The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1903-08-26
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Redwood Oo3ette
WEDNESDAY, AUG. 26, 1903.
BY AIKEN & SCHMAHL.
WE HAVE GOT II.
The Redwood Band Will Soon Pour Forth
the Notes on the Evening Air.


following Thursday night, every
body will be humming it, kids will
be piping off the first two lines, and
possibly the chorus, while the small
fry of the feminine sex will respond.
1t is Hiawatha. Prof. Harry
Clark and his aggregation of green
uniformed young men, resolved to
have the piece several weeks ago.
They got it--several pieces of the
popular selection for the different
members of the band, and since that
time anyone happening to pass in
the rear of the court house on prac-
tice night, at the right time, must
have heard the popular strains of
Hiawatha going out to lose it's
sweetness on the desert air. And
down on the doorsteps, directly I'M
derneath the room where the boys
carry on their preliminary inter
probation of their different programs,
many young buck with his Indian
maid could have been seen waiting
for the band to take up the practice
of Hiawatha that they might join in
the ''loodling" of the notes.
When the program carrying this
selection is published in THE GA
zETTE, and scheduling the time for
its first public Interpretation in
Redwood Falls, there will undoubt-
edly be big crowd out-a greater
crowd of the young fry than has
heretofore appeared on the streets
on band concert nights, and in the
meantime they will be studying the
words which are here given for the
first time. In fact, many of the
band boys are at work on the words
and it is probably that they will
join in the song after they get the
notes fairly out of the way.
Hiawatha is a self-made song, &C
cording to New York paper. 1t
was written and published in the
west and won its way into favor
without the usual boost from a vau-
deYille or light opera celebrity. For
two or three years after it was pub
lished it was comparatively unno-
ticed, and it was not until the
'loodlers' got hold of it that it at
tracted wide attention. Bands COM
menced playing it on excursion
steamers, in restaurants, and the
crowds hummed it.
Ardent admirers of the song usu-
ally know the first lines and parts
of the chorus They choose a time
when there is a lull in talk and
laughter on boat or trolley car, and
then burst forth with:
Oh, the moon is all agleam Oh the
| stream
| Where / dream here of you, my pretty
Indian maid.
Here the leaders memories balk,
and the ''loodlers" get in their fine
work. 1t may run ''loodling" on to
the chorus, and it may chance that
the broken thread of the song is
passed from one to the other, if
there happen to be persons who
can supply the words as each sue
cessive leader falters in his burst
of melody.
While rustling leaves are singing high
above us overhead;
In the glory of the bright summer
night,
In the light and the shadows of the
forest glade
l am waiting here to kiss your lips SO
red.
There's a flood of melodies on the
breeze
From the trees, and of you they
4 breathe 80 tenderly,
While the woodlands all. around are
resounding your name.
Oh, my all in life is you, only you.
Fond and true, and your own forever
more I'll be.
Here then the song II sing with lips
aflame.
AS rule, when the chorus is
reached in popular summer song,
the words are rolled forth with a
gusto born of ''letter-perfect" men,
DRY. Not so with 'Hiawatha. "
And yet the chorus is not very in
tricate:
am your own, your Hiawatha brave.
My heart is yours, you know, dear one,