The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1913-11-09

sacola, said that Pensacolians slipped
their coffee, much as the Parisians
slipped their absinthe. Mr.. Reese
proved his point very cleverly, and 1t
is true perhaps, that our French an
oestry shows in this way more than in
any Of our other customs.
In cafe in Pensacola where busy
men and hurried shoppers stop for a
cup of coffee or chocolate, or the
boy is playing beautiful music day
after day, and while he plays he is
dreaming dreams and seeing visions
of q fla :uTe which is to be very bright
with hopes fulfilled and ambitions
rea;ized-if work can make dreams
come true.
Sometimes work does make dreams
come true.
And this boy has more than indus
try, though of that he has an enor-
nous capacity-he has talent.
When I talked to him and he, with
that almost tragic earnestness of
youth, unfolded some of his ambi-
tons to me. and told me of what he
wanted to do and what he had done,
to me the rosy future dimmed in con-
trast to the splendid present.
Talent is a fine thing to have-one
Of the gifts Of the gods-but 1t isn't
one hundredth part as valuable as
pluck,
I am interested in boys and girls
who are trying to accomplish some
thing and so when I talked to him
and he told me about his ambitions
and that he was going to realize
those ambitions, I wanted to help
him. And I wondered how I could.
thought perhaps others might be in
fny- tod hut nm mr.
and so my musical opinion isn't Of
any value.
I love music. I sat and listened to
him play one of his own compositions
Tin the Forest"-and I loved It.
And he played me a little bright
chanson that he had written himself
don't know what it was, but it was
bright and singy and sweet, and full
of melody, to me, who only loves mu-
sic, but never dare to criticise 1t.
And so I thought that I would go
to others who knew real music and
what makes musicians, and I did.
First 1 asked Prof. Gilfllan Scott
about him, and Mr.. Scott was very
generous in his praise. He said that
he has talent-much talent, and that
he believes he may have a musical
future-and he said splendid things
about this boys fine young manhood
and the effort he is making to sue
coed.
1 asked Mr.. ]. W. Lurton and Mr..
L. D. Robinson what they thought of
his music, and they, both acknowl-
edged music critics, praised him.
Then asked his music teacher. Mr..
William Packham. director OF the
Christ church choir. and a master of
the organ.
Mr.. Packham was, before coming
to Pensacola, an organist in one of
the English cathedrals, and those who
have heard his wonderful mastery of
the great Christ church organ, the
finest in the state, know him to be a
musician. He thinks this lad has a
future. He believes in him.
Dwight Wayland Anderson will give
a recital on Friday evening at the
First Baptist church. There is no
charge of admission and the public is
cordially invited to hear him play.
For some months now he has been
organist Of the First Baptist church,
and later in the winter he will give
a recital on the grand organ in Christ
church.
The recital Friday evening will give
everyone a chance to hear him play,
s" this is little story of the boy
not the musician.
Dwight Wayland Anderson is seven
teen years old. He told me very sim
ply and earnestly Of how he had
worked to accomplish his ambitions
Every since I was a little bit of a
chap" he said, 81 have wanted to be
a musician-to make it my life work
When l was a little shaver / moved
lawns and did every odd job / could
ind to do, to earn the money to take
music lessons. None of my family are
musical l never before heard of a
musician in the family. But when I
was a little bit Of a seven-year-
boy l loved music and tried to learn |
A friend took an interest in me, be-
cause was such a little bit of a chap |
guess, and she gave me lessons. We |
didn't even have a plano, for no one |
at home played on any musical In
strumeDt.
But all my life 1t las been my /
great ambition to play and to COM
pose. have worked hard for it and |
hope some day to succeed. When
was twelve I earned enough money
myself to take music lessons from a
Chicago musician-my home was in
Chicago-and later, when / was four
cen, went out into the country with |
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