Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-09-13
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that laughs at
"Dah-de-dah-dah-da de-dah."
Louder swelled the song. The Observer
marched triumphantly into the editorial
sanctum. His head was lifted like the
head of hound pup baying at the moon.
He was singing the "Marseillaise."
The editor looked up owlishly. He
seemed q little bew.ldered at first
"Oh." he said, Its you, is it" His
tones were dscouraging.
1.-THE MarseiIlaise,'" said the OBJ
server. impressiveiy, "is probably the
most inspiring piece of music ever writ
ten Remember that part where the key
changes
who told you that was the Marseil-
laise'?" asked the editor, critically.
why I've known it all my fe." re-
Piled the Observer in an injured voice.
mot only that, but 1 also know the
Wacht am Ri ne and the Russian ma
tiOnal hymn and
''You weren't singing the 'Marseil-
laise'r' the editor interrupted. fatty.
We'll. If you know so much more than
do about how it goes"
The editor started to whistle 1t. He
got over the first bars with flying jump.
But the song reared and dtched him nat
in little while and he began to whistle
the chorus-it is probably called the
chorus-hind de before. The Office boy
came In to see If there was anything he
could do.
That Is about the way 1t should CO."
said the editor at last
That may be the way it should co."
retorted the Observer, but 1t Is not the
way t does 60"
It's better than your version, any
how, said the editor. hotly. And 1t
does not sound like the lament of half
grown calf. You go straighten this thing
out for yourself. Look up some authori-
ties and talk to some people whose
knowledge of music Sc above the range
of the street piano and the calliope. You
need this information"
So the Observer walked out of the Of
George wa taking belated half of his
annual va at on He was sitting on his
front porch in his shirts. eeves. George
was no vision of a musical muse. He
needed a shave.
George sad the Observer the Gus
fomary Introductory remarks having
been gone through. Il am on the trai
of the war songs of nations. 1 want to
find how their national anthems go. All
that sort of thing
Funny" said George. chow that craze
for war songs has hit Washington. Lots
of people come to me to be Strengthened
out"
He added. modestly. 'Of course I'll do
what / can for you. You, however, mist
be patient. ! should say that you are
limited in musical intelligence. Not every
one has my natural gift"
The Observer snorted loudly and In
dignantly-
Didn't you say you had come ne arounr
to find out how these songs go?' George
seemed slightly bewildered.
mot from YOU said the Observer,
from your talking machine. IDIOT.
II haven't got those things on my
phonoeraph: replied George suikily. :
don't need EN-"
The Observer arose from his seat de-
spairingiy. And at that moment Gesrees
wife came to the door. The Observer
outlined the situation to her.
why, won't George sing them?' she
asked Hes been yelling them steadi
for month. If it's variety and volume
of sound you want, you couldn't have
come to a letter person than George"
George Is all right in his way agreed
the Observer, but George is too chro-
matte. If you know what 1 mean. #
George used the Chinese scale he would
he a success. Lacking that, he Is an in
different vocalist
IF Won want to find out how many &C
complishments husband has, Just roas
him to h g wife. Most women wall ue
clare that the husbands can do anything
from whipping Jack Johnson to organ
ting a trust-if some outsider will on
come along and declare that II can DC
George has a really good voice. insis-
.of course" she added, thoughtfully
me might not be appreciated by the on-
musical There are persons you know
to whom music IS an enigma But Georgt
is always willing to show them the lsnt-
would you like to hear George run
through couple of them?
..Anything," said the Observer, eagerly.
.af IL only delays the griddle. which yol
seem to have prepared Tor me.
Come in said George, haughtiiy. ne
stalked toward the piano and wrapped
himself arc and one end of it. Mrs. George
seated herself at a stool, which "aooieo
drunkeniy whenever she moved
Now, the Observer would like TO emu
rhis story hereto tell how George ex-
planned everything The Observer has
considerable faith in George. But tru!n
would not be In the Observer II ne mace
such glaring statement as tha'- 1eoree
sang.
George became hoarse, but he did not
rither. Georges face got red, then pur-
ME but George continued his exnorta-
lion. while the piano clanged meta.ileans
and the Zulu maid peered in afr .ghtedly
The Observer bore II as long as ne could.
But there came time when George ief:
the accompaniment fiat on its back and
started to hunt green fields and pastures
new.
The Observer accepted this as the psy-
chologica. moment. He threw back his
head and from his larynx there came a
roar of sound.
Observation-Disclosures warbled the
Observer.
The result Of his little effort was ut
terly unexpected George looked at him
for moment in a terrified way and
reached hurriedly for the old family vase.
Mrs. George began shifting.
This won't do said George sternly
I'VE cant have you yelling around the
nat like that 1t will Brighten the chill
dren."
Mrs. George was brutal.
II thought you knew better than that, .
she said, tartly.
The Observer dropped his head de-
jectediy. Thus IL is that all efforts to as
stst are misunderstood. The only way t.
be on the safe side is to always dc
everything wrong. This saves time. Phi.
lanthropy is continually kicked by sus