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Did you ever sit in the theater listen
ting to the best songs, the most catchv
lyrics of modern light opera, and then
suddenly be filled with a heart-hunger
xor a song with a soul in it a sone in
which tender, . witching melody is not
(married to words of sickening, gro
tesque sentimentality or salacious sug-
gestion? I have until it hurt! And,
curiously, this revulsion has been quick'
est aroused, in my own case, not by the
blatantly nonsensical song, but by the
lyric that had a thread of the real run
ning through the shoddy just enough
trace of the genuine to make the coun
terfeit seem all the more abhorrent. At
such times a mellow loneliness has crept
lover me, and I have longed to hear a
I real song, ringing true and clear and
breathing a spirit instead of a sound
longed for it as for an absent friend,
or as for "the days that are no more."
And out of such moments and moods
has grown the question: How long
6hall we suffer under the scourge of the
vapid, puerile, the suggestive in the songs
of the day? Is the generation which
places the laurel of popularity upon
"Gee, Be Sweet To Me, Kid," and fills
streets and homes with the multiplied
repetitions of "I Simply Cannot Make
My Eyes Behave," beyond the apprecia
tion of honest sentiment? And if a
new G. Clifton Bingham were to arise
and give us a peer to ''Love's Old Sweet
Song," would it fall upon dead ears ? I
put the question, only the other day, to
a publisher of popular music of the
better sort. Here is his reply: "I be
lieve that the leople are hungry for
songs that ring true, songs that go
straight to the heart, songs that have
the glow of ho-est sentiment instead of
opera boufle sentimentality. Human
nature Las not, at bottom, greatly
changed since John Howard Payne gave
us 'Ilcme, Sweet Home,' rr Samuel
Woodwcnh wrote 'The Old Oaken
I? Ticket.' cr Stepi-.en C. Fo?ter set the
worl 1 snginc: 'The Old Folks at Home.'
"The sophisticated ar.d tiic blase may
psve popularity to the song of false mo
tive and the cultured may scorn all
sr?:s srsve t'.:rs. which 1 car the hall-n-.nrk
of ih? class:? hv.t t!:e common
people arc as ready today to give fame
to a new maker of songs which will
rrr.ch the heart of the multitude in the
same old way, as jvas the nation back
it: 1832 to thrill with a new sense of
lrve of country when Samuel Francis
Smith put into' the lips of the people
t!:c ringing measure of 'America.' And
some poet probably a humble one will
answer to the call of the hour, and sound
the first note of a new song era which
will reveal the tawdry spuricusness of
the present-day favorites in all their
cheapness and tinsel. We have the mu
sicians who are equal to the task. The
witchery and charm with which they
clothe the feeble and frivolous offerings
of the lyric writers are proof enough
of their ability. Give them lines that
have the vital spark and they will weave
melodies that will echo from a million
lips. Take the good old songs I have
named and we have none greater they
are as inextinguishable as the fires of
Vulcan. As well try to put out the sun
as to hush those songs in the homes of
the American people! And why? Be
cause they have real sentiment instead
of the counterfeit; because they mean
something that awakens a response in
the soul of every human being who is
not dead to love of home, of kindred
and of country.
"But each generation should add to
our national asset by its own songs, voic
ing its own spirit. And the call for the
contribution from this generation is now
strong. I believe that it will be an
swered and that the next few years will
be richer in new songs which have the
real fire than the period through which
we have just been passing, and in which
' we are still lingering the period of the
comic opera, of the musical farce.
That expression, "Our national asset,"
I caught my ear. Are songs a national
I asset? Give your own answer, but here
is mine : Yes ; an asset unthinkaWy
j precious and valuable beyond the power
' of the multiplication table to express f
Which would be the greater patriotic
: loss to this country to strike from the
! sight of our eyes every United States
! flag in existence and banish for a cen
: tury from the vision of the people the
i physical emblem of our nation, or to
i hush the strains of "America" or "The-Star-Spangled
Banner" in this land for
a hundred years? Thousands of chil
dren look unthinkingly upon the stars
and stripes every day without an added
heart-beat. But is there a boy or girl,
in all the myriad of school rooms of
the land, who hears the strain of our na
tional emblem without a conscious thrill ?
None !
And what is recognized as the quick
est and surest way of awakening the
love of "land of the free and th home
of the brave" in the hearts of the im
Chords and Discords
IVelKfclMHrboo' Scandal.
The Smiths live quietly and comfort
ably. They have no children. Smith's
business is such that he la frequently
out of the city. Occasionally be takes
a long trip. Recently he left, stating
that It would be a month probably be
fore he would return. The Smiths are
a. "chummy" couple. They don't mix
socially to the degree that It would be
expected that people of their circum
stances and youth would. Mrs. Smith
likes the theater. She and her husband
rarely miss a good attraction.
Mrs. Smith, during the absence of
her husband In fact, he had been gone
a day only appeared at the theater
with a handsome young 'man. They
seemed greatly Interested In one an
other. Three rows behind Mrs. Smith
and her escort were Mrs. Jones and
her husband, and in another part of
the house were the Browns. Mrs. Jones
and Mrs. Brown live In the same block.
The Smith home Is a short distance
from them. Mrs. Jones and Mrs. Brown
are Intimates. They "shop" together
migrant children who swarm to our
shores ? Teach them to sing "America 1"
This is the rule and practice in every
school room of this country where chil
dren born to a foreign- tongue are
And what do you think would be the
loss to American family life if "Home,
Sweet Home," "The Old Folks at
Home," "The Old Oaken Bucket" and
the other immortal hymns of the hearth
stone were stricken from our speech?
Would it be small? How many chil
dren have caught the homt ideal as these
songs have wanned their hearts to a
new and glowing understanding caught
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it. never to be wholly lost again ? Think
of an Americao home the walls of
which have never echoed one of these
tender songs to wake memories and
hopes of the best and dearest that any
life may hold the mind shrinks from
so forbidding, so destitute a picture!
There is one curious feature in con
nection with these famous old home
songs which should not be passed with
out comment. The homes about which
the authors of our greatest hearthstone
hymns were thinking when they wrote
their immortal songs were of a sort to
fill and satisfy the eye as completely as
the songs themselves fill and overflow
the heart. To look upon the quaint lit
and move In the same social set. Bach
had had as her guests the Smiths.
The Browns and the Joneses rode home
together In the car after the perform
ance. The car was crowded and It was
Impossible for Mrs. Jones and Mrs.
Brown to get confidential. All they did
was to exchange knowing glances.
However, the following morning, be
fore their husbands had cleared the
front porches on their way to their
businesses, they were on the telephone.
Mrs. Brown would be right over. She
had children and it was Impossible for
her to have a quiet talk without their
"My husband tells me tbat Mrs.
Smith's new crush is a. relative Just
like the men, you know," said Mrs.
Brown after the two had become com
fortably seated in the library upstairs,
with the door closed. "Of course, I
made him believe that his story was
correct, but I know differently. Hare
you ever noticed that she does not get
friendly with any of the neighboring
women? I have done my best to make
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tie cottage, at East Hampton, Long Is
land, in which John Howard Payne spent
his boyhood days or even to see an
adequate picture of it is to gain a
clearer and more intimate understanding
of why, m the garish scenes of Parisian
life, his heart hungered for the roof of
his childhood, and he wrote : "A charm
from the skies seems to hallow us there,
"Which seek through the world, is ne'er
met with elsewhere.
Home ! Home 1 Sweet, sweet home.
"No more from that cottage again will
I roam,
"Be it ever so humble, there's no place
like home !"
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Ifs long back roof, slanting so nearly
to the ground that a boy could reach the
eaves with upstretched hands, the single
huge chimney, the overshadowing elms,
the low, latticed fence all these are so
"humble," yet so appealing, that tender
associations would as inevitably duster
about this home as vines would grow
upon its time-silvered walls !
And the old Foster homestead at Law
renceville, Pa., as naturally inspired en
during memories. No wonder that the
exile from this place was able to give
the world his classic of homesickness
"Old Folks at Home," and also "My
Old Kentucky Home," "Old Black Joe"
and many religious hymns of rare in-
her feel free with me, but she always
struck me as chilly as though she had
something she wanted to cover up. My
husband sort of admires her. He says
she is a little . woman who attends
strictly to her own knitting and ex
pects others to do likewise. Of course,
one of those 'still waters run deep
style. Don't understand me as wishing
to reflect In the slightest on her char
acter. I hope she is a good woman.
But, to say the least, she is brazenly
indiscreet. .;
"I wouldn't for the world have you
say anything to anyone what I tell
you," interposed Mrs. Jones, who final
ly got an opening. '1 heard a long
while back that Mrs. Smith had a
flame. One can't believe all one hears,
but this latest stunt satisfies me that
all is not right In the Smith household.
Smith is such a good provider. And he
is so considerate of her. Look at the
clothes he buys for her, and she does
not have to turn her hand in the
house. It would be better for her and
for the future happiness of their home
if he would make her do the house
work. That's what she needs. She's
got men on the brain." Yes, I've heard
the relative story, but I refuse to be
spiration. The house which was "Home"
to the author of "America" when he
wrote that splendid piece of patriotism
is another example of the kind of ar
chitecture that compels associations and
breeds attachments. Look at the old
Smith Home in Newton Center, and
you will know that it must have been
built and inhabited by men and women
of stalwart Americanism, of a strain
that could feel to the full the words :
"I love thy rocks and rills.
"Thy woods and templed hills.
"My heart with rapture thrills
"Like that above !"
Samuel Francis Smith was only a stu-
rttB OLD
dent at Andover when he wrote the
words of "America," but he touched the
pinnacle of patriotic song writing in that
anthem; he breathed into every line of
it the rugged spirit of the Puritan fath
ers, and the reverence which made the
real atmos;here of early New England.
It is well that this noble anthem of
America was written by a minister of
the gospel, for hardly could another have
so perfectly reflected the feeling of the
country's founders.
And I doubt not that if one could make
a pilgrimage to the homes and haunts of
all those who have written the songs that;
have sung themselves into the hearts
of the whole people of this land, and
have lived on the lips of one generation
after another, we would find that most,
if not all, of them would "fit into the
picture" along with those houses I have
already described; and, more than this,
lieve it. If he was what she is trying
to make it appear he is, she would
have us over to meet him. Smith is
one of those men who implicitly trust
their wives. But those are the men
who turn bitterly when they make a
discovery such as Smith is bound to
eventually. I feel so sorry for him."
( The young "admirer" was an occa
sional caller during the absence from
the city of Smith. Smith returned.
The "admirer" continued to call. He
was a son of Mrs. Smith's sister, whose
home is In the west. Mrs. Smith or
Health Demands
that the bowels be kept regu
lar; Neglect means sickness.
Sluggish bowels are quickly
regulated by
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that these famous old homes, with their
rich and historic associations, are finely
in harmony with the spirit of the songs
that have made them of venerable in
terest to the nation.
If pictorial art has influence and power
in the tormation of character, it is a
pity that every school room in America
yes, and every home, too cannot be
embellished with worthy pictures of the
homes around which clustered the as
sociations of our great song writers. To
look up the portraits of homes which
have provoked songs like "Home, Sweet
Home," "America," "The Old Oaken
Bucket," and "Old Folks at Home" is
to come closer to the sources of our real,
our distinctive sentiments as a home
loving nation.
Trace up the stream of our national
song, and vou will find your feet tread
ing the paths of romance in the case of
almost every author. There is a world
of delight open to all who will explore
this field of reading, the richness of
which can only be faintly suggested
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here: Payne became a wanderer over
the face of the earth, and heard his
"Heme, Sweet Home" played on barrel
her husband had not seen the nephew
for soveral years. He happened to be
in a neighboring city In connection
with a contract which the company by
which he Is employed was seeking to
secure. He is happily married, and at
the request of, Smith kept the latter's
wife from becoming lonesome during
bis trip.
Urol her Jones' Srrmonrtte.
My Deah Folks: Sermun3 am too
long. Dey doan seem to sink in. I
doan mean to confer dat you am thick
skulled; nor dat It am a 'flection on
me when Bill Wilklns goes to sleep at
de crucial p'int of de discoaso. But
Bill hain't wukkin', and I kain't unda
stand why he should fall asleep every
meetin. Howevah, we will have brief
talks of de haht to haht variety heah
aftah. "In dis connection I desires to bring
up a mattah dat am agitatin' our peo
ple, and dat Is, what am we goin to
do with de Indians?"
"Let .'em alone," suggested Brother
"Dat sounds well, but dis heah mat
tah am serious. De gov-ment am sup
posed to take care of them. They
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organs, and sung and whistled on the
streets while he was hungry, practically
penniless and without friends in a for
eign land. He died in Tunis and almost
since his boyhood, was one of the most
homeless of men. Francis Scott Key
u "far-nanclerl Banner" while
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a prisoner on board Lord Cockburn's
flagship at the moment when the British
vessels were shelling Fort McHenry
from whence Key had come in a row
boat, under a flag of truce. Samuel
Woodworth, the author the "Old
Oaken Bucket," led a life of wandering
and adventure of almost unbelievable
C;tpntiin Fnsrrr who wrote
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best negro melodies, was carried from
a wrtrhd lodsrin? in the Bowerv to a
hospital where he died. It has been said
of him that he heard nis songs upon the
line nf strancers far more freauentlv
than he saw the face of a friend.
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countries who have written songs of the
heart are as rich in romance as the lives
of our own singers. Take "Robin
Adair" as an example. Who will not
enjoy the tender pathos of this exquisite
love song the better for knowing that
Robin was a real man, that the song was
actually written from a heart overflow
ing with loneliness for him by Lady Car
oline Keppel, who had been banished
from her home because she loved the un
titled Robin?
And so we might continue through the
whole fascinating field of life stories
of those who 1 ave written the songs
that have moved millions of human souls
to a higher and truer love of home and
He ypoke with true inspiration who
declared "I care not who writes a na
tion's laws, if I may write its songs."
The words and music of the songs
which I have named, and many others
of their kind, are to be found in almost
every home ; but he who will put into
popular and convenient form worthy pic-
tonal representations of a group of the
historic homes associated with the au
thors of our songs of the heart, will
merit the gratitude of the American peo
ple. spends their money for likkah, an' den
dey go lookin for scalps."
"They wouldn't get much if they
tackled you," persisted Brother Mar
tin. "I've tried since the beginning of
my charge heah to discourage inter
ruptions during my diseoases," contin
ued Brother Jones. "It am true, as
Brother Mahtin says, that I have lost
the greater paht of my haih. But,
brothers an' sisters, you should not
lose sight of de fact that the absence
of hlsuit ado'nment denotes Intellect.
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I doan mean , to give the Impression
that I am so all fired smaht, but I hav
been a great student in my life. My
life has been one of sacrifice, Mah
climb has been gradual. I started in
life as a hawdcarrler. But. to the In- ft
dians. I would favah a collection nextv
Sunday to pay the expense of a co'aa
of action with the guv'ment to try to
place these heah bad men whah they
belong. We must have peace and
safety in this heah lan' of freedom and
Brother Martin inquired to know
who was to take up the collection.
"I will pu's'nally sup'vlse this mat
tah of money," announced Brother
Jones. "And in this connection I de
sire to say that the Ladies' Sewing
circle will meet at my home for work
next Thursday afternoon. Wintab is
coming on a-pace, and we need more
heavy clothes."
"Who needs them?" Brother Martin
The question was Ignored.
Br Sophroola Slammrr.
Stick to the Trolley rirralt.
Dear Miss Slammer: I love a girl.
We go to parties together. Her girl
friend has an admirer who seems to
havo plenty of money. Whn there is
a dance he takes his girl in a carriage
and buys her flowers. We ride on tho
cars and I can't afTord to buy flowers.
My girl has been chided by her girl
friend. The latter says I am a tight
wad, when the fact is I have been sav
ing money to buy a home. What would
you advise? ALBERT W.
Your case is not unusual. Flowers
fade; a home don't. You might look
up some poetry suggesting this senti
ment. Read It to your lady friend.
The soft pedal is a winner nine times
In ten. The other young man, mark
my words, will burn out before the
holidays. Exposure attendant on car
riage riding in cold weather might un
dermine the girl's health. The ears
are heated. These are points that will
hold in an argument if you haven't al
ready surrendered your goat Then
you might take your fair one to the
bank with you when you make your
weekly or monthly deposit. Let her
carry the book. She can't get the mon
ey anyway. This display of confidence
on your part will help much. You
might also take her out and show hmm
the lot you are going to buy.
Br Gertrude Flatrflax.
Sept. 12. Mrs. Morton tells my wife
she has a letter from a friend In the
city where Mrs. Andrews lived before
coming here. The letter tells, confi
dentially, that Mrs. Andrews almost
created trouble because of her repeated
winnings of prizes at the card club that
she belonged to there. One afternoon
another woman accused her of cheat
ing, and they said some unkind things
to each other in the presence of the
entire company. Mrs. Andrews, the
letter says, threatened to pull the oth
er woman's hair. The other woman
threatened to do likewise. And tho
letter says It was fortunate that this
clash did not occur, as Mrs. Andrews
has very little hair of her own. This
was news to Mrs. Morton and my
(To be Continued.)
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