Rensselaer Republican, Volume 15, Number 45, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 19 July 1883 — A Whistling Tenor. [ARTICLE]

A Whistling Tenor.

Morere, the tenor, has been shut up in an asylum, incurably mad over his pet hobby—whistling. For years he cultivated that faculty, up til he was able to emit'a blast that would frighten the cab horses on the boulevards of Paris, and drive cornet players wild with envy. Once he was arrested and fined for. disturbing the public peace, when he had only whistled an air while walking home from the opera, loud enough, however, to wake up every one within half a mile, more or less. On another occasion he was singing in “Faust” at the Grand Opera, and, having a cold, gave some wrong notes. The audience hissed. Down he sprang into the orchestra and cried: “Since you have begun to hiss, let me tell you that yon don’t understand the art in the least. Now listen.” Then he gave a whistle a minute long and loud enough to'make a caliope sick. There was no more hissing and the opera went on. At present he believes himself commissioned to learn to whistle loud enough to drown the sounds of a locomotive and all the bells and Notre Dame together, and he practices faithfully ten hours a day. —Pittsburgh Dispatch. Although Russia has vast beds of excellent coal, she imports nearly half of what she uses—chiefly through lack of internal communication.