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sounds of conflict aroused the whole house, and though Mir. Bowser got the best of the scap he did not come off entirely free. His ear had somehow got between the peddler's teeth and was badly chewed, while all the but tons were ripped off his vest and he lost a handful of hair. As he let go to get better hold the peddler es- capped, but before Mrs. Bowser could get her husband inside the door a dozen tenants came running out to see what was the matter. Among them was the janitress, and her first words were:
 You will all bear witness that the man Towser was trying to murder the peddler when we came upon him!"
 Aye! and it was robbery, tool" shouted the vegetable man from the bottom of the stairs. He pitched into me to rob me of seven dollars in me pocket, and if the crowd hadn't come he'd have murdered me to git it!"
 Somebody go for the policel" shouted half dozen voices in chorus.
 OldH Stiy tiitNe hS NeS s@ III iHA etNA CT the very first time I set eyes on iI;m!" exclaimed the janitress. q did that, as all ye know, and my words hev come true. If he don't git 20 years in Sing Sing for this mornings work, then I don't own the landlord who owns this house."
 1lr. Bowser tried to explain 10 some of the people how it had happened, but before he had said ten words the jani- tress interrupted him with:
 He's only palaverin' till he kin git some of us by the throat! I'll go down and lock the front door, so that he can not escape, and when the landlord comes this morning that family will either take skip or I'll call in the policel"
 Mir. Bowser was dragged into his flat and pulled down on a chair, and as Mrs. Bowser got water and sponge to wash his bleeding ear she couldn't help saying:
 Seven rooms-hardwood finish beautiful scenery y-quiet neighborhood two bugs in a rug!"
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prestige among us. The colt was over on Catfish marsh all the time, but the story went jest the same.
 Moses Parker had been in Squan Creek fur six months, and was hevin' things all his own way, when one day he was took with bilious celie He was around the house, and when the fust pain struck him he got skeert and said to his wife:
 Lucy, Pm marked fur death and you'll be a widder afore night It's all on account of my lyin'''
 But I never knowed you to le," sez she.
 'I've done nothing but lie fur the last six months, and now Providence is arter me. If I die with all these 5000 whoppin' big lies on my soul I won't go within a thousand miles of Heaven. Don't ye think I'd better call in sum- body and confess?"
 His wife thought he had, and she run fur the preacher. By the time she got back with him Moses was all doubled up with pains and thought he hadn't but half an hour to live. When he said he wanted to confess to his lyin' the preacher speaks up and sez:
 "I shouldn't be too nasty if I was you. You heg worked hard to build up q reputashun in squan Creek, and it shouldn't go in an hour"
 But want to own up and ask fur giveness," sez Moses, and right then and thar he owned up to 352 lobster lies, big and little. The preacher tried to choke him off, and his wife wept when she thought of his lost reputa- shun, but thar was no holdin' him back. He didn't die, however. A dose of Jamaica ginger cured him arter he'd owned up, and then he tried to git out O it. same as before. It wasn't fur him to do it. The preacher was agin him and his own wife was agin him, and Ephriam Watkins stood up and said:
 "Ye can't never make no upper crust out O no lower crust. He's a bewtiful liar-a bewtifnl liar, but he can't lie and stick to it. He might be a orny- ment to this community. but he's only disgrace, and if he would save the reputashun of Squan Creek from ever lastin' disgrace he must go.' And the next week Moses Parker moved back to Newport. and nobody would bid him good-by as he went out O town with tears in his eyes.
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:: ABOUT THE SQUAN CREEK FOLKS. :: Old Jep jones Tells the Story of Moses Parker Who Was
 Found Sadly Wanting
Copyright. lsos N. QUAD !
Copyright. 1898.

When Moses Parker moved down to Squan Creek from Newport we gin him jest a week to git settled and look around. Then Ephriam Watkins took him flown to the old sawmill, and sat him down on log, and begun:
 ''As I'm one O the leadin' men O Squan Greek feel it my solemn dooty to aN ye few queshuns. Do ye wanter belong to the upper crust O society here, or do ye wanter be counted among the mudsiHs?"
 "As fur that sez Moses, I'm allus fur the upper crust. My family ar descended from the revolushun, and my feelfn ar allus feelin' fur the aristee- raey."
 ''The upper crust will receive ye," sez Ephriam, s'or it will cast ye out. That's aeeordin' to the course ye take. Was thar many liars in Keyport2"
 "only three or four worthy to be called by the name"
 Was you one of 'em?"
 q kin say without undoo vanity thnt I was. 1 calkerlate that I ranked as liar No. up thar"
 "That's mighty pint in your favor. All of us here kind O sized ye up fur liar, but we didn't know fur sure. Ye can't allus tell by a man's face whether he will lie or tell the trootb. What sort O lies did ye lie about up thar?"
 Mostly about clams and Holsters, , sez Moses. My great specially was lyin' about Holsters. sSnat's how got the name O the Iooster Liar It went without sayin' taat I could tell a bigger lobster lie thaa any other man within 20 miles of Newport. Mebbe you
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saved and I'll never tell another lie as long as live!"
 The boys rowed out and took him off, and when they brung him home bis words was reported. He had prom ised to lie and stick to it, but he'd gone back on hisself the very first thing. At the meetin' which was called he was ordered to stand up and explain, and thar was sweet smile on his face as he rig to his feet and said:
 "Gentlemen, thar's sum awful mis- take yere. It's true that my boat was upsot by the squall, and that l was left hangin' to tho buoy and expectin' every minute to be my last; but was thinllin' up new lobster lie and repeatin' it aloud, and them was the words the boys overheard"
 As the wind was howlin' and the waves roarin' it was just possible that the boys may hev been mistaken. They vowed they wasn't, but it was decided to gin Moses the benefit of the doubt and he was let off. He understood. however, that he was to be watched from that time on, and he jest braced right up and told some of the might jest lobster lies ever heard in America. That was one of his lies published in Philadelphia paper, about lobster wallxin' ashore on Cat island and seizin' a yearlin' colt belongin' to Deacon Spooner. Moses said he saw the hull performance from his boat, and that the screams of the colt made his blood run cold. He took | reporter down to the island and showed him the airth all torn up, and pieces of hide lyin' around, and the story brung him in SEQ in cash and restored his
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remember the story in some of the New York papers about gigantic lobster seizn' my skiff and upsettin' it in Key port bay"
 T dew, and was that one Q your lies? ?''
 ''It was one O my small ones"
 "Then you'll certainly do fur the up per crust of high society here" sez Ephriam, as he slaps his leg. That was a bewtiful lie--a bewtiful lie Hanged if it didn't deceive all the liars in Squan Creek! Yes, that's all right, but must ax ye furder Hevin' once told lie do ye stick to it right along?'
 "Allus."
 "If yer boat got upset and ye was driftin' around, would ye own up?'
 "Neverl I'd drift clean across the ocean before I'd give up!'
 'Spose ye was took sick and thought ye was goin' to die?"
 'It would be jest the same. Indeed, believe I should think up a bigger lie to tell. I mint no man to brag onto himself but when l go back on the reputashun of my colonial forefathers the folks of Squam Creek kin ride me outer town on rail-"
 Then Ephriam felt that Moses was ali right, and he clasped him in his arms and welcomed him 10 Squan Creek. He was introduced to all the folks, paid fur all the drinks, and every body was glad we had lobster liar among us. We had the best kind O liars about oysters, clans, sharks whales and crabs, but nobody had made a speciality of lyin, about lob sters. Moses was told to begin Mon day mornin, and he didn't need no proddin' up about it. He jest got off sum of the sleekest, fattest lies we ever listened to. and it was voted that he was all right and an ornyment to the upper crust.
 Mebbe six weeks had gone by, and Moses Parker was maxim name fur himself and doin' us proper credit, when a squall upsets his boat in the bay and he saved hisSelf from geia' to the bottom by catchin' hold of buoy No. 3. He thought he was all alone, but he wasn't. Two of the crowd was on Bird island. near oy, and arter Moses had bin hangin' on fur 15 minits they heard him yell out:
 "Ohl Lord. ain't fitten 10 die in this way! I've bin lyin' about Holsters fur the last five y'ars. and want at least a | month to repent in! Jest let me be
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mill nor skating rink, and the sooner you find it out the better. Oh! you needn't stand there glaring at me! I mean every word I say, and if you feel like it come down and put up your dukes!"
 Mr. Bowser was on the point of going down when Mrs. Bowser appeared in the hall overheard, and at the same in stant the other mans wife stepped out Of her flat to appeal to him. They were thus dragged away from each other, and as the Bowsers entered their room he was so angry that his trembling knees refused to hold him. That he would break out in the course of four or five minutes Mrs. Bowser fully real ized, and she was wondering whether it was best to faint away or fee from the house. when Providence came to her aid The hall door had been left open, and vegetable peddler, holding string of beets in one hand and q cabbage head in the other, came climb ing upstairs and rang the bell.
 That's the policel" whispered Mrs. Bowser. T told you not to raise a row, but you would do it, and now we'll be dragged off to jail"
 4Ir. Bowser thought he was surely in trouble now, but after a minute he braced up and opened the door. Great was his relief when he saw the ped dler and heard him ask:
 Any nice fresh vegetables for break fast this morning?"
 You audaeious donkey! How dare you enter this house at this hour to ring folks out of bed and ask 'em to buy your miserable vegetables. You want a lesson in manners, you do, and I'll give you one right here and now!.
 Mrs. Bowser screamed and the ped dler started to run, but Mr. Bowser had found somebody to lick and he jumped on the man and proceeded to paralyze him. The peddler's yells and the
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Yes, sir"
 And you get up at five o'clock in the morning and hammer, and bang, and thump, and pound, and jump me out O bed! Do you suppose I will put ap With any such goings on?" 'Do you occupy the flat in here?" asked the man.
 T do sir.s
 Do you pay your rent ?" of course l do.''
 We'll, l have the flat over you, and aso pay my rent. If you want to uance around, kick over the chairs, or
 sen Ike an Indian, go ahead. That's
 sOuf privilege. l shall also do as I've a mind to-"
 10 you mean that you will continue ge1 up at the unearthly hour of five gvlOck in the morning and, stamp Ts tOund m till you wake me up?" asked na Il get up when I like, go to bed
 s.5 @aen I ike, and don't you try to fool
 m" ~~u me! If you don't like things, ,,it, tau9 the man gave MT. Bowser a dig
 sna o ais elbow and passed on, making bis S'sa1 s deal of unnecessary noise with Hs 'egs and whistling away for dear anS !, ne was not yet out of the house, dienaa. ai' bowser was choking with in sra.,on' when the head of the fami- bsII F e the fiat below came out into the sHa ana looked up and shouted:
 s,.a,A ssA you up there-is the house on .T5.'' TSls was the savage reply. sbont, men what the devil is all that row bestin. ,' Are you dancing in your sleep, srsas.Sy s your wife, or trying to climb at stsssea t5ls pole? If I'm 10 be woke up youT b.a noar in the morning again AIS pe1'er p look out for squalIsla stens poWser descended three or four ani r . so get better view of the man, ips to e'sfy cry hair on his head was try
 sAanded: 'A enu as he hoarsely de rho o9 9,1, you know, sir-do you know Y soa na., are talking to!" rsplv neither the know nor care,r was the 1nis house is neither saw
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uas five o'clock in the morning.
 romser @ suddenly shook off sleep,
 S,D nj ia bed and exclaimed;
 alpp @ind ., Goshen, but what has struck [ls house ,t.a po,,,son ,s \. ooened her eyes.
 ls srSe Sp house seems to be falling in I,s hear that noise?''
 sTsat's only the family overhead. ma man gets up at five o'clock to go to cork . somewhere. I've heard him |l.,v morning since we've been here. ET3 saa,s only putting on his shoes, , 4 Mrs Bowser. ''You'H get used to K lr 4bese @ noises in time. You see, in |n house" .T see that no man on the face of this |.,tb can prance around and wake me E st five o'clock in the morning!" in srrupted Mr. Bowser, as he got out of I |.l "Wby, hear himl He's jumping |a m and down on purpose to spite me! GTss nrobably in cahoots with the jani- '.sss r and she's told him to knock down '%ss % mastering over our heads!" sRlIt you can't do anything. Please l,1,t raise a fuss. If you'll come back \ he'd I'll speak to the mans wife dur ng inc day.
 E sJump up and down over my head, rill beis growled Mr Bowser, as he optinued to dress; "I don't intend to sise fuss, but as he comes down isirs I shall give him piece of my hind. If the people in this house link they can run me they will get if"
 Mrs. Bowser coaxed and argued, but soon as he was ready he stepped ut into the hall to wait for the man , come down. He hadn't long to wait lie man not only came clattering own. but he whistled as he came.
 aYou-you live upstairs, do you 2" smanded Mr. Bowser, as he barred the
The courier. (Lincoln, Neb.) 1894-1903, 1898-05-28
tive power has not been denied her.


tive power has not been denied her.
Information lie meagre concerning the
works Of those whose fame q composers
reached . certain degree Of excellence in
their day; the names Of those mentioned
heretofore being the best known. It is
said Fanny Mendelssohn wrote graceful
music but was ashamed to publish it
under her own name and it was absorbed
by her brother. While we Of the present
decade are proud OF Mile. Chaminade,
Augusta Holmes. Mrs. Beach and &c any
others, how can we know that the divine
spark may survive the tornado Of criti-
cism, the drenching flood Of prejudice
and conservatism?
In an article written for q musical
convention. Fanny Bloomfield Zeisler
says: women lack the power Of ex-
tending their observations over Q large
range of facts before forming general
conclusions; they lack concentration.
They lack the power OF self observation
Of their own thoughts; also the power
Of self criticism, and objective judgment
Of the productions Of their own minds.
Music is the most abstract Of arts, and
on the other hand the most bound by
mathematical rules. For al other arts
We have basis or background Of reality,
but music, as Schoponhauer phrases it.
differs from other arts in being q pre-
sentative. not representative art.
Then women chafe under technical
rules. Balsac says "most women pro-
coed like the flea, by leaps and jumps;
and Bishop Whstely's contempt of
woman's logic 10 evinced by his asser.
ton. women never reason, or, il they
do, they either draw correct inferences
from wrong premises, or wrong infer
ences from correct premises; and they
always poke the fire from the top -
Quoting opinions. however. imposes upon
US no necessity Of agreement.
Prejudice has, nevertheless, done
much to smother many = sensitive
talent; criticism coming even from those
who. admitting the existence Of talent,
object to its exercise as unwomanly.
Rubenstein once said to Frau Mosz.
kowski: "Your sister mile. Chaminade)
has great talent, but she shouldn't COM
pose music. It isn't rightw Moro kind
ly, yet not less humiliating. was Schu.
mann's remark to q celebrated pianist
OF his time. who had dared publish q
eonata: Pear not. gentle artist soul.
for thee shall the critics rod become q
lily STEM"
Fortunately this, with many other
prejudices. is fast modifying. Women
should, however, buckle on her defen-
sive armor against another 40 fatal Q
foe-the praise that comes solely be-
cause she is a woman; praise as humil.
iating to her pride as it is demoralizipg
to her work.
-Four women composers have appeared
in the 18th century, tweaty-seven in the
18th, and seventeen in the 18th. l
speak Of the great composers.
The first production of Mile. Holmes
opera, "Ls Montague Noir." was under
the most suspicious circumstances, and
though the new president. Faure, and
his wife had chosen this occasion for
their debut before the Partisan public,
the French critics found her work
lacking in relief and personal charac.
ter" that "her ambition had o'erleaped
ITSELF" that 1.-The task she undertook
was beyond her powers" that all Of it's
best numbers we're "plariarized from
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Of bis companions with wax ere they
ventured near the rocks on which the
sirens sang their alluring songs. OF this
tale the Teutonic "Lorelis' and the
"Rhine Daughters" are legitimate pro.
geny.
Sappho 10 the repated inventor Of the
barbiton. . stringed instrument, GER
tainly unknown up to her time.
A tale 10 quantity told Of Queen Eliz-
abeth, who was ambitious OF excelllng
Mary Queen OF SCOTS in playing the
virginal, an instrument Of which the
spinet, clsv;chord, harpsichord and
piano are IN evolution. Lord Melville,
listener behind the tapestries Of her
chamber. heard the queen playing. as he
attests, "excellently well" and upon de.
lection. declares, ''she seemed to strike
me with her hand, alleging she was not
accustomed to play before men, but
when solitary, to shun melancholy. like
many Of her sisters today, and inquired
il my queen Queen Nary or she played
the best; IN winch I found myself
obliged to give her the praise" Eliza
heth's Virginia. Book" lie still extant.
Princess Maria Antonio of Saxony
created no small stir as q vocalist and
composer. Frederick the Great in 1868,
on receiving the score Of her two princi-
pal operas. OF which she was also libret-
fist, said: Il am obliged to confess,
madame, that you have honored music,
and that you are an example to other
composers, who, to achieve like sue
cess. must become poets as WE'LL" So.
from mythical times to the Christian
StCecilia, music had its feminine express
sion. And what is more likely than
that many Of these we're Celebrations Of
some straine by which the savage
mother sought to encourage in her child
emulation Of her warrior husband; or an
echo of that wild lament crooned by the
cradle Of the Northern infant, whose
Viking father dared through ford and
ford to sail into the unknown! What
should last longer than this heart cry?
What exert more influence than these,
by their love power?
Thus. the language Of Sappho. in lyric
measure, spoke to the Greeks, Miriam,
10 sinuous rythm, marked by timbrel
and castinet to the Israelites; the
Sirens, by all the allurements OF beauty
and magic, to Ulysses; Francesca Gao
chi, Barbara Strozzi, Maria Theresa to
the Italians; Maria Paradies, Julia
Reichardt, Marian Martinez, Fanny
HeLsel and Clara Schumann to the
Germans; Miss Abrams, Elizabeth
Mounsey, Virginia Gabriel to the En-
glish, Of the past; Mile. Chaminade, An.
gusta Holmes. Maude Valera White,
Liza Lehman, Helen Wood, Margaret
Lag, Guy D'HardeIot. Mrs. H. H. A.
Beach and Elanor Smith are speaking
nov, but. freed from hampering re-
straint, With richer vocabulary, greater
strength, vitality, and magnetic indi.
viduality.
Various writer's, past and present
have striven to solve the problem
giving the emotional, sensitive, delicate
and religious nature Of woman, and mu-
SIC the highest expression Of all theee,-
Why has she never produced compost
ton that, in common with masculine
utterances, has outlived its little day?
The illustrious names OF those whose
fame in the sister arts of literature,
painting and sculpture have caused our
hearts to beat in sympathy with their
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that woman is emotional by. nature. is it
not ono solution OF the problem that
woman does not. unsteady reproduce
them because she herself is emotional by
temperament and nature and cannot
project herself outwardly. any more than
she can give outward expression to
other mysterious and deeply hidden
traits of her nature. Man controls his
emotions and can give an outward ex-
preston to them; in woman they are the
dominating element, and so long q they
are dominant she absorbs music" Let
us hope through the composite Of the
old and new woman may be evolved the
modern woman, with more strength. less
sentimentality, more practically, though
not less ideality; losing that amount Of
emotional preponderance that makes her
recipient rather than productive.
Woman often resigns her art after
marriage, pleading more eugrossing du-
ties; but, truth to tell. it has never been
serious study with her until now.
tits o1ly during the past thirty years
that the study Of music has been pur
sued by women earnestly, and her envir-
onment has made On corresponding edu.
cation difficult If not impossible. Since
music as an art was born, all great COM
posers have gone through the drudgery
OF counterpoint. harmony and all the
technic Of composition. The future
musician was taught to play several in.
struments. He was environed by music
as coon az his prediction became as.
sured. As choir-boy or in an orchestra,
he learned to observe the effects of or.
gan and chorus, and the capability OF
the instruments.
Music was largely material, mathe.
NAUTICAL science, which woman's educa.
ton did not tit her for. Her natures
roots were rather in the emotional and
ideal than in the philosophic or scien.
tiic.
1t required nine centuries after the
Monks intoned and appropriated music
for those learned gentlemen to discover
that two notes could be sounded stimuli.
taneously. Not rapid development,
surely! Before another such int ,rval OF
time, woman, with her present tendency
to thoroughness, will have removed the
reproach against her creative ability.
From the 18th century to the present
time. beginning with Maiibran and Tiet.
jens, there have been these feminine in
terpreters: Mrs. Ellington English;
l7SO $780, who possessed fiute-like
voice Of remarkable power and Compass,
was said to have wop Hadyn'e enthusi-
astic admiration While watching the
great Sir Joshua Reynolds painting her
portrait Hadyn said: "Grsat mistake!
you have painted her listening to the
angels; it should be vice versa!'
OF "Grisi," Prima Donna Assoluta
nearly Thirty years at the Paris opera,
some one has said: "No vocalization
was too trivial for her careful study. no
part beneath her creative instinct. Her
profession to her was a holy duty"
Grisi married the great tenor Mario.
and it is said when theemperor jestingly
called her children 'Grisettes," she re-
piled: "Ah! No. sire; pardon me, they
are Marionettee."
Sontag (lSO5-1S52, Germany sang at
the first appearance OF Beethovenis 9th
Symphony. sontag and Malibran were
warm friends. despite public efforts to
create rivalry between them.
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