Omaha daily bee., 1899-09-24

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of music after having resided in this city
fer any length of time, and consequently the
appearance Of the new circular from the
Odeoa at st. Louis is especially gratifying.
Homer Moore has walked in and
taken everything in sight, and the
result is that st. Louis Is going
to have a season of music that
makes one wish he lived in that beau
tIful old city of the saint. The enterprise
of Homer Moore has won down there, as 1t
would have won here il the people would
have been candid enough to admit that music
has a power and an influence. But they
won't. They do, down in st. Louis.
And then here cometh Bernhard Ulrich
OF the Chicago Conservatory of Music and
Dramatic art, and what sayeth he? Amongst
other great attractions of the coming season
in the way of educators he has secured such
national big ones as Godowsky, Clarence
Eddy, Max Heinrich, Frederick Grant Glea-
son and others of the same class. and for
the violin department, who? Our old friend
Bert Butler, as everyone knew him, but now
Mr.. Herbert Butler (Which The Bee musical
crank always insisted on styling him before
he left. Well, much progress is gratifying.
Let us have more.
What a brilliant bunch of talent there
has been, and is now, in Omaha. When a
musician leaves this own he invariably sue
ceeds. Why?
Now, a certain rich man had two sons.
One day the older son, who was just then
of age, came unto his father and said unto
him: llTr SH
Father, l would found a religious asylum
for the poor unfortunates that have no re-
ligious training. l would give them bibles
to read, and / would advance them in the
art of higher criticism"
VERY WE'LL" said the father, "it shall
be 60"
Then cometh unto him the younger son,
and said: Father, l will be of age in a year
or so, and i would like to have an advance
Of part of mine inheritance"
"Why So" said the father, have you not
already all mine houses and mine stores in
your care?"
mo-" said the younger son, ~ want a
portion of money. 1 want wherewith to
build a home for musicians and their doings;
In other words, I would like to subvert the
words of a distinguished man of lore In early
days, who said (modernized), The sparrow
has builded a nest and the OK hath found
him q stall, but the son Of Music has not a
place to lay his head"
II want" said this younger son, "a place
where man can lay down his tired musical
head"
But" said the father, "it is not practical.
| See how your older brother saves his money;
watch him VIXEN the strolling musician
| comes along; see him as he thrusts the poor
devil into prison and see how he prospers.
He Is not interested in snivelling humanity,
he is helping the race by building up homes
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is working for the benefit of the race, and
damned be he who frsts says Hold, enough,
Your brother says, and l believe he is right,
Society must be saved"
Well, the younger son borrowed a hun
dred or two from his father and told him to
charge 1t UP.
Then he went out west, as all bad boys
do, according to the Sunday school story
series. He made money and he endowed
two homes for old musicians. He paid the
expenses OF maintenance OF seventeen old
soldiers who had come from war without
pension, and he made good a loan for a
building for the occupancy of WORKOUT mu-
sicians who could show proof of actual serv-
ice. Then he presided at the annual state
reunion OF the musical people of the state,
and when he was elected president he said:
Gentlemen, I love music and l." but Just
then a row occurred and the president was
shot by a flying missile aimed for another
man.
Just before this a messenger arrived say
ing that there was a telegram for Mr.. -,
the younger brother, and when 1t was opened
by friends 1t read as follows: Brother
passed peacefully away this morning"
No one knows whether the telegram killed
the young man., or whether 1t was his time
to die, but 1t Is certain that he did actually
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the message.
A few days after that a strange scene was
witnessed by the few select personages who
are permitted to look upon the morning
dockets of Judge Blackstone.
Where did you come from % said the
barrister, who, one could easily see, was
well versed in law from his astute bearing.
And what is the case" said he as he sat
down and enveloped himself in his toga.
well" said Roscoius Conklininus, my
client wants justice, and deserves it,"
What is the trouble" said Sanctus
Petrus, "can the man not be admitted?"
mo-" said the barrister. you have said
that you do not want any orthodox or higher
criticism cranks up above"
Are there no extenuating circum-
stances?" asked Peter.
mo" was the reply, 1.-The defendant
pleads guilty TO having pervaded holy sane
tuaries with orthodoxy. instead OF practi-
cality."
"Then," said st. Peter. "let him die the
death"
Next case"
And, strange to say. then came the
younger brother.
What have you done to improve the
world since you left here, an infant, un-
dressed, alone and unprotected" said the
prosecutor, who on this occasion was the
famous CLAY
81 have done nothing" said the younger
brother.
"You helped some musicians" said a wit
ness.
But that is nothing" said the younger
brother. Who would not?"
Lots OF people, SAID st. Peter himself.
and therefore you can have the best We
have got, because heaven is filled with mu-
sic and must have musicians. We do not
need lawyers, nor physicians, nor business
men, but there Is always a market for mu-
sicians up here, and maybe some time