The daily morning journal and courier., 1898-01-19


 the cottonpickers muslng hum and the roustabout's refrain.
 There was the Hibernian mothers wall In "Grafted into the Army" and the Teutonic chuckle in Corporal Schnapps," which make them verit- able genre pictures, which the tidal patriotic feeling rolled higher and stronger in God Save the Nation" and We'll Go Down Ourselves" reaching the full in the best known and loudly applauded Marching Through Geor- eia." Coming of historical necessity at the end of the war, has 1t not been seized upon by the veterans as the only song which In suggestive verse and swinging metre may adequately express their triumphant enthusiasm until eve- " city and hamlet which can boast single man sent with the Union army' has resounded again and again and still many times with the "Hurrah Hur- rah!" in which the people spontaneous ly join?
 Every army reunion and commemora-
 tive campfire. every military demon- stration and memorial parade takes on
 new. enthusiasm and as living body starts into mark time" with the first inspiring notes of the initial phrase
 which made the whole an assured suc- cess There is very little Meyerbeer about this music It is very American,
 very New England, very expressive of
 Yankee triumph!
 And so the veterans have adopted it
 for their own and roar and yell it
 throughout the land until Sherman is
 said to be afraid to show his head on
 public occasions, so inevitably is he
 greeted with, the familiar chorus.
 From this back to the heart break
 ing sweetness of Brave Boys Are They" there Is gulf of deep feeling, but not too wide to be crossed, and 1t
 has Its own lovely place in softening the fancor of civil war. How beautifully was it taken up and sung by MT. Cable. the first and best representative of the people who are regenerate through the baptism of fire!
 Henry c. Work did not go to the war being bound by the ties of filial duty to remain at home, but who shall say that he performed not most valiant deeds of arms in writing the songs which fos- tered patriotism in nation? He knew that in making the war songs of the people he did grander more repro- | ductive work than those who originated and enforced its martial laws. He was of the people, in sympathy l with them, and thought not of the small | fame which comes from the critical | sanction of few self-instituted judges | of lietrary and musical form. With the | great English singer he would have | said. Give me the ears of the shilling | public, and I care not for the praise of | the dilletante."
 And the people have returned in kind his spontaneous sympathy and over- | flowing enthusiasm by welcoming and | cheering his songs, paying to them the | sincerest tribute of praise, adoption and | faithful admiration, while yet their au- l thor is to most of his singeres unknown. l Henry c. Work was a good son, an l affectionate brother and a faithful hus- l band and father. although the last l years of his life were clouded with the l illness of his wife, who was a nervous | invalid. He had four children, one of | whom, daughter, now lives in Brook | lyn. He died three years ago at the age l of fifty-one, while on visit to Hart l ford. Exceptionally temperate in his l habits, unselfish and devoted to his l friends, his memory will remain green | in the hearts of his early associates. 1 His aged mother, who lives at the old l home on Chestnut street in this city, 1 loves nothing so well as talking of her l son, of whom she repeats: There new
 CT was, never could be a better She
 shows with some depreciation bit of manuscript upon which some lines of her own, sweeping song in the merry | days when he used to sit under the | trees with paper and pencil, jotting
 down random thoughts, which he set to | q tuneful measure The annexation IS 1 as clear and easily read as the best mu | sic printing, and the bit of paper stands
 an evidence of his pleasant comradeship 1 with his aged mother She says that | while he often composed with great fla | cility, writing with nervous speed, and | dashing off ballad which seemed to fit 1 itself to musical rythm there were oc- 1 casions when he became troubled to | work out an idea and passed weeks of | anxiety and sleeplessness over new | production.
 His works brought him a comfortable
 income during his life. and he left a
 small competence to his daughter, the
 only surviving member of his family.
 But said the old lady with an in-
 dulgent smile, Henry lost great deal | by the failure of Root & Cady and you know less friendly publishers sometimes l forget to account for all their sales, and
 people who bring out the works of a 1 dead man are not scrupulous to pay his | heirs the royalty "-Florine Thayer Mo-
 Cray