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THAT the evil of paying singers is decidedly
on the decrease.
THAT the pocket money of certain actresses'
husbands has decreased accordingly.
THAT F. A. Mills has some excellent new num-
bers.
THAT the modesty of Sophie Brandt in refus-
ing to allow her photograph to grace the title
page of one of the numerous versions of "A
Waltz Dream" is most unprofessional.
THAT M. Witmark & Sons have a dozen songs
or more, all of which seem to have a clear course
in the race for popularity.
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"flat" were it not for the conscientious efforts
of the printer in getting the proper colors and
shade values. In conclusion, I wish to say that
besides conscientious printers, there also exists
more than one title page artist. Yours very
truly,
WILLIAM TELLER.
REMICK & CO.'S NEW BUILDING.
Take Possession of Their New Home at 131
West 41st Street—Magnificent Structure of
Six Stories and Basement—Devoted Entirely
to the Interests of This Institution.
Belcher, his eastern manager, as well as slide
and orchestra departments, which long since
outgrew their old 28th street quarters.
The professional department is, of course, a
model of comfort and luxury, as befits the ladies
and gentlemen of the dramatic profession, who
have long since regarded the music publishing
industry as one run in their own special inter-
ests. This department takes up the entire third
floor, which has been divided into eleven rooms,
one of which will be devoted to the use of the
popular Mose Gumble. The walls, however, have
not been padded, and therefore professionals who
have voices like the horns used on election night
will be able to make themselves as objectionable
to their neighbors as they please, without any
serious interference.
On the fourth floor a large rehearsal room is
provided for the preparation of vaudeville acts.
Here also is the arranging department, where
orchestra parts in unheard-of keys will be turned
out for heard and unheard of singers. There is
also a lantern and screen adjacent whereon illus-
trated song slides will be tested.
The fifth floor will no doubt be designated
"The Remick Club," for here the social end of
the Remick institution will be upheld. It is here
that the Remick barber will shave the Remick
employes while they wait, and here both Messrs.
Williams and Van Alstyne may be induced to
indulge in an occasional hair cut. Mose Gumble,
however, will content himself with a hasty
shampoo, and it is not unlikely that the sweet
voiced little lady who attends to the telephone
will take the opportunity of frequently having
a marcel wave put in her raven hair. On this
floor is a smoking and lounging room for em-
ployes, but it may be said with truth that there
is precious little time for lounging during the
Remick business day. A lunch room and exten-
sive wardrobe are also at hand, but no sleeping
accommodations have yet been provided.
The sixth floor will have a melancholy inter-
est, inasmuch as it will be used as a sort o£
graveyard for "hits" which never materialized
outside of the music trade papers. Stock of all
kinds not in immediate use will also be rele-
gated to this department. There will be no roof
garden, as it was feared that owing to the close
proximity of the building occupied by Jos. W.
Stern & Co., the rival employes might be tempted
to tear the zinc off the roof when stones were
not handy.
But seriously, the new Remick building is well
worth a visit, being equal to any publishing
house in this country, or in the world, for that
matter.
On Tuesday last the New York house of
Jerome H. Remick & Co. moved from their old
quarters at 45 West 28th street to their future
Has Written an Irish Song Which Is Meri-
home, 131 West 41st street, a building consist-
torious Both from Musical and Literary
ing of six stories and basement, which in the
Viewpoints.
future will be devoted in its entirety to the
ever-expanding business of this widely-known
There is something of the indomitable spirit of concern.
1848 in the lines of Tom Ford's song, "Erin's
As the last wagon containing the priceless
Friends Forever," which was sung for the first musical gems of Benjamin Hapgood Burt swung
time at the banquet of the Friends of Erin, t o , into Broadway, 28th street gave vent to its pent-
which society it is dedicated. Let it not be sup- up feelings and metaphorically wept over the
posed that the year 1848 is quoted as an indi- passing of so important a neighbor. Will Von
vidual year in the centuries which have demon- Tilzer watched the departing caravan—which he
strated the unquenchable fire of Ireland's patriot- is so soon to follow—with grief depicted on his
ism. Far from it. But 1848 holds sacred, aye, care-worn countenance, while Fred Helf played
and bitter, memories for Irishmen who remember " 'Neath the Old Acorn Tree, Sweet Estelle,"
that such
patriots as Edward and William with a soubrette obligato and with more than
Smith O'Brien (the former but a few months usual abandon. From farther down the street
since laid in his last resting place) are no more. the strains of "I Don't Care if You Never Come
Gladly do we print Mr. Ford's excellent words Back" were distinctly neard, but this was not re-
in full, at the same time suggesting that the garded seriously by the contingent who have the
song be procured by any dealer who numbers an interests of 28th street at heart.
Irishman among his customers, from Mr. Ford,
In honor of the event, Macy's Department
whose address is 171 Third avenue, New York: Store was decorated with American flags, from
which hung large streamers bearing the inscrip-
Here's to the grand old Erin's land,
Its warriors, seers and sages,
tion, "No matter how cheap other department
Whose deeds galore, in peace and war,
stores may be, we are cheaper—in every way."
Are writ on history's pages !
As the procession passed the Macy main en-
Here's to the tie that ne'er will die,
trance the employes of the music department
To bonds that naught can sever,
Whate'er Iwtide, howe'er decried.
cheered lustily, and with an added sense of
We're Rrin's friends forever !
security, now that the firm of Remick is several
Here's to the men of sword and pen
blocks farther away from the Siegel-Cooper es-
Who fought for Ireland's glory,
tablishment. At 37th street and Broadway the
Who, side by side, have bled and died
cortege bared their heads to the strains of "She
On fields of battle gory !
Couldn't Keep Away from the Ten Cent Store,"
Those valiant sons who grasped their guns
To loosen fetters galling,
which were distinctly audible, and then pro-
Braved flame and flood, shed good, red blood,
ceeded with due dignity toward 38th street, where
When Freedom's voice was calling!
Jos. W. Stern & Co. had the windows of their
The shamrock, dear, we all revere,
professional department wide open, while their
And the flag of emerald hue ;
entire force played as one man their own ver-
That never shirked when danger lurked
sions of "The Road to Yesterday" and "Sahara."
Near the old Red, White and Hlue!
Lord God on high, heed Ireland's cry !
Maurice Shapiro, with Wm. Jerome on one arm
May heav'n desert her never !
and Jean Schwartz on the other, waved a digni-
Soon may we see that dear land free.
fied welcome from his office window at the cor-
BUSINESS GOOD IN MEXICO CITY.
We're Krin's friends forever !
ner of 39th street, while one of his subordinates Waltz Dream Music Selling Well—Edward
CHORUS.
played with gentle pathos, "Oh, Listen to the
Diets' Clever Window Display—Lent Hurts
Drink, drink, comrades, drink,
Knocking Bird."
Sales.
To bonds that naught can sever;
Amid such expressions of good will the new
Tho' parted we by land or sea.
We're Erin's friends forever !
Remick home was reached, when a hasty survey
(Special to The Review.)
of the building convinced our "Man on the
Mexico City, March 16, 1908.
TELLER SONS & DORNER ON TITLES.
Street" that a new model music publishing es-
Herr B. Anton Brocher, in charge of the for
tablishment had sprung up in New York, no ex- eign department in the publishing house of Wag-
New York, March 19, 1908.
pense having apparently been spared to make ner y Levien, is much elated at the sales of "A
Editor Music Publishers Department, The Music
it so.
Waltz Dream" music. He is also much impressed
Trade Review, New York:
The commodious basement will be used prin- with the magnificent Sterns editipn of "Half
Dear Sir—I was very much interested in your
cipally as a stock room for both music and Hours with Famous Composers," and ordered
article entitled- "The Evolution of the Title Page,"
plates, while the first floor will be devoted to some of these in special bindings.
especially where the writer questions the exist-
the business department. The second floor con- Edw. Diets, manager of sheet music department
ence of a conscientious printer. I believe the
tains the private offices of Mr. Remick and Mr. of the American Piano Co. here, recently made a
publishers, artists and the public in general will
window display of popular sheet music which
agree with me that there are some conscientious
THE TEACHER'S FAVORITE
drew the entire American colony to their attrac-
printers, as the excellent display of music titles
tive store in front of the new National Opera
in the music and department stores will prove.
GRADED
House.
Of course it cannot be expected from the printer
The trade in Mexico is not rushing, owing to
to make a sausage look like a feminine beauty,
the
fact that Lenten devotions are, as usual, b«.-
EDITION
nor should he be held responsible for the mis-
ing strictly observed.
Bee U 3 PAT Orr.
B«o. U. S. PAT. Orr.
conceptions that are evident in some color
LEO FEIST, Feist Building, 134 W. 37th St.. N. Y.
schemes; and quite often a title page would fall
THOS. FORD'S CLEVER EFFORT.
THE HIGHER CRITICISM.
You Can't Guess What § THEO. BEND1X
He Wrote on My Slate'
1431 BROADWAY
MUSIC PUBLISHER
THE COMEDY CHILD SONG OF THE YEAR
A. HIT, Emphatic and Pronounced
NEW YORK
Critic.—Now that your play is to be actually
produced, you can surely give me some idea as to
the plot and general action.
Playwright.—It's still too indefinite. You see,
the call boy and the man at the stage door
haven't told me yet what they want done to it.
And mark you, this is not from London Punch.