The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1906-05-17
With the Long BolD
Story of the Iowa Girl Who Made the Joyful Noise at
Her Own Wedding-What Can Be Done on occa-
sion with Trained Voice with LOUNGES in It.
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THERE girl born in the 'so's in Iowa gifted,
so her parents said, with 9. the supreme gift of
i song" She had voice! From earliest youth
it was generally understood that Lucille to be
prime dome of some kind and to climb the sublime
heights of musical expression. When there any
thing going in town Lucille's voice was rubbed
down. trotted out and given taste of the fresh grass
of popular applause Later in life this voice studied
at ''The Conservatory somewhere. The conserva
tory unhappiy named SO, far prices went for
they not at all conservative in ootng papa about
So 81 hour for currycombing Lueilles Whitney.
When nothing could be done for this outcry,
starting in on her prima donna.
At this epochal point in her career the girl met
worthless the cigaret boy of the town who read
cided ofhand to marry him This youth wore little
shallow lid the back of his head for hat his col
lar three inches deep, his coat riotous and his
baggy pantaoons turned up at the bottom, We're up
held by a belt. He had two three weak ideas and
sang the topical song and, bookkeeper in i'm
pement house, he offered that kind Of assistance to
trade that fills sefmade business with an ardent
longing to sell out and retire to the countrye
So Lucille and Charlie to be wed and Lucille
determined to make the event the opportunity for dis
playing The Voice. You may recall that this voice
had gone thru The Conservatwaire So at the we'd
ding, church affair." mathematical up the aisle
meet the groom at the altar and as she marched she
displayed The Voice upon 'piece' by an European
composer Russian probably. 1t had ahpeggiaturas in
it and ounceuendos and it full of other kinds of
noise The groom held rgidly to his place at the
altar by father and the best man, all feeling like 40
cents in change, 10 cents of which counterfeit
Lucille knocked the heads out of several casks Of
noise and emptied their contents into the church.
This little event filed the town with deep 10y and
offered material for society comment for weeks to
But 1T got nice writeup in the local paper.
The following letter has been received,
To the Long Bow Man:
The writer found, when he began to take notice
of other things besides things to eat that he had been
birth, but, if he had been would have chosen black
in spite of its disadvantages frs because his mother
was black and second because he has since met so
delightful black woman who has consented to be-
come his wife. She might not have done this had he
been red white yellow. ~
In reading the Century Magazine for May last
Sunday, the writer much interested in Luther
BurbanA's article ''The Training of the Human
Plant.' Mr.. Burbank says:
'We are more crossed than any other nation In tho
history Of the world, and here the same re-
suits that are always in much crossed race Of
plants; all the worst, well all the best qualities
of each are brought out in their fullest intensities
Right here is where selective environment counts
When all the necessary crossing has been done, then
comes the work of elimination, the work of refining,
the finest known. The characteristics Of
the many peoples that make up this nation will show
in the composite the finished product will be the race
Of the future''
I, black man, was led to wonder and have
since thought Of it much whether there are not quail
ties in the negro race that will be wanted in that
final composite Is there not possibly, strain
of music banjo thrum perhaps or note of SUFFERING
patiently endured Of loyalty those in authority
that the negro contribute to this final com
posite wonder what Mr. Burbank would say to
this Doubtless race prejudice will prevent the com
plete amagamation of the black with the white race
But IS there not already sufficient admixture to per-
NIT the final to seize the qualities of our
that it may need? ~
This is speculation, but even we negroes
are human and life is as dear to to you. W.
love to think that race shall not wholly die
but live, what is worthy of living, in new race. Is
this too much to ask? Very truly,
George L. johnson.
ravine runs back Of Tad's house and the public
sometimes uses 1t to hold ashes, old bones, rotten
wood and tin cans. Last week one family, HAVING
seen enough of it's varcolored Easter eggs, dumped
half dozen Of them to help the owner up to grade
lad and Tom, same age and that bad one for peace