was the occasion of keen controversy among the critics
of the time. Entirely averse to the conventional
method of idealizing the character of the country
girl out of all semblance to nature, Malibran was essentially
realistic in preserving the rusticity, awkwardness,
and
naivete of peasant-life. One critic
argued: “It is by no means rare to discover
in the humblest walk of life an inborn grace and delicacy
of Nature’s own implanting; and such assuredly
is the model from which characters like
Ninetta
and
Zerlina ought to be copied.”
But there were others who saw in the vigor, breadth,
and verisimilitude of
Mme. Malibran’s stage
portraits of the peasant wench the truest and finest
dramatic justice. A great singer of our own age,
Mme. Pauline Lucca, seems to have modeled her
performances of the operatic rustic after the same
method. In such characters as __Susanna in the
“Nozze di Figaro,” and
Fidalma
in Cimarosa’s “Il Matrimonio Segreto,”
her talent for lyric comedy impressed the
cognoscenti
of London with irresistible power. She was fascinated
by the ludicrous, and was wont to say that she was
anxious to play the
Duenna in “Il Barbiere”
for the sake of the grotesque costume. In playing
Fidalma the drollery of her tone and manner,
the richness and originality of her comic humor, were
incomparable. Her daring, however, prompted her
to do strange things, which would have been condemned
in any other singer. For example, while
Fidalma
is in the midst of the most ludicrous drollery of
the part, Malibran suddenly took up one word and gave
an extended series of the most brilliant and difficult
roulades of her own improvisation, through the whole
range of her voice. Her hearers were transported
at this musical feat, but it entirely interrupted
the continuity of the humor.
On Mme. Malibran’s return to Paris, she
found her father, who had unexpectedly returned from
his Mexican tour, thoroughly bankrupted in purse,
and more embittered than ever by his train of misfortunes.
He announced his intention of giving some representations
at the Theatre Italien. This resolution caused
much vexation to his daughter, but she did not oppose
it. Garcia had lost a part of his voice; his tenor
had become a barytone, and he could no longer reach
the notes which had in former times been written for
him. She knew how much her father’s voice
had become injured, and knowing equally well his intrepid
courage, feared, not without reason, that he would
tarnish his brilliant reputation. Garcia displayed
even more than ever the great artist. A hoarseness
seized him at the moment of appearing on the stage.
“This is nothing,” said he: “I
shall do very well”; and, by sheer strength of
talent and of will, he arranged the music of his part
(Almaviva) to suit the condition of his voice,
changing the passages, transposing them an octave
lower, and taking up notes adroitly where he found
his voice available; and all this instantly, with
an admirable confidence.