The south-western. [volume] (Shreveport, La.) 1852-1870, 1865-08-23
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JAcoUE ODIMUxTz, EsQ-DEAR BowER:-Next tc
nv unaccountable penchant for the sweet young fe
male patriot, of browbathng propensity, is my inord
nate love of music.
Music nv Bower enchants me. I feed upon it;
sleep under its soothing influence Iawake in the early
morn to a concert of sweet sounds, and die away at
dewy eve with soft diapason stealing gently Ger my
rapt senses; and when grim death asks me to hand in
nv fchecks, expect to be enchanted into eternity
with seraphic melody floating through my soul Music,
nv Bower institution three parts heavenly and
the balance correspondingly sweet.
/ like it.
have Just left the sweet and sacred precincts Of
about thirteen yards Of MORE antique in which is built
darling young female patriot of the Confederate per-
/ suasion She manputed the piano keys, my Bower,
and wish to &c very particular in saying that she I'M
gered more music out of it than any young creature
ever did anywhere between the Potomac and the INES
Of the Trans Mississippi department 1t was grand
piece and must have been military piece; but whether
composed by Meyerbeer Lagerbeer or any other man,
the completely relaxed condition OF my nerves WILL not
permit me to say just now.
1t began with violent assault upon the LETT wing OF
the line OF keys, which was evidently intended as
fent by the lovely assaant; for heavy skirmsh i'm
mediateIy followed on the extreme right, with appa-
reny satisfactory results Finding the advantage thus
Gained somewhat decided, she repeated the srae
gy and immediately threw in some heavy lieks in the
centre. The effect electrical my Bower, and /
knew at once no instrument could stand assault
persistent, if much proracted Flushed with success
she opened upon the entire line at once with
centrated vim that would have appalled, Chickering
himself, ending the engagement with half dozen
vindictiFe voleys the left and many the right
It vas complete victory, my Bower, and she seemed
happy when il vas over know was.
The piano is a good thing, Jaeque, whether classed,
as article of furniture instrument of music.
It is most pleasant relief from constant exercise either
upon the washtub Singers sewing machine; but it
doesn't come up to the hand organ or hurdy-gurdy
saw most Misunderstanding chap with monkey, last
February, playing upon one OF the latter, and was as
tonished the ease with which he coaxed the sweet
sounds from the square box Don't know ifthe monkey
really had anything to do with it, but it s pleasant
feeling to think that he did. beautifu piece from an
opera called Norma executed with much satstac
ton without labor and when recoect that my sweet
young female patriot tried for the last eighteen and
half months unsuceessfuliy to produce it upon the
piano. am forced to the conclusion that the baud
organ and monkey are infinitely superior to the piano
The hand organ and monkey when ekillfully played
beat any other instrument have seen l shall try to
learn it.
AS before stated my Bower, music is good thing
and love it. think it likely that melody is in
stitution Of very ancient origin, invented probably
several weeks before Adam went into the fruit trade
and got bursted By the way, don't you reckon the |
music Of EYES gentle voice had something to do in |
Turing him into that speculation / do, and alwaTs |
think of music when see sweet and amiable apple |
pippin.
There is music in the storm when it sweeps 'twixt
earth and sky; there is music in the rvulet that
'pples softly by; there is music in the cannons roar
when foemen meet and music in the pretty foot that
oatters long the street.
There's music in the ringing laugh, that 'scapea a
naidens lip; there's music in the gentle breeze that
Whispers to the Ship there's music in the bounding
wave that rolls along the shore, and music where the
lngelc hosts are singing evermore.
There's music where the little birds are warbng
orh their praise and where the myriad insect choir
hrp their matin lays there's music in the and sky
and in the earth and airby George, my Bower Ito cut
{ short,) there's music every where.
The last three paragraphs, my Bower have exhaus-
ed me, and hear the soft musical voice of the sweet
oung female patriot of the Confederacy who is com.
ne to battle my classic brow. shall therefore close
his. But intend to take lessons on the hand organ
md monkey.
Remember me lovingly to your favorite washer
roman.
Yours, in a concord Of sweet sounds,
ASA HARTz.