Lexington weekly intelligencer. (Lexington, Mo.) 1871-1887, 1879-12-27

on other similar occasions, he doubted
not would be the ~pleasantest part OF the
evenings entertainment. In response
to his invitation, in each case accompa-
MED with marked demonstrations OF
pleasure from the audience, the exerci-
ses were continued as tollows:-
Mrs. Hugh Wilson sang GLOW Gen
tly. Sweet Atom and sang it very
sweetly, as she always does.
Miss Katie Hollis sang, very prettilv,
a vocal solo, 1.-THE Roses Red
Miss Berry begged to be excused
when called on to play an instrumental
solo. owing to a sore hand. She was.
reluctantly, excused by the company.
MISS Bobbitt recited ''The Soldiers
Grave.' The best comment which we
can make on the manner in which she
acquitted herself. is to say that the au-
dience insisted that she should further
favor them, which she did in a facetious
sketch, the moral of which was that,
'.men are such c~onceited things"
MIR. Quarles then called for the ,"Old
Reliable" He meant the quartette; but
the gentlemen composing it Immediate
ly became offended at being thus adjec.
lively designated. One OF them, a gen.
tleman with side-whiskers a foot long,
said that there vas ne age in the quar-
tette, but plenty of hair. He did not
mean on the head, however. as the ma
.jority is bald. Another, a long gentle
man, left the room, and it was thought
that maybe he had gone out on the front
steps to cool off. He came back pres
emily. and said that, as they had not, in
their modesty. thought they would
be called on. the quartette, reduced to a
trio. had brought their music with them
and. like the politician pulling his i'm
promptu speech out OF his hat, the long
gentlemen produced the music. Then
they sang! And. o, such singing! All
about rolling cotton. hunting 'possums
and bling down cabbage. This was
not all in n song. but in three, and
the classic shades of Beethoven. Men.
delssohn. Meyerbeer, Liszt, Abt, Kun
KEEL and the balance OF them fitted away
in the distance, while tears of laughter
ran down the faces of the listeners. es-
p%ecially the young ladies' in the back
room. 1t was the unanimous verdict
that comedy, as a fine art, had never
been better represented by Vining
Bowers. Joe Jefferson or Ben DeBar,
than by Count O'Conner. This was fun /:
but next, as Mr.. Quarles gracefully
said. came the best wine, saved for the
end OF the feast.
Miss Thompson, the accomplished
vocal teacher at the Baptist Female Col
lege, sang with most exquisite tom and
feeling. that sweet old song, CANINE
Laurie" An old Scottish gentleman,
sitting across the room from US, show
ed by his %glistening eye and genial
smile. how he appreciated it. And, as
the remembrance of youth and vigor. of
love and beauty came yelling up from
his heart. SO did as pure and as feryent
feeling move the hearts of many OF her
auditors. The last note died away
softly, gently, to be followed by a no.
mentary hush-after which came a
storm OF applause, and, in reply to the
continued demand upon her, Miss
Thompson sang two stanzas of 1.-The
Last Rose of Summer"
Thus ended an evening of pleasure ;
an evening which attested the genuines
ness of the work done by our semina-
ries in making of u growing daugh-
tiers not only well-iniormed but accom-
plished women. We were especially
gratitied to see among the most inter-
ested and best pleased listeners, Prof.
Lanneau and wife, of the Baptist Fe-
| male Collepe