Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1897-11-27

@ nave collected ana SQuanderel my
life Insurance and married again-there
may come a lonely hour some evening
when you may wish to hear my voice
again. If so, you will sit down and
press the button, Let us now listen to
"A song from Ada Rehan."
Air. Bowser started the wheels reyolv.
ing, and after the usual preliminary
fcurishes from the bowels of the ma
chine a song vas trilled forth. 1t wac
a song about Maggie Murphy aud her
home, and the singer of it had a voice
Ike a bulldog growing from the
depths OF an empty barrel.
That can't be Ada Ilehan,' said Mrs.
Bowser, as she began to laugh.
Mr.. Bowser knew that n mistake had
been made, bat he drew himself up and
stiffiy said;
This machine never makes a mis-
take, madam. That is Ada Rehan in
her fa1orite song. She has melted thou
sands of tears by that plaintiye melody.
| could listen 10 it all night. We will,
however, have some grand opera by
Spciza."
"NNho is Speiza ?" asked Mrs. Bowser.
"Neycr you mind who Speiza is, but
listen to his %grandest effort. When h.
had sung this before the emperor of
Germany he was given the cross Of
honor. HIark!"
Mrs. Bowser was all attention. There
was a whizzing and a Wheeling, and
then came the air of Coming Thro'
the Rye" 1t had been sung into the
machine by three men, one of whom
had drunk a keg of beer too much and
four notes behind his companions.
"Then that's Frand opera." laughed
Mrs. Bowser.
THAT is grand opera, madam" re-
piled Mr.. Bowser, as his hair began to
curl and he stopped the music. lie re-
allied that he had got a mix-up some
where, but he didn't propose TO admit
the fact, Instead Of trying to straight
en- things out, he continued:
1--WE will now listen to the voices of
some celebrated men and ONE who
have talked into this machine. You
have perhaps heard of the empress of
Austrian
Eyes, know there is an empress of
Austria"
We'll, she will now talk to us. Here
she goes"
And she went. She started off with:
Hello, old man-how's your CHR? 2" and
ended up with; "Set EN- up for the
you slab-sided son of o gum"
Bowser laughed until she had to sit
down, but Mr.. Bowser stood there with
his hair climbing up and his face grow
ing white and never a smile.
THE empress Of Austria has a rather
Tree and easy style Of conversations"
observed Mrs BowGer, after she got
control Of herself.
She is q lady, madam, and above
criticism!" haughtily replied Mr. Bow
ser. MY object in bringing home this
machine was TO make a pleasant even
ing for us both. Are you determined to
that obiect?"
"On the contrary, | am ENJOYING NV.
'elf tplendidly," she replied, as she
back a litter.
Then don't play The IDIOT. I win now
ak into the machine and then repro.
my " voice aud words. viii
epeat those beautiful verses entitled.
Bingen on the Rhine" III
And Mr. Bonsef bent forward
'welied out bis ehes, and repeated. He F,
yas more than pleased with bis ora
orieal efforts. but In Bis manipulation +,
4 the cylinders be goi things wrong :
gain. and the voice which Was repro. :
luced was that Of some variety actress.
nd "Bingen' was transformed into 4
ong entitled: "The Washers on Our
lie cut 1t of as sooD as possible.
ut Mrs. Bowser had gone OF into a iii !,
Il laughter, which she could not control !,
or two or three minutes. During this +,
aieryal he kicked the family cat across
ae room, upset the piano stool With