The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1885-09-11

Alnle GlxieF, anu now III tic lipo VA nun
dreds of newsboys, bootblacks and Junior
clerks:
When a man falls in love with a little turtle
dove,
He will Iinger all around her under jaw;
He will kiss her for her mother. for her sister
and her brother,
Till her daddy comes and kicks him from
the door.
Many negro melodies, most of them
written by Steve Foster, have flung a flood
of musical solace over many hearts in lone
and distant frontier cabins, in palatial
mansions of our large cities, or far-away
decks of ships. in camps or amid the motley
groups that gather at country taverns.
Dialect songs of all nations have their pa
irons. and soldier gatherings and old vet
Grams cling to such strains as We've
Drunk from the Same Canteen, Tent
ing Tonight on the Old Camp Ground"
THE Army Bean, the Army Bean
'sThe Doodle is a popular ditty in Leg
~islative and Councilmanic halls, and the
words singularly appropriate:
The little green note
That keeps us afioat,
Is equal TO silver or gold;
It's made in ID. c.,
Oh. give TO me,
oh. let it be new or be old:
Twill buy anything,
Its jingle or ring
Is heard on the land or the sea.
Wherever you go,
I'd have you to know.
The Doodle. the Doodle for me.
Sailor songs and those of the sea are al
ways popular, such as 1.-THE
Watch, . 'sThe Sea, the Sea, the Open Sea-
the words of which were written by Proc
tor, Barry Cornwall who confessed in
his diary that he never was to sea in his
life and had a perfect horror of it, and
ssNancy Lee" the latter for a while had as
popular a run as did the operette 'sPina-
fore. and was footed On horns, ground out
of organs and blowed from from one and
brass bands at every street crossing. The
old favorites of the concert saloons OF
twenty years ago, like Rock Me to Sleep,
Mother" willie We Have Missed YOU"
and mo One to Love. None to Caress,
very popular at one time, as sung by Susie
Summerfield, when she was on the boards
in this city, are yet in demand. Aud
Lang Syne'' is still a favorite in lodges, at
meetings of the Caledonian Society, and,
like '.Annie Laurie is always appreciated
when sung by some old sentimental duder
in regalia, who can put the true pathos
into it. I'm a Farmers Boy" with its
chorus:
can reap and can SOW
can pillow and | can NOV,
And TO be a farmers boy.
is often the solo gem in the collection OF
a fine old English gentleman of the st.
George Society. 1t is very popular among
those who emanate from Lancashire and the
ave lads, dye hear that? = that are sure
to greet its rendition and evince its popu-
larity. The song of the two corporals in
s.Genevieye de Brabantr held its place
for a long time. as did and do many of the
catch ditties of the opera bouffe. The lit
tie ~chansonette, rendered by Miss Belle
Mackenzie in ssPi~nafore," when first
PLAYED in this city, helped to throng the
house nightly, the clubs being deserted
about the time of her appearance in the
song. and the inimitable effect and cadence
she put into the verses.
His slippers l will warm,
And keep him from all harm.
fairly captivated the jeunesse d Force.
The iingo songs of the London concert
garden fairly whipped England up to
fighting heat while under the necromantic
diplomacy of Dizzy and his tact scarce
held the public pulse in leash against the
Muscovite.
Many of the popular songs OF the day
have made small fortunes for those who
| skillfully utilized them, the writers OF the
best. as a rule, profiting little by their lit
erary work. like Foster, who died poor. A
good song is quickly seized upon by play
wriohts and artists ON the boards, and il
pleasing to the public will often save a
poor piece itself. The great run of senti-
mental love songs find their market
among the common people, shop giris,
store bows. street arabs, lower servants and
the class that patronize the matinees, the
popular excursions and the summer pic
nics. The amount of rhymed literature
printed in a year in this city is enormous,
and one has only to watch the class OF
people who patronize the stands where
these songs are sold to see how general Is
the demand for all the popular ballads, mot
only of this day, but Of days gone by
Rtilndelphsa Times.
That boy of yours is not adapted for
the undertaking business, exclaimed an
undertaken to the boys father. who In
quired why he had been discharged.
whats the trouble with him. He
hasn't a realizing sense of what u due the
afflicted. Day before yesterday Mrs. b.
buried her fourth husband. sent the
boy up to learn at what hour she wished
the ceremony to take place, and he asked
her what her regular time Of day MAS foi
buryjne husbands. expect to laSe hes