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MUSIC TRADE
REVIEW
$260,000,000, as against $233,000,000 in 1908 and $129,000,000 in
1899. In other words our commerce with the South American
countries has more than doubled in ten years.
This certainly is a fine showing. It means that our commercial
relations with South America, which are the surest possible basis
of satisfactory political relations, are constantly improving, and that,
as they continue to grow in intimacy, the common interests of the
American republics, great and small, will be strengthened and
advanced.
Yet, imposing as it is, the condition of our trade exchanges
with South America is, in one respect, distinctly unsatisfactory.
Of the whole volume of $260,000,000 during 1909 $175,000,000
was in the form of imports, our exports to South American coun-
tries amounting to only $85,000,000. That is to say, we bought
more than two dollars' worth of commodities from them for every
dollar's worth they bought from us. Their imports from Europe
are increasing more rapidly than those from the United States, and
this fact is due not to any superiority of trans-Atlantic products,
but largely, if not wholly, to the keener enterprise and more push-
ing methods of our European competitors.
It will be observed that our trade with the South American
countries is deplorably lacking in balance. We are not buying too
much from them, but certainly we are selling too little to them. We
do not cultivate their markets nor consult the taste and demand of
their people as other manufacturing nations are doing. We lack
the facilities of banking and shipping which the Europeans possess,
and through which they are outstripping us in the South American
trade. Our big imports from those countries are gratifying in
their way, but in the development of our export trade we are in
much the same absurd position as a farmer would be who should
attempt to do all his business through a bank in a foreign country
and hire the neighbors to do all his hauling.
S
MALL wonder indeed that piano men from all sections of the
country cast longing eyes upon New York City as a vantage
ground for trade, and after reading the wonderful tabulation of
the city's immense wealth as revealed by the last report of the Tax
Department men in all lines will figure that New York has trade
opportunities which are unrivaled.
The total assessment of personal property and real estate in
New York City for 1910 was $7,875,000,000. That's going some!
The city is wealthier even than some nations. The wealth of
the Netherlands and Portugal combined is $7,500,000,000.
The estimated value of the total wealth of Spain is $5,400,-
IN LIGHTER VEIN
APPROPRIATE.—"I'm going to a fancy dress ball this evening and I
want an appropriate costume," he said to the costumer.
"What is your business?"
"Oh, I'm a milkman."
"Ah! Then you'd better put on a pair of pumps."
READY EXPLANATION.—"What is the reason you were so late in
discovering the North Pole?"
"Well," answered the explorer, "you see they have such long nights
in the Arctic regions that I overslept."—Washington Star.
REVERSED.—"I suppose you talked a lot of nonsense to your wife
before you were married?"
"Yes," answered Mr. Meekton. "Before we were married she thought
my nonsense sensible. Now, when I try to talk sense she thinks it non-
sense."
HEARD AT A RECEPTION.—He.—So that is the much-envied Mrs
Richie. She hasn't a very graceful carriage.
She—No, but you should see her magnificent automobile.—Boston
Transcript.
SUBURBAN PATIENT.—Doctor, I am so sorry you have come so far
from your regular practice.
Doctor-—Oh, that's all right. I have another patient in the neighbor-
hood, so I can kill two birds with one stone.
Peebles (about to be operated on for appendicitis)—Doctor, before you
begin, I wish you would send and have our minister, the Rev. Mr. Harps,
come over.
Dr. Cutter—Certainly, if you wish it, but—ha!—"
Feeb'es—I'd like to be opened with prayer.—Life.
SPROUTING UP.—"Don't you think, Mary, you are too old to play with
the boys?"
"No, mamma; the older I get the better I like them."—Judge.
A strange Esquimau tribe has been discovered in northern Siberia."
This tribe, the Yukoghirs, differs from other Esquimau tribes in aspect,
language and customs. The women live as slaves, and are yoked to the
sledges with the dogs and draw their lords and masters. The old people,
when they become useless, are not allowed to live.
A native of Ireland started away on his first trip. Never having been
in a railroad station he did not know how to get his ticket, but he saw a
lady going in and determined to follow her lead. The lady went to the
ticket-box, and, putting down her money, said: "Maryhill, single." Next
in line was Pat, who promptly planked down his money and said:
"Patrick Murphy, married."
000,000.
New York City's wealth is more than the estimated wealth of
twenty American States. It is equal to the combined wealth of
Pennsylvania and Texas.
It shows an increase of $267,000,000 in the assessed valuation
of realty over a year ago.
Now, when we consider what the wealth and population of
New York figures it will at once be seen that there are trade op-
portunities here which are not approached by any other munic-
ipality on earth.
The Review has held for many years that the absorptive powers
of New York City and environs annually, for pianos was something
enormous and that the territory had never been worked—the surface
only scratched as it were.
Now, with good times back again there is every belief that the
output of pianos in New York and vicinity for 1910 will far exceed
that of any previous year in our history.
We have better selling organizations here than ever before and
there is a spirit of rivalry which will mean extended increase in
trade.
Then, too, we are getting an infusion of Western blood which
is stirring up things a bit.
There is no doubt but that there will be a lot more piano estab-
lishments in our midst, and, if reports are true, the West will play
no small part in the further development of the music trade in little
old New York.
Well, we have a lot of people here and some money and the
more there arc contesting for trade supremacy the livelier the battle
for business.
I Wit one thing is certain—there is no such thing as working
the trade to the full limit here.
There was once a knowing raccoon who didn't believe in the moon.
"Every month—don't you see?—there's a new one," said he. "No real
moon could wear out so soon!"
Dot was playing with her dolls. "Now you lay here," she said to one,
and to another, "you lay there." "Why, Dot," said her mother, "that is
incorrect. You should say lie." "That's where you are wrong, mamma,"
replied the child; "I'm playing they are chickens."
STINGER AND THE STUNG.—Scott—Half the people in the world
don't know what the other half are doing.
Mott—No. That is because the other half are doing them.—Boston
Transcript.
The morning class had been duly instructed and enlightened upon the
subject of our national independence. Feeling sure she had made a real
and lasting impression with her explanations and blackboard illustrations
the young teacher began with the usual round of questions: "Now,
Sammy Smith, where was .the Declaration of Independence signed?"
Sammy, with a shout of glee: "At de bottom, ma'am—that's what you
said!"
Ellen was being discharged by Mrs. Clark. The latter wished to be
exceedingly fair with the girl, so said to her: "Now, Ellen, how much do
I owe you? Don't miss anything." "Well, mum, if it's only money you're
talkin' about, you owes me thray dollars; but if you're wantin' me to
charge for listenin' to all yure thrubles ivery mornin', whin I'd been betther
at worruk, you can call it a hundred!"
It was at 1,30 a. m. in the cheap, all-night restaurant. "What's yours?"
the "tough" waiter, arms akimbo. We gave our orders and in about
ten minutes the waiter served my friends, but. left me nothing. "What's
yours?" he asked, addressing me. "Why," said I, surprised and reproach-
ful, "I ordered corned beef and cabbagejnt least ten minutes ago." The
waiter's jaw became a trifte more aggressive than usual. "Well," he said,
grimly, "do you still stick to it?"—Bohemian Magazine,