h obstinate work, guided by
good studies, and helped by that indispensable element,
natural aptitude, genius is a gift from Heaven, which
neither treatise on harmony, nor the works on counterpoint,
nor a given song, shall ever procure to those who have no
sacred fire.

"Last Tuesday Mr. White gave a concert in the Herz Hall; and
here he has had the good fortune to receive, from the
delighted audience that surrounded him, a double wreath,
given together to the violinist and to the composer. The
concerto he played, and whose author he is, is one of the
best modern conceptions we ever heard of the kind.

"The style of a concerto must be, at the same time, serious
in thoughts and in their developments, graceful and
brilliant, in order to bring forth the talent of execution
of the virtuoso. Here is a double reef to avoid, and here
many artists have been wrecked. Vieuxtemps and Leonard are
the modern masters who have been the most successful in this
difficult style; but how many have been less happy!

"Mr. White's concerto is very temperate, of unnecessary
length. The fabric of it is very well cared for; the
mother-thoughts are well separated from the very
commencement; the harmonies are unmistakably elegant and
fine; and the orchestration is written with a firm and sure
hand, without fumblings or failings. The three episodes are
naturally united by the _tuttis_; the third movement,
'_rondo a la turca_,' is charming in cut and manner, its
rhythms original and frank, and has won all approbations,
and brought forth several times unanimous _bravos_ from the
whole assembly. This composition of a high value has been,
in one word, the object of a true ovation for Mr. White, who
was both author and composer."

The "Art Musicale" speaks thus of this concerto:--

"From the first measures one feels himself in presence of a
nature strong and individual, and not in the presence of a
_proletaire_ of the large tribe of virtuoso composers.

"Not a single note in the composition has been given to
_virtuosite_, though the difficulties of execution be
enormous. 'With every true artist there is an eternally
vibrating chord, which goes to the heart,' says Boileau; and
that is why Mr. White asks only that his own emotion shall
excite emotio