The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-05-18

{ get some spare time. You know me. There's two ,orts of folks in the world-starters and jo1ners. I'm one of the first sort.
 Always start something No matter where you what's your business, start something! Now, between meals, to speak, I've started ire com panies benevolent societies. aterna lodges reading
 rcles lecture courses, dog fights don't know what al clean across the country But, on the whole, ion't know pulled off anything that kept me busier little while than my Holy City Quartette That Sidona Center, Michigan north penin- sula, U. $. A. As artistic business undertaking that was beach, if it didn't come out quite the way figured
 sYou didn't know could sing? I can't. No true voice culturist can. Look at John de Risky. When he gets short voice he starts voice factory Look at Calve. She's strong the bit now, but you'll see the day when she'll either be teaching a few select pupils the best families selling pie the counter somewhere. It don't take voice to start quartette. What it needs is genius. That was what I furnished.
 Here was. in the exact center of country that has one railroad train day-when it gets through When it does it don't bring mail except two story papers and few sacks of Michigan Bibles That's what they call mail order catalogues on the road. Now, all they do in Sidonia Center in the wn ter is to sit around the family table, which they bought by number in the catalogue under the cheer ful glow of the lamp which they bought the way and read fine print about cut rate cereals and sausage at 23 cents pound and mahogany tables at s56s and twentytwo inch creep de china good as at 23 cents yard and flour, ham, sheet music, oriental rugs sugar, tea, coffee, objects dee art in Perian marble handles, wall paper, paint blows, garden seeds violins-oh, well, got of their $329 violins myself There wasn't anything from pint of cider to house and lot you couldn't buy by mail So, oft in the stilly night the poet says. when the thermometer got around 40 below, Eidona Center simply tore into the fine print and fractional currency.
 That was how I come to start my choir. Right then the mail order house making special drive in sheet music of the Holy City, sung by Mime. Helen Somebody-or-other before crowned heads at cents sheet, satisfaction guaranteed money refunded. There much of this music in Sido- mia Center at these prices that it would have been criminal not to start choir. We didn't have any church yet, only schoolhouse But 1 knew the progress of modern civilization would catch Sdona Center before long, Besides, could money in a choir a popular attraction there being manner of public entertainment likely in country where men live all day with snow down their backs, chop ping spruce, and the women confined to the ation of frying buckwheat cakes and SauSages- when the train gets through.
 At the house where I boarded there were two young folks will call Miss Sue and Wilbur In the summer they worked with a circus, whose headQuar- ters Baraboo. Wilbur was known as Senor Sinuando, the human snake. He professional comforter Miss Sue known the bills as Mile. de Novelli. the peerless cantatrice. Them two was engaged. Wilbur, he admits to me that the first time he heard Miss Sues metso jar the paint off the boards of the back seats in the perform ance following the evening show he fell for 1t strong and Miss Sue she said that when she saw Wilbur walk up of evening his hands, with his feet in the air and his head peeking from between his legs, she felt though she couldn't get along without him. Miss Sue about 200 in weight, and she had facial expression that looked like scared rabbit-though that was not her dspo- sition by no means. She a peerless cantatrice, also fearless When she cut loose with her metso for fair. it would jar window panes four blocks from given point She my contralto from the start.
 Natural too. Wilbur tenor. Aside from the valuable training tenor gets professional torter he looked like musician He sort O willowy, with large Adams apple that walked up and down his neck when he got bashful, which a good deal of the time As a boy he had heart weakness, which made it unwise for him to split wood, that there nothing else to do at Si- donia Center he branched out into other lines in foreign psrts at BarRbeo Wis. His voice sweet, but very strong. You couldn't hear him two rods