Life — November 5, 1908 — page 13: what you’re looking at

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WHO HE WAS Irvin Cobb tells a story of a little, wiry negro who went into a resort in Natchez, displayed a large roll of bills and bought a drink. As he was paying for it another negro came in, very large and very black. He looked at the little gman and said: “Niggah, whar you git all dat -tendah,” said the little negro, by way of a Ab think Ah shall tek a bottle of datah “Pears quite satisfyin’ tuh_ meh.” roared the big one, r you git dat ast you. I's the town bully, Tis. I follows bullyin’ foh a trade. Whar you git it?” The little negro began stuffing the money back into his pockets. “Seems to me," he mused, “I ain't got ‘auf pockets to hold all mah wealth.” The big negro jumped at the little one.“ You hear what I said?" be demanded. ‘I's the town bully an’ I wanter know whar you git all dat money?" Quick as a flash, the little negro uppercut the big, one, catching him on the point of the jaw and knock: ing him down, In a moment the big negro revived cugh to look up from the floor and ask bumbly, h, who is you, anyhow?” replied the little one, blowing his knuckles, IN A DUBLIN CEMETERY ic story of a child's heroism is told by a 4 | gentleman. Recently he proposed to drive . | da 2 nis wife to the beautiful Glasnevin Cemetery \ . Ser aloes Sigh te bent tome oor vert , » (Call and recall their old, he told him to get ready to accompany them. i 2 The child’s countenance fell, and the father said: a” RN / happiest hours of “Don't you want to go, Willie?” f ] The little lip quivered, but the child answered, Py Y J Z . i “Yes, papa, if you wish.” Z Life in the music of The child was strangely silent during the drive, and when the carriage drove up to the entrance he J ‘ ung to his mother's side and looked up in her face . with pathetic: wintfoloess, | &He The party alighted and walked among the graves ?. . and along the tree shadowed avenues, looking at the inscriptions om the last resting places of the dwellers i in the beautiful city of the dead. After an hour or so thus spent, they returned to the carriage, and the . . o . Elker Mia he dle ene be Linco the Gata T is almost universally conceded by musicians and others that this wonder- leked surprised, drew a breath of elit, and asked ful instrument presents by far the most promising possibilities for the ren- ny, am T going back with you? : : mA : : oe : dering of pleasingly artistic music. Now its superiority has been carried “Of course you are; why not?” nt ve eee ike chien the:ceme- forward still another step, through the introduction of the ARTISTYLE ‘a man does not show the heroism in the face system of expression characters with which the Melodant-Angelus rolls are of death that this child evinced i ‘hat, to him, had . . . . 5 ‘Teen a nueins to leaps tba wend “Zon: | marked. In this new method of roll-marking the performer is provided with a guide to correct playing, simple and easily understood, which renders jhe ake oy ny eh a ee ssi vie angie impossible the chance of misinterpretation. 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