The silver state. [volume] (Unionville, Nev.) 1870-1903, 1883-08-20
BOsTON's BuGLER.
A RemIniscence OF the Late Ned Ken-
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dali.
An old story of Ned Kendall, when
at the hight Of his popularity, nearly
forty years ago, will be new to many at
this time. 1t appears that celebrated
New York bug player had heard 81
much OF KendtIl's playing. and had had
comparison OF his own execution so fre-
auently made with that OF the Boston
ian. and to the favor of the latter, that
he naturally had great desire to meet
the rival performer. aud accordingly
visited Boston for that purpose. On
the very day of his arrival. which was
at the hight of the sleighing season, he
was invited to join a sleIghing party.
which he did.
Arriving after glorious ride, at one
of the popular out-of-town resorts.
"rhe Punch bowl. old Phoenix" or
brighton" the purity found that the
ballroom OF the place was lighted up,
aud a grand dance was to take place by
a large party who had arrived from
Boston. The New York musician, find
ing the bar room cramIned with gentle
men partakiug of the various warm and
stimulating fluids, stepped into side
parlor to wait be ter chance to do
likewise. and to warm himself at the
fire. before which sat three individuals,
who courteously made room for him.
On the table near by lay bugle, evil
IDENTIFY just taken from it's case, which
lay near.
"Ah!'' said the New Yorker. having
warmed his fingers into hexiblIty. as
he leaned his hand upon the table aud
toyed with the keyes of the instrument.
"Any one Of you play on this:'
"Yes. | do little. said u somewhat
thick set. dark complexioned man at
the fire
"PI.y for parties. suppose?"
snow aud then. when | get job. !"
said the other, his eyes twlnkllug. ''do
you?"
"Oh, do little in my way. " said
the New Yorker. with assumed indlf.
ference, and seizing the bugle he ran
over the scale. gave half dozen strains
and pretty snatches OF melody that
brought a dozen or two listeners to the
half.open door.
The dark man opened his eyes wider.
"You are an excellent player" said he.
''Oh. ouly so. 80. VA. the gratihrd
and somewhat pompous reply. II
suppose you don't 20 into much except
dance music!"
"Well. yes, a little: Tn pretty good
at initiating a thing | hear played once
or twioe. aud he took up the instru-
ment aud played the same strains the
other had performed awkwardiy and
with half dozen bitches and omissions.
Pretty good. said the New York
burler, "but you want practice aud
accent. especially in solo playing
''No doubt OF it. said the dark man.
snow, even in dance music there can
be vast deal Of ornanentation. said
the New Yorker warming up with a
desire to show off his skill before one
whom he thought an inferior player,
aud the gathering group that the notes
of the st,ument had already attracted
snow the Fishers Hornpipe is a live
ly tune. hut SEE what can be done with
it," and he took up the bugle and put
the contra dance through a series of
variations that made the nerves of
every foot, whose owner was within
hearing. jingle with electric thrills.
"You can hardly follow that as well
as the scales. suppose" said the per.
former, laying down the instrument
amid buzz Of applause from his now
augmented audience.
"Wrll. don't know about following
anybody. but | may give Won my idea
of it p said the dark -complexioned man,
as he took up the instrument.
If the first bar made the other player
start, the succeeding ones transfixed
him as the performer executed strains
with "a correctness skill and beauty
that he never heard extracted from
bugle before The variations. trills.
tone and melody OF the familiar old
dance we're rendered into electric poe
try as never before dreamed Of, as they