The Carbon County news. [volume] (Red Lodge, Mont.) 1924-1931, 1924-12-11
ANNIE LAURIE
BRINGS MEMORIES

Have you ever heard Annie Laurie"
played on a violin, Have you heard it
when it brought back food Of rec
objections that drowned the strife and
care of the present as the rising tide
submerges the pebbles on the shore.
Have you heard it at evening when the
rise and fall of the tremuious melody,
painted picture of that old Lovers
Lane and recalled memories that you
thought had long been forgotten, of
moonlit strolls, of pleasant dreams,
of night and star. Don't try to forget
1t for it was an oasis in the desert Of
life. Have you heard it in distant
lands where it repainted the fairest
scenes that hang in memory's picture
gallery, and when the faces you knew
in yesteryear stood out in relief as
fresh and fair as the flowers of
spring?
1t happened down at Frank Me-
Cleary's office at the Motor Inn the
other night. The writer was passing
Just at a time when radio con-
cert was in progress and dropped
in for surcease of sorrow, mental dele
cation and comfort Of soul.
Just then some fellow down at
Omaha, holding a glass of Missouri
River water in his hand was making a
speech at a typographical Union ban
quet and in one minute the writer be-
came proud that he was journalist
engaged in the elevating and enobling
occupation of moulding pubic opinion,
for he learned what truly wonderful
set editors and compositors and hAo-
typists and reporters and Office devils
are. Why every one of them is dest-
ined at sometime or other to become
president or alderman or member of
the State Legislature and all of them
are sure to go to Heaven.
Time was finally called on that or
ator and almost without looking Mr..
McCleary adjusted some sort of du-
fxin and tuned in PDQ of jefferson
City. In sonorous tones the announcer
stated that we were about to hear
musical concert by the prison or
chestra, the finest band of musicians
in the proud state of Missouri.
Then came--Ah listeni waited thru
the air came the sweet strains of
Annie Laurie, played on a violin.
Static didn't seem to effect the tune or
the player. How soothing and sus-
tanning that melody was. It fell upon
the ear like the murmur Of low
fountain and made US doubly patron
of music aid art, especially if it is
demonstrated on fiddle.
And then when he came down to
that part And for bonnie, Annie
Laurie, I'd la-ay me down and dee.
lsSufern cats. Amt that sad and
melancholy thing? Our face grew so
long that it felt like our chin had
melted and run down ter our vest.
we have always believed in speerets
bit. chat fiddler rarfiad theNmatter too
far and we swooned but with every
temporary return to conciousness was
10 be heard, "Her brow was like the
snowflake. her throat was like the
swan and her face it was the fairest
that e'er the su-hn shown on" and we
were lulled to sleep again and lived
over the halcyon, Joyous days of youth,
back in that gifted land where butter
d;milk is pure, where ieefn bread is
thick, wherelevery. neighbor is friend
and where sunshine and salvation are
free. $3.50. 7 80 y II gifsfi@ iv vflt'
t But the music still came in, "xike
dew on the gowan lyein' is the faw of
hsy fairy feet" OH Say, doesn't that
bring hack to you the memory Of that
siyl who used 10 sit just across the
Easi1s from you at school Her ha,e
seemed to you creation Of sunshine
and flaxen gold and her eyes were just
like two blue spots stolen from June
sky, and her feet. --.--------------
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cert right there. OF course that or
chestra down In Jefferson City felt SCI
cure. They were secure for they had
ia good strong wall around them But
TO return to the question, Have you
ever heard Annie Laurie played on a
violin. sgmei II 79amsI