The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1897-08-15

down on the earth. The consequence
| was that the audience arrived in rub
! bers, in traps of various kinds and I'M
der umbrellas varying in age and size
The umbrellas did not add to the bril-
| liancy of the scene, as, owing to the
| fact that all the neighborhood was in
timately acquainted, nobody would let
go of his or her umbrella long enough
10 allow il TO be checked. The eager
listeners were difficult to seat but after
all the children had been put in front
the remainder dispersed itself wherever
its frocks would show best or its young
man be within nearest reach.
Then the minister came out on the
platform and announced that little
Flossy F'rillkins would play for us.
Flossy is a long legged specimen of
about IL years. AS soon as you look
at her you are conscious of only two
things, her mouth and her legs. Her
legs have fashion of running riot all
over the place. and whenever a child is
missing, part of somebody's wash is
lost or a pet dog has disappeared peo-
pie look first for these legs and then
trace up whatever is gone. 1t is said
that large mouth is an evidence of
great affection. If that is true, Flossy
will love the entire world, for her
mouth. like a clam shell in shape, ex-
tends placidly from one ear to the other,
and when she yawns you wonder if she
has swallowed baby. She was dress
ed in stiffiy starched white frock, wore
blue sash and had her hair crimped
so tightly that she couldn't wink her
eyes. Consequently she looked like a
Dutch doll.
However, the children all applauded
her appearance, although this infant
Paderewski was heard in an undertone
to tell one of the boys sitting near her
to shut up" Then she began. She
gave US the national airs, with many
variations, and then, when this was ap-
plauded, began to play something that
sounded very much like the scales.
Fortunately just here she broke down
and had to be conducted out in tears
because boy was making faces at her.
In my musical memories Flossy will
always stand out prominently.
Then We had the pleasure of listening
to a duet given by two young people
who were metaphorically wrapped up
in each other. The young woman, who
was rather fair to look upon Joined her
ed neither fair nor brave. He wasn't
quite so tall as she. but what he lacked
in height he made up in mustache.
This was thick, stubbly and creased
with something that even from the thir-
teentb row smelled like sassafras. His
hair was parted on one side. and a curly
lock, the kind that country people call
a roach, reposed upon his manly brow.
And these two loved each other. They
sang off the same sheet of music, and
this was about the way the song went:
The piano issued sounds of 'tinkle, tin
kle. tinkle,' and then in a very high
voice the lady responded to it by sing
ing love, love, love-" and he would
come in very deep and answer with
heart, heart, heart" Occasionally
there would be a variation, the piano
would send out deep sounds, the song
stress would go as low as if she were
having real hard cry, and he would
go as high as if he were yelling Fire."
Then his mother. who sat just behind
me, would say, That's beautiful
music"
Everybody present felt very much in
terested in this performance. so that an
encore was the result. Then the young
man with the roach sang alone. and his
song was about gallant lover who died
for his love, and then the young lady
came in on the chorus about noble
maid who lived for him. AS the young
mans mother said. 1T was really
grand" But whichever way you fix
that song the girl got the better of it, |