Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1891-08-08
THEY so LOVED MUSIC
No Doubt OF II. Tor They On~a fns~rrupssA
Their Gossip 60 Saw So

No Doubt of IL. Tor They On~u fns~rrup4sA
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From the Boston Herald
Are you going 20 remain at the beach this
evening"" inquired young woman in laveu-
der-coiored dress. with . deep frin on the
bottom, OF her friend. who sat near by on the
upper piazza of the Hotel Pines yesterday
afternoon
''oh, yes" was she prompt reply; ~ouldns
miss the Pop orchestra for anything think
il one Of the finest musical organizations ever
heard"
Did ven go often 10 Music Hall while IL rs
playing there?''
Twice a week regularly, but I was always
unfortunate in getting near = party Of young
people who had no appreciation of music, and
between the chatter OF their tongues and the
CHATTER Of their glasses only frsgmentary pas
sages OF what the orchestra was performing
could be heard. 1 can't understand why poo
pie who do not care for on cannot appreciate
harmony find pleasure in beng present where
II Is They give no indication of being enter
tanned and are sure TO mar the pleasure OF
those Who are within hearing Of their voices
As the sun dropped behind the western hills
IN blaze OF golden glory the famous Pop
orchestra began TO assemble IN the little pa
gods opposite the Hotel Tines. The young
woman IN the frilled lavender dress ait
ting with her companion Of the afternoon in
nearly the same place they had occupied when
their conversation had attracted the attention
Of the writer.
what lovely sunset" she remarked. -
the musicians began to tuns their instruments.
1T enchanting. don't believe they have
anything In Italy that can approach It."
Neither do l. first-class poet could dnd
just as much inspiration from this p,azsa q
he feels while standing on the shores Of Como,
so far ms the gorgeousness Of the heavens are
concerned"
Al that time the first strains Of "Boccsccie"
noated up from the blazing pagoda.
Ism u loSely?' remarked the girl in he
lavender DRESS
''Out of sight" responded her companion
Doesn sound as well as in Music Hail.
Mot quite"
open air.
Yes"
Hello, one of the Addlers b., ,n.pned =
string"
How embarrassing IL must be to have your
violin disabled right in the midst Of such an
exquisite passage"
But you can't notice any difference in The
volume Of harmony, can youg'
oh, dear, wish couiG see the conductor
Those pine boughs hide him completely. I
anyways experience an added pleasure when
iookin9 at the leader Of an orchestra. He sp-
pears SO enthusiastic that one Involuntary
pariakes of his feelings"
those are my sentiments exactly"
Did you see that girl In cream-col ored lawn
with sea-green trimmings promenadins the
lower piazza this afternoonl Nor Well, she
was sight. She must have been Lynn shop
girl; They have very little taste, you"
There was a crash Of brass and Of drums from
the band stand.
Wasn't that grand! would never tire
listening to such music" (ln an undertone),
L was greatly shocked this afternoon whom
walking on the beach with gentleman friend
OF mine to see two women in bathing dressed
In jersey knit suits. One Of them wore black
and white striped stockings, and, notvith-
standing the beach was lined with spectators
she lay upon her back and worked for ten min
utes III an effort to kick the back OF her head"
Squeak, squeak, bang, bang.
HOW deiicious- ! wonder II the musae n
paradise is as sweet"
Il hope So"
Would you rather have clans in the shell -
fried in batter"
NV preference is chowder'
u never eat chowder. as I always feel that
the cooks are careless with II. Scraps that
would not be used In any other way sometimes
get into chowder."
Tng-a-iing-ling.
The triangle, while not much In itssk,
makes pleasing accompaniment 20 tAe
stringec Instruments in certain psssaees, don't
you think So"
Il certainly do"
Those horrid old locomotives, with their
bells and escaping steam. are perfect nuisspss
when the brand is playing"
You are right there"
DO look at that woman feeding her child
from bottle What picnic the little thing 10
having. 1 think babyhood gives us our only
glimpse OF heaven IN this life"
Blng. bang, bang, clang, clang, clang, and ~
orchestra ceased playing.
How l wish they would play here every Sun,
day evening"