Morning journal and courier., 1880-03-23

one of these stops he gets somewhat Hsping ''s" or the sound ''sh" from the machine. A small windmill like arrangement gives the rattle of the letter s'r," and thin iron band, notched in the lower rim in front, fitting out side the upper lip, descends to give the ''f'' or ''v" sound. There are fourteen keys by which sounds are controlled. Striking the first the sound of s'a'' in s'father'is produced, the mouth remaining wide open another key being struck the lower jaw rises and the sound of 70" ia ''bowl' is given; 8 third key moves lever which nearly closes the mouth and the sound of 10" in movement" is omitted. The other vowel sounds and the consonants are produced by the use of the diaphragms in the larynx with the mouth in the second or third position.
 Remenyi On the BackwOOds Violin. [From the Iowa City Republican, An amusing scene took place on the train from the west on which Remenyi was pas senger, last evening, and was witnessed by the writer thereof. Not far west Of Iowa City great, green, awkward young fellow numbered into the smoking car bearing in his arms an ancient and badly damaged violin case. He seated himself just in front of 8 weather beaten individual fully as unique as himself but evidently some 40 years older. The ancient person surveyed the youth with lively curiosity and then asked what he had 'fthar.' ''A fiddle," replied the youth with the red nose and watery eyes. Forthwith the old man besought him to play few tunes.
 The youth declined, however, on the theory that it was "agin the rule to fiddle on the keers." Just at this moment Conductor Ack- ley came through the car, and the old fellow appealed to him to know if the young man could not be permitted to do little fddling. There was twinkle in Ackley's eye as he remember that he had Rsmenyii in the rear car, and he at onco replied with great cor diality: ''Yes, sir; the young man can play all he wants to-" With this warm encourage ment, the young man at once brought forth from the case 8 wheezy old violin with an American eagle painted in red on the back. He began to tune up and Conductor Ackley passed on through the train until he came to Remenyi in the palace car. He told the great musician that there was remarkable Niolinist ill the smoking car-in fact he had never heard such playing in his life-and advised Rsmsuyi to go forward and hear hina. Forth
 with Remenyi and two of his party rushed forward to the smoking car where they encountered remarkable scene. The passen- gers had gathered arsund the young man with the fiddle, and shouts of laughter grested the
 musician as he scraped through the first bars of the ''Arkansaw Traveller" with variations.
 The young man accepted this as a mark of encouragement and sawed away with renewed energy. Remenyl, who was entirely unknown to the passengers, took 8 seat just across the aisle and joined heartily in the general laugh. When the young man had finished the ''Ar- kansas Traveller" the old man just behind him took the violin, saying: II hain't played any fur 40 year. I married me 8 wife and she wouldn't have it, but reckon kin scrape @ catgut yet" A fresh sally of laughter broke forth as the old man ''tuk the fiddle" and be- gan scraping on Jump Jim Crow"
 It was an agonizing piece of melody, and kept the audience in a fever of laughter. When the old man finished, Remenyi asked for the violin, and it was passed over to him. The train had just stopped at small station, and the rumble of the wheels was stilled into quiet Remenyi drew the bow, and the grins still on the faces of the passengers began to melt away with marvellous rapidity. Imme- diately there fell upon their astonished ears the opening notes of beautiful fantasia, whose sweet witchery would charm the dull est.
 The wheezy old violin seemed to rejoice under the hand of it's first master, and gave forth such music as it never did before and never will again. The gaping, astonished crowd listened until Remenyi stopped and then broke in with rapturous applause and be- sought him to continue. But no-he held up the bow in gleeful derision, and exclaimed ve- hemently Cant play with that-only three hairs on it-no, no, mol" He handed the violin back to the youth, who thrust it into the case and left the car at once, vowing that he would never play another tune.