Sioux City register. [volume] (Sioux City, Iowa) 1858-1871, 1867-01-12
Sioux City &tgisttr.
sCOTCuNIEN AND sCOTC
MUSIC.

rate performer OF Scotch music
on the violin, spent a winter at
Exeter, and of course soon be.
came acquainted with the musi-
cal dilletani of that place.
Dining one day with a pro-
fessor, the conversation turned
upon Scotch music, and strong
argument arose a. to its bearing
competition with tvreign music.
The Scotchman, whom we
shall for the present designate
the Fiddler, insisted that, when
properly played, nothing could
excel it. The Professor on the
other hand, insisting that it was
only fit for the barn-yard.
"Pl tell you what" says the
Fiddler, I'll lay wager of f5
that if a party Of Scotchmen can
be got together, III make them
shed tears one minute, sing the
next, and dance the third
Done, said the Professor, and
if your music is capable of that,
| will not only pay you the Is
with pleasure, but will be con-
vinced that it is the most enliv-
ening, pathetic, and best music
in the world.
The difficulty arose as to get
ting an opportunity for trial.
But this was soon obviated by a
third party informing them that
a number of young Scotchmcn
dined annually at the old Lon
don Hotel, on the anniversary
of Burns birthday.
This was a capital opportunity
for the Fiddler for these young
men, GEOGRAPHICALLY rawboned
overgrown Scotch lads, who had
recently left their own country
to carry tea in the neighborhood
were the very ones upon whom
he was sure to make hit.
All being now arranged, and
the utmost secresy being agreed
upon, the eventful day was anx-
iously looked for.
At length it came, and the
Fiddler and Professor, by an
introduction to one of the party,
got an invitation to the dinner.
There were twelve altogether
sat down and a right merry
party they soon became ; for the
whiskey toddy was not spared
when the memory of any of &c.,
tia's bards was toasted.
The Fiddler was not long in
perceiving that he had got a.
mong a right musical set, and
he waited patiently till they
were fit for anything.
At length he gave wink to
the Professor, who at once pro-
posed that his friend should
favor them with a Scotch tune
on the violin.
'CaDital. caDital cried the
whole party. The violin was
brought, and all were in breath
less anxiety.
The Fiddler chose for his first
tune, Here's a health to them
that's awa,' and played it in the
most solemn and pathetic man.
ner. That's a waefu' tune said
a great, big, rawboned youth to
his next neighbor.
1T is that, Sandy. There's
meikle in that tune, man. 1t
reminds me Dane that's game,
JAMIE at the same time giving
a deep sigh, and drawing his
hand over his long, quaint face
to hide the tears which were
trickling down their cheeks.
The Fiddler with his keen eye
soon perceived that before he
got through with the second part
Of the tune he would have them
all in the same mood. He there
fore threw his whole soul into
the instrument, played the tune
as he had never done before, and
as the last four bars of the tune
died away like a distant echo,
there was not a dry cheek
amongst the company.
Now is the time, thought the Fiddler and
without stopping = moment, struck up in 4
bold and vigorous style, willie brew d =
Peck o Maui" Out went the handkerchief,
and away went tho tears.
Chorus" cried the Fiddler; and in An
instant oil struck up:
"For we're nae fou', we're nae that Gau',
But just = drappie in our e's;
The cock may craw, the day may daw,
But aye ell taste The barley bree'
The Song was ended, but up struck the
Fiddler in bio hes. style, the reel Of Jenny
dang the Weaver"
"Hey, 70 devils + cried Sandy.