The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1882-08-09
That Seranade.

Since our earliest recollection we have
been passionately fond of music, both vocal
and instrumental, and in former years have.
given considerable attention to its cultiva-
ton. Even now its bewitching harmonies,
whether in church or parlor or concert
hall, have an enchantment that not only
recalls the delightful memories of the past
but opens up to us bright visions of the
future, when, freed from its present en-
viroDment, the soul shall revel in music,
fit occupation for the angels.
But music never kindles such raptures
as when the midnight seranade falls on
the ear, wakened from slumber, but in that
dreamy, half conscious state when one
hardly knows whether in the body or out
of the body, the delicious strains give one
a foretaste of the joys of heaven.
We are led to these reflections by a
seranade given in front of our residence by
a quartette, or quintette 1--WE don't know
which) of young gentlemen whose musical
talent has, until recently, been hid under
bushel, but judging from the effort of
that evening, are destined ere long to be-
come famous in this divine art. We will
not mention their names at present, for
they are modest youths and would not
relish too sudden notoriety, but such ability
cannot and ought not to be much longer
concealed. We will only remark that we
recognized the melodious voices of three
of our well-known wet grocery clerks and
cheese undertaken who, we hear, is a
recent importation into our town. They
gave us solos, duets, trios and quartets in
variety and number truly remarkable, and
demonstrated their ability to give full
evenings entertainment. We have, it is
true, heard more artistic melodies and
more pleasing harmony, but considering
that they were new hands at the business
they are deserving of even more praise
than We shall be able to give them. There
was only one little drawback to the success
of the serenade, and this, of course, could
not be any fault of the performers. There
was about an equal number of drunken
fellows hanging around, interrupting by
conversation, making disparaging remarks
about the music, applauding at the wrong
time, varied at times by that kind of idiotic
profanity of which only drunken man is
capable. Taken together it could hardly
be called medley, but it was mixture,
and that is the next thing to it. When
they had finished they moved off in a
northeast direction, followed by the same
drunken loafers, and when they began a
concert for the benefit of one of our neigh
bors, we could hear the intermingling of
music and vulgarity and profanity until
finally, being attracted by the disturbance,
the portly form of the marshal came in
a bee line for the North Star, the former
no doubt modestly wishing to conceal their
identity from the public until they should
become more proficient in the divine art,
and the latter discouraged by the prospect
of night in the refrigerator with three
dollars and costs in the morning.
We could but wish that our musical
friends had been armed with clubs and
beaten the brains Gt they had any out of
those drunken rowdies so that they might
annoy them no more. We assure them
that we have great admiration for talent,
and especially do we appreciate genius
for music, and shall lose no opportunity to
render such praise as their abilities may
deserve. AT the present rateof progress it
will not be long until their name and fame
will be known not only in this village, but
throughout the limited area of our circula-
tion. Our advice to them would be to
travel. Organize u comedy or concert
company and 20 West-go to the Rocky
Mountains. Some of the inhabitants there
have longer cars for music than the aver
age person here, and they could not fail to
attract appreciative audiences.