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Show H i I I ; Saunterings H According to all accounts the gallant officers M ' of the Fifteenth infantry are by no means idling Hi'ii their time in San Antonio, and many of their ex- H plolts have reached home in newspaper clippings H or private correspondence. In one letter is re- H I ' counted a thrilling incident which happened to H h one of the most popular officers who was formcr- H ! ly at the Fort, who in a test of strength while Hj b showing his brother officers how easy it was to H jj carry a lady downstairs a la Sapho, fell the en- H I tire length- of the staircase, but miraculously es- M J caped injury, as did the lady who rolled down H I with him. H ' M This is the best kind of practice preceding ac-H ac-H tual warfare. It only goes to show what splenic splen-ic did physical condition the men of the army are in. H v l It has come to bo quite a habit of D. C. Jack- H ling's to carry a party of friends in his car "Cy- H ; press" to Los Angeles during his monthly visits H to Arizona, picking them up again on the return H trip. In the party that left early in the week H were Governor and Mrs. Spry, Mr. and Mrs. Jo- m ! soph B. Caine, Mrs. Frank Judge and Mrs. Louis B McCornick. They will remain in Los Angeles a m fortnight or longer, returning here during the H present month. B M At the close of the second week of the Sym- H' phony Orchestra campaign the fund amounts to' H about ?3 "00, a most satisfactory result when it B is known . jat a great part of this has been given j in small amounts by teachers and people of small Bj means who should not be asked to give at all. Bj The directors of the orchestra are pleased with K the outlook and are confident of the final suc- Bj cess of the campaign. The subscription blanks H have but just been sent out and while responses Bj are coming in slowly Manager Spencer believes Hi that the public realizes that if all help a little BL I the orchestra can be saved. Bj ( Among the responses received by Mr. Pyper B f are many which furnish interesting subjects for B ji consideration. A record is kept of every blank B J sent out This will be interesting news to those B who returned the blanks without money, but with m fictitious names and sentiments inscribed. Ono B blank in particular sent in by a man well known, B but ignorant of the fact of his identity being B known, but who naturally is too ashamed of him- B self to sign the blank, used the name of Smith Bj I and gave vent to his public-spirited enthusiasm in Bj , the following: "A thing that is not self-support- B ing is not worth having. If this orchestra ean- B not live without begging, let it die its natural B death or turn itself into something that is want- B ed'" Tno orchestra will doubtless be pleased to H i . , entertain a list of things "Mr. Smith" would like to have it turned into. iThe kidding editor of Town Talk does not even, spare the prophet in his own country, and as Joe Redding, the author of the libretto of "Na-toma," "Na-toma," is pretty well known by a number of people peo-ple here, we reproduce the comment which recently re-cently appeared in that paper: Always eager to acclaim the appearance of a new poetical star in our section of the heavens, I rise to lead three times three and a tiger for Joe Redding of the Bohemian Club and all our luminaries from George Sterling to James Henry MacLafferty pales before the blinding effulgence of Joe. This white irradiance of Joe's is shed all over the libretto of "Natoma," which lies corrus-eating corrus-eating with versicular gems before me. Let me dip a reverend hand into the treasure box and extract ex-tract a jewel. This one sparkles in the first lyric of the first scene of the first act: When as a youth I led my bride O'er mountain-chain and oceantide, We dreamed a while to here remain, Afar from our beloved Spain. Compared to which the immortal When I was a lad I served my term As office boy in an attorney's firm pales its ineffectual fires. Seldom do "potes" achieve the split infinitive; never have they achieved it so gloriously as our Joe. 'Tis the "pote's" license boldly lifted to licentiousness. Injuns must talk in trochaic tetrameters. That was decided once and forever when Longfellow Long-fellow wrote "Hiawatha." So tbis is the way Natoma talks: And he prayed unto the Spirit, To the Spirit of the mountain, And lo, his prayer was answered. . At his feet in untold numbers, , Tossed up by the mighty ocean, Found he there the abalone, Rich with meat the abalone. "And lo, his prayer was answered" defies scansion, scan-sion, but the Injuns from Uncas to Geronlmo were a defiant breed. What is metre to an abalone aba-lone fisher? Yet it must be said that Joe has not exhausted the possibilities of the Longfellow sing-song. Why could he not have done something some-thing like this, for Mary Garden to chant? He killed the noble Mudjokivis, With the skin he made him mittens, Made them with the fur side inside, Made them with the skin side outside; He, to get the warm skin inside, Put the inside skinside outside; lie, to get the cold side outside, Put the warm side fur side inside; That's why he put the fur side inside, $V Why he put the skin side outside, Why he turned them inside outside. But Joe is more wondrous still in his vaquoro verses. List to this fearsome strain: Who dares the broncho wild defy? Who look the mustang in the eye? Reminiscent, is it not? Where have we heard that lilt before? Ah, I remember. Who took me from my warm, warm cot And But the rest had better be silence. There is & no stopping Joe in this vaquero vaunting. He rushes on. See where the bull upon his knees Snorts when his necJr "- 'ghter sqeeze. 'Tis the perfect picture a yegg garroting a policeman. Versatile is Joe. Hear his tars singing: sing-ing: ' . We round the Horn and laugh to scorn Old Scylla and Carib We stick our nose wherever it blows And never stow a jib. Joe is as hardy as his tars. He never muffs a rhyme. When a word doesn't fit in his Procrustean Procrus-tean bed of verse he chops it. He adds abbreviation abbre-viation to the beauties of lyric verse. Blow, Boreas, blow! Old Neptune, shake your locks! We'll trim our maid in her daintiest braid And flaunt her prettiest frocks! When Joe comes home they should make him an honorary member of the Indoor Yacht Club. Mr. and Mrs. Wm. H. Curtin of St. Louis, who have not been here for two or three years, are in the city at the Semloh and will remain another an-other week. Mr. and Mrs. Frank Knox entertained at a theatre party followed by a supper on Monday evening, and they have been entertained informally infor-mally at a number of other affairs. Mrs. Curtain, who was Miss Louise Smedley, has a very large number of friends here who have welcomed her back to her old home where she was ""formerly one of Salt Lake's most popular society girls. |