The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1897-01-01

At thnt weld ng there was sweet mu-
sic In abundance, and I was chief inu-
slcian among the violins. laughed ahe
the world laughed with me, as IL II
prone TO do with the prosperous and
independent. And mingiing with the
New Years chimes which, from many
"A tall steeple, rang out the old and in
the new. was the angelic voice OF my
mistress made vibrant and vital with
unspeakablc joy. Unspeakable In mere
words. of course. but capable Of inter
probation in aoag. People said my mis-
tIess and l were inspired. OF course
we were. for / was full Of sunny mem
cries voiced in music, and Inez. radiant
with love, interpreted in songs sublime.
This household has been happy one
ever since, and in the place of honor
outranking newer and fresher furniture
in the family sitting-room is my an
t;que case and myself. We see all that
is going on. and Incz makes OF me
sort of shrine. for she loves me still
as in days of yorc. The consistency OF
such natures is proof against change.
Happy indeed are they who have such
| friends.
Near me in the sitting-room stands a
crib. and the jewel in this particular
caskct is pink-chccked baby with
those wonderful italian eyes. and looks
| in which those of its father and mother
seem strangely and mystcriously blend
ed. But it's music? Wen, do not pre-
tend to interpret the songs of all emo
tions, and this little chcrub's song Is
too much for me. can stand its laugh
and en- 10Y its cackle or crow, but when
| il lifts its voice for more vigorous mu-
steal effort prefer n boiler factory or
the filing OF saws. ] love il, of course,
hut one can love wee sinner without
loving its sins. As an antique gifted in
hnrmonics and such, protest against
its methods OF playing "bawl" or SER
enading.
The strangcst thing of all is that its
father and mother. loving and under
standing harmony. seem to love even
its war yells and efforts when sailing
to windward in house-madc squat.
All the same. we shall have christen-
ing this New Year. and from the plans
have overheard, il is 10 be gay event.
Ills babyship is to be saddled for life
with name. and there will bc feasting
and dancing galore. We violins love
dancing. for at such events we rule tho
roost, and every merrymaker oheys us
as implicitly as soldiers obey their gen.
eral. Even the clulrsiost feet step in
time to our bidding and dare not dis
obey. Come out TO the christening
dear reader. and see what a home made
happy. hearts gladdencd and faces il
Tuned are like. On the household altar
in this little home loves sacred flame
burns clear, for the draughts of sus
ricion. envy. jealousy, hatred and un
charitablcness never imperil its GLAD
some glow.
This is "A very simple story. but II ma,
! prove to you the power of love ane
harmony to promote happiness, the pos
siblities within reach of az antique
violin. We violins are generally happ,
race. with no hypocrisy in our songs
no strife entangled In our strings
Would that nil the world might learr
from us the secret of song, the sym
patty which vibrates to a loving touch
the intuition which briggs two souls
together along the magnetic current o
memory and music, the trinity OF in
SEPARATION which is represented by low
enshrined in song and hallowed with
the spirit of harmony.
My story is ended. Despite It's sim
plicity despise not the voice of the OBJ
servant and experienced violin. Life i
made up of harmonies and discords
false notes or true. Hearts. like violins
differ in capacity. but the best of them
need the master touch to interpret the
music of the master. We hollow instru
ments know and feel this. What a pity
it is that many human souls never Learn
so simple n truth. Surely the COLDER
harps which angel fingers coax x
anthems of untold sweetness. but elab
crate and prolong the songs of eartl
we true interpreters, human or mani
mate. launch heavenward here below
beginning sweet and low with true ant
loving touch what God magnifies late
! into music of the spheres.
l. EDGAR JONES