The death of Mademoiselle Tietjens deprives the lyric stage of
the greatest artist, both as singer and actress, of her time. No decline of her unequalled powers had taken place; she never sang more superbly or acted more grandly than on the last occa- sion on which she was to be heard and seen by the public, who recognised her as the supreme mistress of her art twenty years ago. Herein her fate differs widely from that of most famous singers. Not only the loss of an incomparable artist is deplored by those who mourn her. She was a noble woman, great of heart, a constant friend, full of charity, home-loving, and kindly, of high courage. Her prolonged sufferings were borne by her with heroic fortitude, and ceaseless solicitude for the feelings of those around her. At the height of her renown, she was ever keen to recognise and eager to assist aspirants in her own art ; liberal of praise ; thoroughly appreciative of her own great genius, but untouched by vanity, as incapable of envy as her position wee beyond rivalry. In all things essentially great, Therese Tietjena leaves a loved and honoured memory, and goes to her grave attended by the best blessings, those of the poor.
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