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VOL. XVIII. No. 22.
published Every Saturday.
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flew Yorl^, December 23, 1893.
as they did so a deep bass voice sounded from
the ceiling, and accompanied the voices in
splendid harmony and melody. The male voice
was louder than all the others and was heard in
the next house. There could have been no
trick of ventriloquism, for Mrs. Drake sung a
solo and the bass voice accompanied her clear
through the song.
*
At the concert given by the pupils of Mme.
Ogden Crane at Chickering Hall, Dec. 16th,
Mr. George Washbourne Morgan made a most
agreeable impression as a baritone soloist. His
singing of the solo in '' List the Cherubic Host,''
Gaul, and the "Bedouin Love Song," Pinsuti,
won him enthusiastic encores. He has a splen-
did voice which, is under good control, and un-
doubtedly has a future of promise before him.
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A special musical service was given Friday
night of last week at St. Michaels' P. E. Church,
99th street and Amsterdam avenue, of which
Walter O. Wilkinson is organist and choir-mas-
ter. A program of unusual excellence made up
from the works of Mendelssohn, Martin, Barnby,
Batiste, Elvey, Wagner, Haydn, Rossini,
Parker and Wilkinson, was interpreted in a
masterly manner. Of especial remark was the
magnificent rendering of Sir Geo. Elvey's an-
thems, " In That Day, " and " Wherewithall a
Young Man." The solos and choruses were
rendered with such attention to detail that in
every respect a most satisfactory performance
ensued. Mr. Wilkinson's anthem, " I Have
Surely Built Theea House, " also calls for special
commendation. The solos are full of spiritual-
ity and tone color, and were excellently ren-
dered. It is well scored and the chorus effects
were delightful. The other numbers on the pro-
gram, particularly " In Splendor Bright " and
"The Heavens Are Telling," from the " Crea-
tion," were eminently satisfying. An offertory
in C minor by Batiste was played by Mr. Wil-
kinson, with splendid effect. He displayed a
musicianly conception of this pleasing solo piece,
and it was one of the features of the evening.
It would be amiss to omit Mr. Gerard's excel-
lent work in the closing voluntary by Tours.
The well-trained boys' choir was assisted by
such well-known singers as Mr. Wm. Mahoney,
Mr. J. Hennings, Mr. Wm. Maxwell and Mr. P.
Street, altos; Messrs. E. R. Jones, C. Watt, W.
Heydt, tenors , and Messrs. W. L. Salmon and
J. Silvers, bassos ; who helped in a considerable
degree the success of a very enjoyable evening.
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*
A St. Louis exchange is responsible for this
story:- Mrs. Maud Lord Drake, of Los Angelos,
Cal., gave a private seance at a well-known re-
sidence on Chestnut street. A low light was
burning in the room, and every object between
the ceiling and the floor could be plainly seen.
The ladies were requested to sing in chorus, and
The following curio appeared in one of our
metropolitan dailies as the program ot musical
services in connection with the marriage of the
daughter of Ex-Secretary Elkins, October 14th :
O Salutaris,
-
.
.
.
.
Bassini
Miss Kilke, soprano.
Ave Regina,
.
.
.
.
St. Salus
Charles Kairir, tenor.
Ave Maria,
.
.
.
.
.
Gordigian
Miss Clory, alto.
There will also be selections from Gilmore,
Dubois, Guilmot, and the recessional will be
Mendelssohn's "Wedding March."
An explanation is due the Cathedral Quartet
from the night editor or proof reader.
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*
The following was one of the most striking
incidents of the day on which all that was mor-
tal of the late Mayor of Chicago was laid at rest:
One of the bands that had marched in the
funeral procession when passing the Auditor-
ium Building south on Michigan avenue on its
homeward march in the evening struck up the
tune of "Annie Laurie." The music was cheer-
ful and stirring. A large crowd naturally gath-
ered in front of the hotel to see and hear the
band and view the regiment of soldiers that fol-
lowed in its wake. Those who at first failed to
recognize the familiar air, and even many of
those who did, wondered at the lively strains
from a band which had but a few hours pre-
viously been playing solemn funeral dirges in
the procession from which they were returning.
Gradually the meaning of it all dawned upon
the minds of the people, and the words, "For
my Bonnie Annie Laurie I would lay me down
and dee," doubtless were silently spoken by
those who recalled the last word that fell from
the dying lips of Carter H. Harrison—"Annie."
* * *
An interesting group of Bohemians assembles
Saturday evening nearly always, and frequently
on week days, at Maria's, in Twelfth street near
Sixth avenue, where there is a general flavor of
olive oil and chianti, but little else to support
$3 00 PER YEAR.
SINGLE COPIES, 10 CENTS.
the tradition that Maria is a beautiful Italian
princess in disguise who has emigrated to Amer-
ica to escape the attentions of some real bad
Sicilian nobleman. Valerian Gribayedoff, the
father of newspaper illustrations in the United
States, and still a young and handsome man as
well as a successful artist; Archibald Gunn, one
of the most popular color illustrators and most
graceful delineators of the younger generation ;
William S. Walsh, a man of infinite zest and
lore—he wrote 5,000 words on the number 1,000
not long ago, as dead a subject as one can well
imagine—Folsom and Wilson, the indefatigable
and prosperous newspaper and general artists,
and a number of other writers and sketchers are
to be seen here on occasions.
The Countess Tolstoi is an extremely clever
woman intellectually, and one who is more than
a match for her husband in his arguments. She
is of necessity the financial manager of the fam-
ily ; has taken possession of the estate, which
she administers for the good of her husband and
children. She it was who issued a few years
ago the cheap edition of Count Tolstoi's novels,
on the royalties of which the household has
been supported.
Through the thoughtfulness of Edward Beards-
ley of 74 Carroll street, Brooklyn, once one of
Uncle Sam's Indian fighters, but now a peace-
ful resident of that city, W. W. Stephenson post
No. 69, G. A. R., at its meeting Thursday night
came into possession of an old relic of the re-
bellion. It is a cavalry bugle that sounded
many a charge during the war for the rough
riders of the Twenty-third regiment of cavalry
that was organized from among the sturdy far-
mers of Monroe and the adjoining counties.
Edward Dunn was the bugler that carried it all
through the war, and he had grown so fond of
the service that when Appomattox ended the
struggle he re-enlisted in the Ninth United
States infantry and saw some more hard fight-
ing among the Indians of the West. Mr.
Beardsley enlisted in the same regiment, then
stationed at Fort Russell, Wyo., in 1868, and
soon he and the bugler became tent mates and
fast friends. The latter had never parted com-
pany with his bugle, and when in 1869 he left
the army and settled down on a ranch he gave
it to his friend as a memento. He treasured it
for its associations and brought it with him to
his home in Brooklyn, when his term of enlist-
ment had expired. He has had it ever since,
and last night he presented it in a neat speech
to W. W. Stephenson post. Commander Grant
accepted it with a few well turned remarks, and
after Comrade William M. Jordon, a member of
the post and an old time bugler of Colonel Lang-
don's First artillery at Fort Hamilton, had
sounded a few calls to test the tone and mettle
of the old instrument, a unanimous vote of
thanks was tendered to Mr. Beardsley.