Leschetizky was writing, at the time, a series of twelve piano pieces entitled Scenes of My Youth. It occurred to me that what he set down in music I might put down as memoirs. When one has a distinguished brother-ih-law whose name has sounded through the whole mu sical world, one naturally desires to talk of him a little, especially as so much has been recklessly reported with so little foundation in fact. My readers will see that I have not eh tered into psychological disquisitions, so much in vogue with some authors at pres ent. I have endeavored merely to state facts as they are, to note the daily inci dents making up a life through which, in my estimation, the best character study can be made. It has been my object to portray a many-sided nature truthfully.