. It was the Christmas 'Eve bf 1195 T 4 tne nnii. cages, fans Wssce epiatg. And In th . qafe PaiUard. ture. And hewi8everal cats roaming through on the .roulevard des Itolidns, adistiguishcJ " '. v.--ron was assembled. AnienVanj millionaires, , . . But what he si more haa artvttrm elxwu'.. ,:.s, a trio of parrots; great bixdarwita wicked beaks . -- ' . ' hompfT called ' ,' i Sat oi3y a brief mo-- ,' and then 1 tarnished spienddr. For : $ T j s ' ' be once romantic Romanw Jaa Is nd longer' r the slender, handsome, drearn figure that Si ne was an tne iay; the Princess iTChima left hpr cjutleiyt&n) ho and her hkrh pstat tn tvamn th tmiia'Af I .. "tte world with him. H IS i n mn mnn , ; . Budgy; a neanngwventy, frown sleek, bald bei , i ro;"-- .IJ n , .. the passing t . millionaire ! cv- -j "r i '1 " for . . to wan-Bern- . . 4 . - ' tory , I" .' - l" 1' world heard; the of those, weeks. The trini cess, . who- - wu j , VM - : hftiarf the' : J and scornful eyes, perchbijr'on the tops of ou paintings and screaming at the tops of their - A . bort Clara Ward, daughter of the eccentric :inulti irorn-uptow- bills from, Ws Md raaed iVlnto tha brown hattf of the Sypsy, . - j , ; "And yjiu pack your things and come right 1, over to my apartment,'? he.mvited, :"My Wife 1 motbar's lor ,H'--'':-"1 e tor tion pt the Littliiuitgvy1 reiiwne o ijr novej. Then Hamberfror whil remurants to the timeusint tnw& i ssia.0 vt'i uok sw , vw vvivn a ow aTVMwys ' the Tarrots shrieked told his visitors what he But Rige alwayf was the suave genUoman and pipught about folks whe take advantage of an 91 mixer. He told his story. It was a tale of aiuanesB. jia wu so emnnatie uiac J4adiuna Uigo. walked to $ha Hearesti court, where harA Juck. i He waa indeed losing his job;- And . woo waa forsfl. no va sumioons cnarnns ner nose fnm evtnea zracs nis ; ihome forBAifjdyment of nnt Ho rwas sadlr i ianguage.". A- - ,v' ' was. It funds whenthe without to weU s prospects. y s t' newspaperi printed an L Ji - .Violinist' i : v V ' -- - , n r..Iu : 1 . Ancestral Princess Hid the "And ; again. Afterward the program waa entirely of her choosing. ; V.nen WM over Kigo ror ft waf "'w U8 '"Partment to dress for another effamire- mn; ' A courier camwasto the door and said that huher carriage "ce?8 vWmay andished to see him, waiting When he went to the ttreXf he found the girl to whom, he had made love with his bow, i He leaned over the to speak to her, and postillion pushed carriage him inside and banged, the door, , They drove away. . Ana mat was uie last Paris aaw of i Tt f love-son-g of the Chimava Where the touch. "' '"I've known only one person ho could play Hungarian music that way," laid Bamberger to himself. he is dead."; He shifted about so that he might see the fiddlerand nearly fell off his chair. "It canH be Rigor he told hlnv self. "And yet it is Rigol Older and fatter and browner and shabbier than.ne" ever was before, flaying in this cheap Utile ( plaee RigeH - : Hamberger called the propritor. Tes. said r that gentleman, the fiddler Rigo. He'd been there some time, but it was the end. He was letting him go.. His music was eiecrablel' He, .. . the proprietor; couldn't be annoyed er bav his ' patrons annoyed. Riga's day was over. "Is that replied rather than." me him over "You to and ; send here Inquired. make it snappy P Rige came, his once famous fiddle under his arm, nis once equally famous smde creasing his face till it looked like wrinkled parchment He didn't remember Hamberger, ''Who "had . j'j!r JyS, '' Sttddly tha leader 'began tlayinf to' in tvd i enceof one, a girl with fair hair and great, brown eyes, who sat at a nearby table. He looked into her eyes as he coaxed a Romany from thefiddle. - And she returned the look. He went to her table and asked what she would I1ITB fA luva film ntott' "That song again," Wtjft.jLhd ft played u. '. : 2 A tne iiasn oi a tailing itari . that might, not have oc, Even curred "if a certain Bin. John Ham berger hadnt gone to Europe and left ber husband at home in Mew York to take care of himself, One might he was seated tn a , small restaurant near his home, feeling blue and lonely when he heard the notes of a Hungarian' dance played upon the violin. There was fire in the melody and the soloist performed with a sure t i ; , . . I i , ' I ) |