The Press., 1883-04-12
Issued Every Thursday Evening.
(From Harper's Young People.)
 OUR CONCERT.
BY JIMMY BROWN.

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 -, OUR CONCERT.
 BY JIMMY BROWN.
 There is one good thing about Sue, if she is girl she is real charitable, and is all the time getting people to give money to missionaries and things. She collected mornahundred dollars from eve1 so many people last year, and sent it to society, ssMiss Susan Brown" the young lady that gave hundred dollars to a noble cause, and may others go and do likewise
 About month ago she began to get up a concert for 8 noble object. forget what the object was, for Sue didn't make up her mind about it until a day or two before the concert; but whatever it was, it didn't get much money.
 Sue was to sing in the concert, and MT. Trayers was to sing, and father was to read something, and the Sunday school was to sing, and the brass band was to play lots of things. MT. Travers was real good about 1t, and attended to engaging the brass band, and getting the tickets printed.
 We've got frst-rate band. You just ought to hear it once I'm going to join it some day, and play on the drum that is, if they don't find out about the mistake I made with the music.
 When MT. Travers went to see the lead CTS of the band to settle what music was to be played at the concert he let me go with him. The man was awfully polite, and he showed MT. Travers great stacks of music for him to select from. After while he proposed to go and see man somewheres who played in the band, and they left me to wait until they came back.
 I had nothing to do, so looked at the music. The notes were all made with pen and ink, and pretty bad they were, I should have been ashamed If had made them. Just to prove that I could have done it better than the man who did do it, I took a pen and ink and tried it. made beautiful notes, and as great many of the pieces of music weren't half full of notes, any notes. | don't know how long MT. Travers and the leader of the band were gone, but was so busy that did not miss them, and when I heard them coming sat up as quiet as possible, and never said about what had done, because we never should praise ourselves or seem to be proud of our own work.
 Now solemnly say that never meant to do any harm. All meant to do was to improve the music that the man who wrote it had been too lazy to finish. Why, in some of those pieces of music there were places three or four inches long without a single note, and you can't tell me that was right. But sometimes think there is no use in trying to help people as tried to help our brass band. People are never grateful, and they always manage to blame a boy, no matter how good he is. shall try, however, not to give way to these feel ings, but to keep on doing right no matter what happens.
 The next night we had the concert, or at any rate we tried to have it. The town hall was full of people, and Sue said it did seem hafd tlfat so much money as =thepeo- pie had paid to come to the concert should all have to go to charity when she really needed new seal-skin coat. The perform ance was to begin with song by Sue, and the band was to play just like piano while she was singing. The song was all about being so weary and longing so hard to die, and Sue was singing it like any thing, when all of sudden the man with the big drum hit it a most awful bang, and nearly frightened everybody to death.
 People laughed out loud, and Sue could hardly go on with her song. But she took
 
 the big drum broke out again, and the man hammered away at it till the leader went and took his drum m-sticks away from him. The people just howled and yelled, and Sue burst out crying and went right off the stage and longed to die in real earnest.
 When things got & little bit quiet, and the man who played the drum had made it up with the leader, the band began to play something on its own account. It be- gan all right, but it didn't finish the way 1t was meant to finish. First one player and then another would blow loud note in the wrong place, and the leader would hammer on his music-stand, and the peo- pie would laugh themselves most sick. After while the band came to 8 place where the trombones seemed to get crazy, and the leader just jumped up and knocked the trombone player down with big horn that he snatched from another man. Then somebody hit the leader with cornet and knocked him into the big drum, and there was the awfulest fight you ever saw till somebody turned out the gas.
 There wasn't any more concert that night, and the people all got their money back, and now MT. Travers and the leader of the band have offered reward for "the person who maliciously altered the music that's what the notice says But wasn't malicious, and do hope nobody will find out did it, though mean to tell father about it as soon as he gets over having his nose pretty near broke by trying to in terfere between the tombone-p player and the man with the French horn.
 "Who are those two men ?" asked Dea- con Gilpin of Squire McGill the other evening. 'sOh, those are the men who come to work in Joralum's place. He has moved to Binghamton. ''To work in Joralum's place; why, he was the laziest man in Marathon r "I know it, and that's 1,o rooeo,, %xxy/> <f %ba,,o %oLaa