Smyrna times., 1872-06-19

enough to the fold. And I have known gloomy
people whose prospects are a little uncertain-
that is, III the way of payment of butchers bills |
after the wedding-to pick out for their favor |
lte " that other gem of the Bohemian Girl |
The Heart Bowed Down by Weight of W Oe. "
Next to YOung's Night Thoughts, this is
probably the least cheerful composition,
literary or musical, in the English language.
But gloomy lovers enjoy it immensely. They
uinge their tears over it at the groaning piano
weep, wall, and work themselves up into the
very highest state Of miserable happiness.
Now, inconsistent lovers | believe prefer, above
everything else, the German song. "Long,
Long, Weary Day" Chanted slowly, it
would have suited poor Mariana in her mOated
grange to a dot. Indeed, from the picture on
the cover-of a despOndent young person
lOunging in lazy way out.Oi the window, and
looking down the road for some One-l at first
fancied it was the song Of Mariana but in.
vestigatiOn since has convinced me that the
expressions, "Ach! lieber," &C., which appear
in the verses, could have fallen only from the
lips of German lady, and l believe Mariana
was not German. Giddy, unthinking lovers
always hit upon lively French songs with
plenty of tra-la-la i'll them. These sparkle
pleasantly anywhere, and keep their patrons in
good spirits and quite full OF fun Who could
resist the fascination of a quick, brilliant air,
to which hangs such startling and sensible
thoughts all through, as, for instance:
"On the hills. on the hills away
On the nils. on the -hills-a-wa-a-y'
Ira La la la, la la la a-a-a"
| And so again, da cdpO.
| Much romantic iOndnesS, | do believe, clings
to a man S recollection of his early piauO-love
throughout his whole life. The lavorite song
or piece is never forgotten, and will call uL
some little tenderness though the memory have
surrendered everything else except pounds anC
pence since boyhOod For my part, tone cal
no more help speaking of himself in talking
Of love than he can help speaking of Hamlet il
talking OF insanity,) although was treated
very badly by my charmer, and in fact merci
lessly Tilted, think kindly of her every time
hear the "Maiden's Prayer" which was on
favorite. Being much more of critic noy
than | was in those days, | also think hoy
badly she played it. TO say the truth, | al
almost sure that no one in the world could hav
played that, or anything, worse. But it wa
wonderfully pleasant then, when we used to &C
close together at the piano, | with my hand o
her shoulder and my eyes upon her face, an
she with her hands upon the keys, giving thei
such a thrashiDg as | will be bound they hay
seldom had since Now that think of it,
must have been even then little conscious th
the lady was not altogether as clever an arts
|
Prayer" was in progress of execution, (don
imagine that | mean this for a slur,) | alwa
sat on sofa and talked On one occasion n
adorable said petulantly aloud: L don't b
lieve you care bit for musc!" ''Oh, yes,
answered, Il am very fond of music"
playfulness very nearly resulted in my bei
handed my hat and shown to the door. Ala
she is married now. My heart is not broken
bclieve-at least it made most tremendo
leap the other day when facetious friend ac
dentally pointed pistol at my head-and
don't feel the least sore and lone and blighte
Perhaps it is because reflect that ifmy chars
s ter was a little silly, she certainly did O
wise thing in her life, and that was-not
marry me.
If pianos ever go out of fashion, courting v
be by no means as pleasant as it is now. p
haps the hute may come n-after the 10th
hats shall not be surprised at anything
the girls may learn to blow. Let rue die bef
= that unhappy dayl