MR. OLE BULL, Lexington.
Ole Bull the next morning went to Mr. Clay’s house, taking with him his
violin. He went into the room adjoining the one in which Mr. Clay was
seated, and played in a low tone the great statesman’s favorite melody,
“The Last Rose of Summer.” Mr. Clay’s interest was immediately aroused,
and he asked if some one was not playing in the street. As the air
continued, he remarked, “Ah, that must be Ole Bull; no one but he could
play the old familiar air in that manner.” When the artist finished, the
doors were thrown open, and they embraced.
The following correspondence is interesting from the association of
distinguished names:—
SENATE CHAMBER, WASHINGTON, _March 15, 1852_.