The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1885-10-24

VINO mas never been out or bagdad, and whose
| wretched little ballads Silver Threads Among
! the Gold and Lorena,' would not be listened to
| for one moment in any drawing room in gland,
| and would scarcely be welcome in q BRIDESMAIDS
| parlors at Ramsgatel"
| Herr ID. tsoothingly)-'She means it not mein
| fraenlen she means it not Would you be paid
| for singing if you sang notP
| Miss Smith (graciously)-"True Mr.. Dink-
| spiel She is not paid, and small wonder. They
| get her for nothing--her exact value. Indeed.
| she is dear even at that. frightfully dear"
Herr Dwell, ladies and gentlemans. if you
| like not dat will take some awf Sir Goss.
Bease to find your blaces. Pages dirty six.
Hasten you; now 1 blay." The anthem is sui
| lenly and atrociousy sung.)
! Herr D.-"Sit not down! Dee hymn awf
| Christmas Oond let me bray awf you to sing
| dis vld igspraysion, vid sentiments awf heart.
oond not joost if all days vas also Christmas.
'Beace on ART comes like twilight dee village
| awf Bethlehem. Good will to mans likewise bes
shtill piano pianissimo. Bort ven you come to
| 'Brase dee Lord trow dee voice out so.
| tFetches long, lusty notel Braise like dee
angels, vid all dee inspirations awf der soul!
Mount dee clouds! Fill dec shkieSl Tink no
more awf der peoples vot listens. Sing to der
| hayvens oond all viii be veil! Forget not Vid-
ders. to take der long bret on der tird beat awf
| der twelf bar"
| Tenor with innumerable repetitions, vari-
| ations and dislocations of the words)-"Peace on
| Earth"
| THE baritone looks insufferably bored during
| this performance, turns over the pages of his
score noisily and is in a state of rapt meditation
on it which precludes the possibility of his hav-
| ing heard one note
Baritone-"Peace on Earth"
1.-THE tenor talks ostentatiousy to Miss Pitcher
! all the while in tone that makes itself dis
| laugh.
Herr Extraordinarily veil! Sphlendid!" Ito
| the tenor with heat)- I'll will droube you, Mr..
| Vidders, to maintain de keviet ven dere is
solos,"
Contralto lin a deep cotton wood voice)-
peace on Earth" This is sung at great length,
making much of peace and only Incidental men
ton, on the last note of the earth The
soprano, in a stage whisper to Herr d.: "Sr
Julius Fiddesticks! Half of quarter from
Stenmetz, and never paid him for that"
Herr D:-"Ver goot Ben portamento, Mees
Schmidt"
Soprano--"Peace on Earth"
Ends on her highest note.
Contralto Ito nobody in particularly ''Well,
that was the --LATEST ever heard. Cracked!
Gone! Quite gone"
Herr D.-.Bravo! Bravissimo! Again. We
will begin to recommence vld de mint bar from
de lareho.'
Tenor. contralto and baritone exchange con-
temptuous chances.
Tenor, baritone, soprano, contralto-"And
good will to men,"
Baritone Ito tenor)--"Do you think you will
be equal to that severely classical work2 That
fiorid Italian business suits you deal better"
Tenor ito baritone ~ suppose none of US
can say or know beforehand what we are equal
to. or you would certainly never have under
taken that setting of your solo. The bass notes
are merely a gruff whisper, assure you If
DinkspeiI knew his business he could at least
use the swell and help you out that far. But he
don't. He either hurries me to death or leaves
me wholly without support"
Baritone-"Very true. They all do. Steinmetz
was just as bad. I'm off,"
Tenor-"And SO am L." They take their
| leave. While they have been talking the ladies
have been collecting their wells, gloves and other
fugitive POSSESSIONS
Soprano (sweetly to contralto)-"You seem
fearfully hoarse to-day, Miss Smith; you really
| ought to try Browns troches before Sunday I'M
less your great friend, Sir julius Benedict, dis
approves of them"
Contralto-"Thanks,v very much you are very
kind. l wish could think of something likely
to benefit your voice, dear Miss Pitcher but /
am afraid it is quite hopeless"
Soprano (furiously)-"What do you mean, you
contemplate English adventuress?'
Contralto-'1 mean that if you ever had a
voice, which is doubtful in the extreme that 1t
has been gone for at least twenty years and left
penny whistle in its place"
Soprano-"Whch is good as your foghorn,
madame, any day. You'll never earn a living in
Bagdai, and l advise you to 60 home of your
own accord before you are sent back with other
foreign beggars by the government. We are not
going to feed all the pauper population of Eu-
rope, can tell you! And as to catching hus-
band. you'll never do that either Our Ameri-
can men have too much taste to look at fright
| and dowdy."
Herr D. walking up and down excitedlv)
| ladies! Ladies! Lawffly Mees Peechah!
Amiable Schmitz! Dalk not so. l beg! l i'm
blore!"
Contralto ignoring Herr D. )-"Well. I have
heard husbands were plentiful on this side Of
the water, but it evidently makes difference
as far as you are concerned
Soprano Shaking her fist)-'T can marry
whenever like! I'm engaged this minute"
Herr D. stands convulsivelv.)
| Contralto-"Stuff and nonsense! woman
who is forty if she is day!"
| Soprano-"Infamous wretch!"
Contralto-"Fishwife! L have had enough of
your Bllingsgate."
| going to stand by and see treated like this2'
| Herr D. tdistraught) Shtop! will no more,
WOW! wash my hands! Ach Himmel! Vot
| positions is dat awf capelmeister awf dee Amer
| leah kirchen?"
| Contralto-'T shall not stay another moment
| The cousin of baronet and daughter of ben
efced clergyman Of the Church of England to be
| insulted by a creature whose father sells her
| rings by the pound! Good afternoon, Mr.. Dink-
spiel" lSweeps out wrathfully, leaving Miss
| Pitcher in tears.l
Herr D. (soothngyl-'vee not; no longer
weep men schatz, Carl is here"
Soprano-"Go away and let me alone!"
| Herr D-''I waits for dy igsplanation of dose
| Cruel vorts have heerd but now Dou lowest
| me. Dot I know Oond-"
Soprano love you! Why, you're fool!
| What you talking about2 You must be
crazy!
Herr D. Throwing himself at her feet)
Amanda! Amanda! Hearts loved Hmm
ische! Dou lowest me not2 Dou vilst not marry
| DIV CarlP'
| Miss Pitcher (emphaticaly)-"N 1 won't:
don't pin about you; not pin. l never
have. And l never will There! (seizes her
muff and goes toward the door, 1 never want
| to the face Of another foreigner the longest
| day live And III show that English wildcat
ried this day month"
Herr D. desparingly)-"Amanda! Amanda"
| Exit Miss Pitcher. Herr D. groans and sinks
| into a chair
Scene III-The rectory Ten days after
Christmas
| Doctor TT wonder If ANYTHING il wrong