The Magnolia gazette. [volume] (Magnolia, Miss.) 1872-current, 1889-11-02

uhd itAltc DOySs All Will ulpdI-
entity more interest than | saw
exhibited in the grand music hall
at the Wolld's Exposition, when
the Mexican Band dlscoursed the
sweetest strains. Those who I'D,
vocate social equality ought =
have seen that picture Of it
They would readily have decided
that music could be made Il great
factor in bringing it about But
after all, he who has soul for
music, has harp within hn
whose strings vlbrate lnyolun-
tarily at tho touch of either a
Mozart 5 or Sambo's fingers.
Music is as varied in its effects
as language, according to it,
source and object. Beginning
first with that grandest Of all
symphonies, the music of Nature
from her many-stringed Tyre, we
can imagine that the first dwellers
in the Garden of Eden, though
not having a mothers volce 70
sing for them their first lullaby,
never lacked for the sweetest
music that ever brought slumber
to wearled limbs. For Nature
touched the swayinc branches
with the odor>laden breeze, and
gentle notes, soft as those from
angels lips. were borne to the
wondering ears Of the lst. created.
Mother Eve, with woman's apti-
tude for utilizing everything.
caught lesson from Nature, and
since, mothers have been repeat
ing those gentle lullabes Tor IN.
FAINT ears.
But while music Is at times a
narcotic, again its effect is to
draw the nerves to their utmost
tension, for by marital strains
men are nerved to perform feats
Of valor in war which determine
the destlnies OF nations.
As in everything, a mean no,
tween these produces the most
beneficial and happy results.
That music which comes, fraught !,
as it were, with the pulsatlons of
the human heart, steals into our
very souls, and unlocks there the
door of sympathy, love. worship
and JOY, AMI all the kindred feel
ings of our inner nature, IS tho
human voice. The little waif
upon the streets, having put her
wants INTO song, ventures forth
to find, IN the busy throng, some
one into whose ears she NAV pour
her plaintive notes. Should she
meet him whose ears are deaf to
the charms Of music, she will also
have met one whose purse will
not become less round BY her
entreaty. But we hope for her
better fortune; she meets him
whose heart-strings vibrate at the
sound of her childish melody,
and thus, moved by her sad song
whose burden IS Of despair and
want, he freely gives Of his
plenty; then the angels take up
her chorus, now changed to an
anthem of Thanksgiving, aud the
echo of their voices brought on
zephyrs from heaven, thrills with
gladness the giver's heart.
Music is the mouth-plece OF
love. When some fair Juliet
lies in that dreamy state betwee ]
wakefulness and slumber, thus
held by thoughts that will not 20
at her bidding, hc, who is The
object Of her reflections, drawn
by the chain Of love which binds
his heart to hers. comes, and IN
spired by the hope that new as
surance Of his love may be thus
given, touches softly the harp
strings, with the sound Of which
his rich voice ascends to her ears
and we're 1t not for the darkness,
a smile of JOY and silent appre-
ciatiatlon could be seen to play
upon her parted lips, winch adds
such beauty there, ti4at, could he
but gaze upon 1t, his errand Of
love would be richly rewarded.
The whole world jJins 10
melody to the honor and praise Of
God. To the chlld's untulored
ears that music Is sweetest which
Is simplest. Older persons, and
those cultured in this divine art,
enjoy music the more, according
as it combines the greatest variety
of harmonious sounds. To carry
aut the thought, let US try to con-
ceive the immensity Of that choir
which sings about the Eternal
Thlone in an InGnitude Of chorus
es; while the stars keep time,
aud theearth, wlthtInkIIng streams
and singing birds, soughlng winds,
roaring waves and rumbling thun-
ders, sends heayenward her voice
to miooie In the celestial harmony.