Hopkinsville Kentuckian., 1902-06-17
A COMPOSERS TROUBLES.
de Is So Strenuously Musical He Thinks
of Little Else.

stlnct OF his nature.
His father was a musician, and 50
was his fathers father. So, as his
wife plaintiyely puts it, according to
the Chicago DAILY News, "He really
can't help himself, poor dear" But
even her charity does not cover the
multitude Of sins Of which he isguilty
all on account Of this prediction
handed down to him by his ances-
tors.
OF course, being a musician and &C.
centric, he chose pretty, dainty little
wife, with eyes and ears for something
else than the strains Of a piano.
Mrs. Lawler has her own troubles.
One night when she had exacted a
promise from her husband to be home
70 dinner on time, as she was to en-
!ertain some out-of-town friends who
had been invited especially to meet
him, he arrived home just as coffee
was being served. Mrs. Lawler swal-
lowed her wrath and said, sweetly:
81 am sorry you were detained at
the office, DEAR"
81 wasn't actually detained" Law
Ter blurted out.
The guests looked up in surprise.
"You see, my DEAR" Lawler began,
as he drank black coffee, unmindful
of what should have precededit, "that
fool conductor carried me six blocks
beyond the transfer station and l had
to take a car back"
'"That shouldn't have made you an
hour Late" she protested.
"But you see, the second sonduc-
tor carried me as far the other way"
"Ohp coldly.
"And-queerest thing-thG third
carried me back again, and"
"Georgep severely.
eyes, Marion"
weren't you compCsing?"
} She might have fitted the same
tone to "Weren'tyou intoxicated?"
swell, the TRUTH is, was going over
a little thing of Browns. It's good,
hut it needs a few changes. 1 think
I've got it just as want it. I'll try it
on the piano"
Mira. Lawler sighed, but followed
Ger guests to the music room. Sh,
doesn't see the use Of being SO strenu
ously musical.
One of the most trying ordeals il
Mrs. Lawler's life is going out to con
certs with her husband. Should tn
number holding their attention hap
pen to strike his musical soul witt
unusual force his head drops
forward, his shoulders follow and
soon every part Of his body is NOV
| ing in perfect time to the music His
head goes faster and faster, his mouth
flies open, his eyes glow and he is a
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living embodiment Of the song.
When it ends he drops back exhausted
and perspiring.
Mrs. Lawler makes it her wifeiy
duty to watch him and gently pull his
coat sleeve, reminding him where he
is. Then Lawler will sit up guiltily,
like sleepy man in church, and look
about him, as much as to say: 'I'm
wide awake. Can'tyou see lamp"
The other day Mrs. Lawler went
out Of the city for several days.
Lawler, sauntering along down
town street, heard strains of music
that he recognized as his own coming
from a vaudeville theater. Naturally
interested, he went in and sat down
in a conspicuous place in the front
row. 1t was a ragtime song and he
had taught the two performers to sing
it.
He listened closely, and gradually
his head fell forward, his mouth
opened and the usual performance be-
gan. Lawler in pantomime, was more
interesting to the audience, evidently
than Lawler on the stage.
Suddenly a strong hand fell on his
shoulder with mighty grasp. He
felt himself jerked and shaken, the
like of which he had never expert
enced since his school days.
Feebly protesting, he was drawn
towards the door.
"What-does this mean?' he man
aged to gasp out.
"You know well enough" 4" the irata
manager roared out, Coming in here
to disturb the performance. Make
any more noise about it and I'll have
you arrested. Now gitp Then he
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