The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1902-12-21
musicians say, that was ever written
These are the words of the song:
LISTEN TO THE MOCKING BIRD.

musicians say, tndl was ever Willleu
These are the words of the song:
LISTEN TO THE MoCKING BIRD.
I'm dreaming now of Hally,
Sweet Haly, sweet Hally:
I'm dreaming now or Hally,
For the thought of her is one that never dies.
The valley, the valley;
She's sleeping in the valley.
And the knocking bird is singing where she lies.
Listen to the hooking bird
Listen TO the hooking Bird
The hooking bird still singing Ger ner grave.
Listen to the mocking Bird
Listen the knocking BIRD
Ah we'll yet remember.
Remember remember.
When we gathered in the cotton, side by side.
Twas in the mild September,
September, September:
And the hooking bird was singing, far and WIDE
Mr.. Winner did not think of selling or
publishing the song at first. lie mao
learned it, and went rendering 1t every
where among his friends; it had quite
served its turn. But 1T became popular,
even unpublished; from Whistling Dick 1T
spread till half the people in the city were
humming its fascinating melody. So Mr..
Winner sold it-sold it outright-and 50 was
the sum the publishers, Boston flrm, paid
him.
He wrote "Ten Little Injuns" in an even
ing, and this song was Iirst rendered at
the Arch-street Theater. where 1T made
to the Mocking Bird" Its words are:
TEN LITTLE INJUNs.
Ten little Injuns. going oat to dine;
One choked his little self, and then there were
nine.
Nine little Injuns. crying at his fate;
One cried himself away, and then there were
eight.
Eight little Injuns, slept until eleven;
One oversight himself. and then there were seven.
IN sffc
One chopped himself in half, and then there
were six.
| Six little Injuns playing with hive.
| The humble bees killed one, and then there were
five.
| Five little Injuns. going in for law;
| One got In chancery. and then there were four.
Four little Injuns. going out to sea;
| A red herring swallowed one. ana then there
were three.
Three little Injuns, walking in the zoo;
! A big bear cuddled one. and then there were two
Two little Intuns. sitting in the sun:
| one got frizzled up, and then there was one.
one little Iniun lived all alone;
| lie cot married. and then there were none.
The encore verse to this song is:
Happy Intun couple; living by the shore.
Raised little family OF ten lnluns more
Mr.. Winner wrote over two hundred songs
in all. but he never got for one OF them
| more than $40 He sold them TO the same
publisher; he was apparently quite content
| ed with his rate of pay; he was. as ms
| best friend said bitterly the other day, IAN
easy thing"
Whispering Hope" was the song which
| Mr.. Winner thought to be the best or all
| his compositions. This mans modesty was
| so great that he composed always under
an assumed name He received thousands
/ of letters from admirers who praised Lis
| ten to the Mocking Bird" ardently. Edgar
| Alien Poe, during his Philadelphia days.
was friend of Mr.. Winner. and said OF
| the song that IL had quality OF sincerity
that would make IL live as long as his own
| poem THE Raven" The late Queen Vic
| toria. the poet Whittier, the poet Longfei-
low Lincoln and Grant expressed apprecia-
| ton of the song that came TO Mr.. Winner 5
| ears. But he died poor, and sometimes he
| was even accused of deceit People would
| saw: "Alice Hawthorne, not you, wrote
| Listen to the Mocking Bird.
Alice Hawthorne, the maiden name OF
his mother. was one OF pr. Winners
pseudonyms.