Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1883-04-11
A QUEER CASE.
The Startling Effect Produced
by a Popular Melody on n
MePlphis Man.

At recent entertainment given by
the Young Mems Hebrew Society a
leading amateur musician rendered on
his violin celebrated serenade BY
Schubert in so artistic and finished a
manner as to captivate his audience,
and he was complimented on all sides.
One Of those present visited the
performer few days afterward aud
informed him that he had been de-
lightfully miserable ever since the
entertainment. That exquisite air
you played on your VIOLIN" he said,
made a deep impression upon me and
has been ringing in my ears ever since.
At first it was pleasant sensation,
and on my way home | was happy to
be able to recall the strain and
hum it softly to myself all the way
through. | found myself almost
unconsciously stepping to time and all
the voices of the night echoed the
sweet refrain. When nearly home, it
seemed to me the bass in the atmos,
phere was little too heavy-this
sound was only the random note of a
bayou frog, as | afterwards discovered
| distinctly remember wiping my boots
to the measure on the door mat, and
though there was no mud on them |
couldn't quit until finished the
fourth bar. When | at last reached
nv room was delighted to find that
my wife scolded in excellent time and
that the baby cried in perfect tune
This was really blessing. When ]
started to bed my feet danced me
across the room and the old lady quit
scolding to laugh at so unusual pro.
seeding, She says my night shirt
stood out behind like a ballet girls
carleton, only didn't look quite SC
bewitching. | got in bed, but
couldn't Sleep That serenade cOntin
ued ringing in my ears with increased
distinctness. Bells rang, tht
fire sputtered, the windows rat
tied, and the bed creaked, all il
perfect time. The cats on the back
fence butehered it, of course, but The
thread of the melody, the thread
which was wound round and round
my brain and flowed in quiverinl
spirals from my ears, was still there
Along about 2 o'clock in the morning
when | vas just doing off, a choir o
mosquitoes, who probably came NJ
from the swamps on purpose, filed il
through the key hole and opened up
They started off on another tune, blu
let 20 the first train to tackle tina
everlasting serenade of yours. Il
seemed to me they could be heard twt
blocks away, they played it so loud
The voice of the fellow who cores
pended to the Il string, was so keen
that it penetrated the very marrow o
my bones.
The breakfast bell did not break
the spell, and when | picked up my
knife and 'ork it was only to beat tim,
to the music with which my heaC
was ringing. | managed to get q
piece of steak in my mouth and found
myself shipping my jaws down
upon it about as you would draw
your bow, marking the quicker notes
by smacking my lips l was not
aware of what l was doing until the
laudlady wanted to know if 1.-THE
steak-was tough. Now this kind Of
thing has been going on FIR two days
and it's growing sorter menotonous-
you know My wife's been crying
and has had consultation with her
mother. I've visited all the saw
mills and orphan asylums and even
Doctor Hadden's court 10 get relief
but it only makes it worse, and in my
extremity I've come 10 you. That
melody struck my key note.
The violinist, thinking it was all in
fun, only laughed
Its serious matter, my friend,
remarked the afflicted man, and |
am in dead earnest"
But what can | do?"
well want you to-well, 10
play something opposite and try and
knock that everlasting tune out Of NY
head. Something opposite you know
like putting ice on a fellows head tC
cure him Of sunstroke."
The musician promised to do what
he could, aud has, in all probability
succeeded in his humane endeavor.
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