The Sentinel=record., 1914-09-27

of the revolutionists, the Marseillaiss
that wonderful martial song. writer
by Rouget De Lisle, inspired men and
women to bare their necks on the
guillotine and fearlessly face death.
1t was the inspiring strains of the
| fife and drum which encouraged the
| sturdy New Englanders to climl
spring music that led the charge o.
the gallant 600 of the Light Brigade
at Balaclaya-
"Cannons to right of them,
Cannons to left OF them,
Rode the gallant 600.
Into the jaws of death;
Into the mouth OF hell
Rode the 600.'
Urged on by the music of fife and
drum it was to do or die.
The United States, during the
Spanish-American war needed men for
hazardous task, to sink the Merri
mac in the neck of tile channel OF
Santiago barbor On the morning of
that day. all hands were piped on
deck. TIE ships band played Am
erica's my Country It's of Thee" The
daring act, with its perils and dangers
were laid before the officers and men,
and as its strains died out, and the
music ceased, Lieut.. Hobson and his
brave comrades stepped out from the
ranks amid the cheers and plaudits
of their officers and shipmates. The
stars and stripes fluttered to the
wind as they left the ship, the band
again played, and fired with enthusi.
assn, they bottled up the Spanish
fleet. The American Congress thank
ed them; the world applauded, and
they were proclaimed heroes.
Generally when volunteers are
needed in the army for some danger
Gus service, the men OF the regiment
are called out. Martial music is play.
ed and instantly there springs for,
ward ten times the number of men
required. Those selected become
heroes by their choice on the spur OF
the moment, through the inspiring
voice Of the music
Burns and Scott in their time sang
Of nature, and all humanity for gem
erations to come will reverence them
as representatives of the genius OF
their native land. Not a song in
worlds history, to the lover OF music
is dearer than Annie Laurie: it IS
sung wherever the English language
is spoken. The subject Is beautiful
and touching; the music enhancing,
and its construction is not only
unique, but its sense of love inspiring
to even the dullest mind. Annie
Laurie no longer belongs to Scotland,
but all the world loves her in song.
The charming Adeline Patti as she
warbled 'The Last Rose Of Summer"
or sang Burns God touched
"Ye Banks and Braes o. Bonnie Doom,
How can We smile sac fresh and fair,
How can We chaunt. We bonnie birds
And / sac weary fu' o. care
breathed into her audience, through
her wonderful voice and tender pathos
an inspiration that can never be forgot
ten. Or uhe gifted violinist Kubellck,
who with the technique of an artist
hand, and bow drawn over the violin
strings in their trembling vibrations,
breathe forth enhancing sounds, en-
thralling under its majestic influences
all the grander and nobler impulses
with which man Is endowed.
And who can measure the power
and influence of that grand and i'm
mortal song. written by John Howard
Payne, beloved of all the man of
single song. 1t was first sung in the
old Cooks Theatre in London. with
the author listening in the wings. The
melody and The words sank deep into
the hearts of the audience, who, amid
cheers and waving OF handkerchiefs
5roNaaImed Payne a hero, and his
Home Sweet Homeywas immortaliz-
ed. ~ has, and will I've, sung in every
home beneath the starry heavens, and
under the fluttering rag OF every ma
ton. and every tongue till time shall
be no more. II speaks to the heart
memories are revived by the tourist
and the travellers as they pen some
missiye to loved ones at home And
the immigrant boy, far away in his
rude cabin home. as he rests after his
hard days toll, memory recalls his old
fathers parting blessing, and his dear
old sainted mothers kiss at the gar.
den gate. as she wept and threw her
arms around his neck. calling upon
mothers God to bless and protect her
darling boy. In panoramic vision the
scene passes before him. A tear
trickles down his sunburnt cheek, his
heart swells, and his lips part. as
Paynes sweet refrain Home. home,
sweet sweet home" bursts forth In
song, echoing through the hills and
the valleys telling it's story. BE 1t
ever 50 humble there's no place Ike
home" 1t is the watchword Of every
heart. the international anthem OF the
world. Even the aurdy gurdy, or
Italian street organ, brings joy and
gladness to the street urchins who,
in the streets and alleys OF the poor
tenement districts OF our large cities,
romp and dance to its music. And
even after the pennies and offerings
are all collected and the music trans