Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1883-02-22


all his musical education was acquired at
Dan Coseman's store at the old ford, on
Climer's Creek. He is trying to get up a
class in this city, and if this man attempts
to teach our boys to play the fiddle as he
does, he ought to be lynched. And he will
be if the Tun,boree has any influence in mu-
sical circles. #.-.
1t was as good as circus to hear Madame
Paraplue sing "Robert, toi que Jaime" II
the old lady's lungs were as big as her feet,
she might sing more and Wheeze less. AS
it is candOr cOmpels up to say that case OF
asthma weighing two hundred and seven
teen bounds is no artistic addition to Il con-
cert.
Miss Uppcrcea played the same old "lm-
provisation" she began playing III these
concerts eighteen years ago. 1t lasts about
as long as her diamonds and changes about
as little. 1t is time, she had it published
and improvised something new.
jim Thurlow came out and sang his un-
changing "Ah, so Fair" The agony of
the audience during this time of trial was
fairly insupportabie.. His high notes are
greatly admired, because his voice always
breaks into thin falsetto squeak on them
and he can't make so much noise as he can
on his chest tones. If jim had been born
dumb, or his audience deaf, the world
would be much happier. Some time he
will 90 away from home and sing, and the
Judge will give him sixty days for it. Still
this would not be eXtravagant. His sing
ing is worth it; ever day OF it.
The only excuse for putting Miss Maltby
on the programme every time there is a
concert in Shawneetown, is that her father
is worth eighty thousand dollars, and owns
the biggest brewery in Lowell county.
! With a voice, musical education and gen
eral ability about up to the grade Of "Baby
Nine" she sang her old standby last night,
the "Spinniag Wheel Song," from Faust
If Marguerite could have sung it as Miss
Maltby sung it, it would have saved the
poor child awOrld of trouble. ItwOuld have
scared Faust, Mephistopheles and the whole
gang of them out of the country. There is
more music in Mr.. Maltby's bung starters
than there is in his daughter. Much has
heretofore been said in these columns about
Miss Maltby's beauty. While the spirit
of truth is upon Us, we are free to admit
that she is pretty-in the dark.
Mr.. Bellows sang ooh, ye Tears" Mr..
Bellows has rich baritone vOice-a wheel
barrow tone, that is. Unfortunately for
his effort last evening, nobody knew he
was singing until he finished the butchery
of art and bowed himself off the stage.
Everybody thought he was just trying his
voice. If ever his voice is tried, it will be
convicted on its own evidence.
James II. Blowson and Elbert Hafut sang
"IIarboard Watch" Itisa great pity these
young men are not aware that their mouths
were made to catch flies with rather than
for singing. Hafut's voice is so like fog
horn, that he may be pardoned fora tenden-
cy to sing marine songs but aside from
plea of natural depravity and tiendlsh mis-
anthrOpy, there is no excuse whatever for
p1nu,cn,,1c ~
These misguided young men were down on
the programme for asecOnd atrOcity, but it
was omitted ut the urgent request of the au-
dience.
The piano used at this massacre was the
same iingling old harpsichOrd from the mu-
sic store of Jingle, Jangle & Co., that has
appeared for a free puff at all local outrages
of musical nature for the past twenty
years. Last winter this enterprising house
traded off the old dulcimer for asilver watch;
but the old man who got the alleged piano
brought it back, paid seven dollars forfeit,
and got his watch and wesuppOse all future
concerts in ShawneetOWn will be haunted
| by this venerable nightmare until the police
| interfere.
Our readers will BIZ delighted to learn that
this is the last concert of the season, and IA
man can go to the opera house in safety for
the next six months.
The receipts OF the pandcm0nlum were
| four hundred and thirty dollars, and old
| Hardwich, proprietor of the hall, with his
accustomed rapacity, gobbled nearly one
| fourth of that sum for the use of an old barn
that looks shabby in comparison with sec
Ond-ratc market house. Six of the thickest
headed young men in ShawneetoWn, IN
borrowed dress coats, acted as uslers, and
acted most wretchedly at that. Taken al
| together, it was the dreariest occasion that
has bored a long suffering community since
the concert that preceded it.
! At the Office of the Itmtboree, people
waited for Mr. Stiehlpen, but he did not
come. AS the day wore away men sought
him at his lodgings, but he was not there.
All that the ticket agent at the railway sta
ton could tell was that he bought his ticket
for San Antonio, Texas. Mr.. Stiehlpen sta
ted that he had adbeenappointed United States
minister to that port, and had been ordered
to proceed thither and enter upon the duties
at once, and that in all likelihood he would
not return to this country until the Peruvian
troubles were all settled.
They never saw him again. But long,
long after he disappeared, mocklng but
anonymous postal cards used to come to the
members of the "MendelssOhn chorus SOcie-
ty of Shawneetown," asking them to sing
something easy. And oft as they read them
the vOcalsts chOked a rising sigh as they
thought of the absent reporter, and wished
that wherever he was, the earth might open
and swallow him up.-Btulingfon Hd~keye.
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