The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1896-05-09

Oh -h-h-h-h, awful fatel
Mr.. Tyler
Behold the smell grows stronger yeti
The house is burning. I'd regret
To perish in the curling flames.
Oh, horrorl Oh, horrori Oh horrerl
Mr.. and Mrs. Tyler Duet
Oh, sad is our lot, sad is our lot,
Sad is our lot, sad is our lot,
To perish in the flames so hott
To curl and writhe and fry and siE5.
Oh, what 8 dreadful thing it is
To think OF such thingi
Mrs. Tyier-We must escaped
AR Iyler-Xess yes, We must escape.
Mrs Iyler-We have time to lose.
Mr.. 4yler-Ah, bitter truth All, bitter
truth We have no time to loseI
Mr. and Hrs. Tyler Duet
Oh sad is our lot. sad is our lot,
Sad is our lot, sad is our lot
To perish in the flames so hot
Sad is ouE lott
Mr.. Tyler-Harkl What is that?
Mrs. Tyler-Hark, harkl What is thasq
Mr. Iyler-lt is the alarm Of frel
Mrs Tyler-Ah, yesi All. yesi It Is the
dread alarmi
The dread alarm strikes on the ear
And chiIls me with an awful fear.
The house VIII burn. Oh, can it be
That must die IN Iuisery2
That I must die IN misery2
That must die in misery?
The house viii burn Oh, can it be
That must ole IN misery2
Mrs. Tyler-Cona, let as f1yl
Mr. Tyler-'Iis Welt IT'S weLl Wen fly
st once.
ENTER all the other residents Of the fifth
floor CT the apartment building. They range
themselves in a semioircle behind Mr.. and
mrs. Tyler.
Mr.. Tyler
Kind friends, I have some news to tell
This house is burning. 1t is well
That we should haste ourselves away
And save our lives without delay.
Oh, let Us not remain too long,
Remain TOO long, too long. too longf
Oh, let US not remain too 1onuf
Women of the chorus
What is this he tells ua9
1t must be so.
The building is on fire,
And we must 20.
Men of the chorus
What is this he tells ua9
1t must be 50.
The building is on fire.
And we must go.
Grand chorus
Oh. hastenI Oh. hastenl Oh, hasten awayi
Our terror we would not conceal,
And language fails to express the alarm
That in our hearts we feelI
Mr.. and Mrs. Tyler
Ah-h-h. language cannot express the fear
That in their hearts they feeIf
Enter the iaaitor.
Janitor-Hold. am herei
Mr.. Tyler-Ah it is she jsnibori
MrR- Tyler-Can I believe my senses,
Or am going mad2
1t is the jan5toro,
Tt is, indeed. the ianitorol
JaAitcr-Such news / have to tell
Mr. Tyler-Ah, might have knowni
He has such news to tell
Mrs. Tyler-speak and break the awful sus-
pensel
Mr.. Tyler-zes; spoaki
Janitor-
I come to inform you
That you must quickly ny:
The fearful blaze is spreading;
To tcrry is to die.
The floors underneath you
Are completely burned away.
They cannot save the building,
50 now escapes prayl
The flames are roaring loudly.
Oh what fearful sound
You can hear the people shrieking
AS they leap and strike the ground.
Oh, horror overtalzes me,
And merely pause to say
That the buildings doomed for certain,
So haste, Oh. haste awayI
Mrs. Fyler-Ohs awful messagei
EoW 1t cfzills my hearti
Yet we viii sing
a few more arias
Before we start.
Mr.. Tyler-Yess yesl a few more aFiNg,
And then away.
Grand chorus
Oh, hastani Oh, hastsni Oh, hasten avvayi
Our terror we cannot conceal,
And language fails to express the alarm
That IN or hearts we feel.
Mrs. Tyler
Now, ere I retreat,
Lest death overtakes me,
III speak Of the fear
Which convulsss and shakes me.
sicken 70 think what may hefail-
Oh, horror. horror. horrorl
Mr.. Tyler
The woman speaks the truth,
And there can be no doubt
That we VIII perish soon
Unless we all clear out.
Grand chorus
Oh, hasten Oh, hsstenl Oh, hasten aWayf
Our terror we cannot conceal.
And language fails to express the alnEua
That in our hearts we feel
This was as far as Mr. Tyler could 60.
He didn't want to make his principals
actually hasten away 50 as that Would
have been a violation Of opera tradition.
His theory is that they remained and
we're burned.-ChioagO Record.