My Life — Volume 2 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 486 pages of information about My Life — Volume 2.

My Life — Volume 2 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 486 pages of information about My Life — Volume 2.
a raft we were passing and held our little vessel fast, and, while the two rowers screamed that the Ellida would be lost, quickly hoisted the lady out of the skiff on to the raft, across which we walked to the shore, calmly leaving our friends to save the Ellida as best they could.  We two then continued our way along the bank through a terrific storm of rain, but yet on safe and sure ground, towards the city.  My conduct in presence of this danger did not fail to increase the respect in which my friends held me, as was proved by a banquet given in a public garden at which a great number of my admirers were present.  Here they treated me quite in Hungarian style.  An enormous band of gipsy musicians was drawn up, and greeted me with the Rakoczy March as I approached, while the assembled guests joined in with impetuous shouts of ‘Eljen!’ There were also fiery orations with appreciative allusions to myself and my influence which extended far and wide throughout Germany.  The introductory parts of these speeches were always in Hungarian, and were meant to excuse the fact that the main oration would be delivered in German for the sake of their guest.  Here I noticed that they never spoke of me as ‘Richard Wagner,’ but as ‘Wagner Richard.’

Even the highest military officials were not behindhand in offering me their homage, through the medium of Field-Marshal Coronini.  The Count invited me to a performance by the military bands in the castle at Ofen, where I was graciously received by him and his family, treated to ices, and then conducted to a balcony whence I listened to a concert given by the massed bands.  The effect of all these demonstrations was exceedingly refreshing, and I almost regretted having to leave the rejuvenating atmosphere of Buda-Pesth, and return to my dull and musty Viennese asylum.

On the homeward journey, in the beginning of August, I travelled part of the way with Herr von Seebach, the amiable Saxon Ambassador, whom I had known in Paris.  He complained of the enormous losses he had incurred through the difficulty of administering the South Russian estates he had acquired by marriage, and from which he was just returning.  On the other hand, I was able to reassure him as to my own position, which seemed to give him genuine pleasure.

The small receipts from my Buda-Pesth concerts, of which, moreover, I had only been able to carry away half, were not calculated to afford me any effectual relief as to the future.  Having now staked my all on what I trusted might be a permanent establishment, the first question was how best to secure a salary, which should at least be certain though not necessarily over-large.  Meanwhile I did not consider myself bound to abandon my St. Petersburg connection, nor the plans I had founded upon it.  Nor did I entirely disbelieve the assurances of Remenyi, who boasted that he had great influence with the Magyar magnates, and assured me it would be no great matter to obtain

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