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Show Don't fergrt to Fwonton your Ufa dally With ,a few bnra of food muilc. Music. B MuMc in the deep, 'oft. Mony-ce.k.re.1 Hffht, H OloomlnK through the i-nrtal H Of the soul' oiiambcr, i Tho fragrance of the heart'l flnwor; fl The esthetic cnlm H The Mlindl "f a helnjr In harmony H With tho unh !-. THE DEPARTMENT. The Tribune, with Mr Charges F Carl-.'on Carl-.'on aa music critic, will devote two col umns each suininv edition to music, both focal niul National. Beginning Sunday, January M, n short historical sketch of tho naaatar compoaera, dating from the fifteenth century will appear ap-pear as an Incentive to a deeper ami more worthy acquaintance with the 'Art Pl-vlne." Pl-vlne." Many there are know who wrote the 'EIckv. " but few. alas' who know who wrote the '"ifih Smphot, Why" The history of the masters Is the history nf r ai musli . i A recent proposal wns marie I Mi Conrled of the great Metropolitan of New York City that America must have a National Na-tional opera. jThls proposition has hope back "I" It hope often lends to a 9tcrn realization Tho OrpheUm deserves praise' They have an orchestra without the hum-drum of B piano. a The Salt Lake Symphony orchestra has been postponed this season. Wliv this n ;i trerlng " The conditions musically In Salt Lake me just what the teacher maiu- them. I 1'earhci's ;ir,. educators; e, mi 1 or-, arc the i advance agents of :i communlt) The Henry W Snvnge English Grnml ! Opera company will return to Sail Lako. for a second season February 1. Who could be more welcome than Gertrude Benin Sol) It y hoped Joe Sheehan will i " hoard in ' i' c nnhauaer.' ' Thai this company of artists returns for a second season Is proof of much con- Hdenci in m r Ss tge of Ball i .:ik.' Which 1" worse, a man who has no music mu-sic In his soul or a man who has no soul In his music? A real treat Is In Store for Salt Lake Calve. Madame Calve and Reporters. Nr.t long ago s reporter called on Madame Ma-dame Calve to secure some unusual story or information He had determined to draw from the "bird of song" that kind of news which is out of the every da ' sort, something which would make people, peo-ple, wonder at his ahlllis for getting the unusuHl Having sent up tils card, h lit n in-" and took s seal on the great leather sofa In the hotel lobh Long h waltid Long lie:, l smoked still long- r In waited while he waited longei in lingered while he longer waited a huge man with a hugt, deep voice and foreign manners, suddonlj addressed him. what is it that the madam can do to oblige you, mj ear Sir?" Ah leg yout pardon. ' said the i ' porter in full confidence. I" "I am the manager, and please transact your huslness will, me, rn dear sir." said the huK" manager profoundly "But," said the reporter, becoming Bxt Ited, "l am' 'Yes yes. I know " Bald the huge manager man-ager "It's 'ill right I accept your apology and. and Inn take these tickets and for mother's sake don t tell father Let the madafnc rest quid quiet, you notice, She Is not relating laics today All the mis .re written Come tomorrow any time not tod.M Qood-bye! C i tonight unii i mention It I " and he slid thl lUgh the hotel side entrance nke a shot "Hang that uss! He got the card l s nt. not Madame Calve." hissed the reporter, indignantly in-dignantly i n Bend another rhe man wiio doubts is lost' says Emerson 1 il hastily confronted the hotel clerk with Importance Asked as a special favor to hae his card sent direct to tin- madams "I'm afraid.' the clerk said with doubt "she " 'On, that Is all right ; Just send It up. my boy send It up," the reporter repeated, re-peated, excited. I" "Here, boy th rlcrk said, shnrpl "take this card to Btllte A' I he hoy ond clerk exchnnged queer smiles. 'Follow the boy," the clerk naid. relieved and wait In the reception room As the SlevatOI d ' opened lit the tirst door thej both stepped out and were confronted by a long black sharp-ly sharp-ly waxed mustache, fastened on to what had the resembling existent f something human "Is this card foi the madame?" a voice sutd in softly silken feminine loiics 111" reporter hit his lip "That ! her spy,' i" though, i am her secretary, secre-tary, said the man whom the report' r had BUSpectl d, "let roe have the , aid ' What. the reporter thought another' lie looks easy, though I'll bluff him ' 'You wish to Interview the madame'" the man of foreign parts exclaimed, with a rising Infh , Hon thai tipped the gamut at about high C. "Well, It's no use It's no use' Cannot you hear? She vocalizes tell your paper she Is well. In good' "BUt, mj dee r sir. ' t he repot ter said, smoothly "I " "Yes yes," the COffoe-cnlop-d little man exclaimed. That s all -- t i-non- voo intend well." Here he stopped shortly 1 Here are passes for to-.. to-.. tuCSe! for tonlgnt. Oood-bye. gOOd-bye! ' and he slipped into the elevator ele-vator like a shadow The reporter turned as In listened to the most glorious BUCCOS-SlOn BUCCOS-SlOn Of tones he had eVCT heard "Jot! that's the madame That room ' he exclaimed ex-claimed "Is suite a " He hesitated "I'll do It.' he resolved, and stood In front of the door He gasped for breath. and knocked No answer He gave It n thump His heart responded fierce, y He gasped again The door opened qulckjy and so I did his ayes, as he beheld a magnificent woman with ravci hair and eyes that made him ..Inge Sin- looked lb- looked. badly. Th- Am. rlc u I iclty. he thoughl hi , ,,dd read in hei fa e F inaliy he found speech "Madi me he stammered Yon wish tcrvlo me, then ih. s-.ld In .pin k ace, nt "1 hS - not re-C re-C v. d voin card W ho are von bo are vou7 she said Impatlentlj 1 My ard madame snd b thousand pardons; some s ,k, i . -u,e .. i -mi unpr. u lions I assurt j beg of ar. In cident, som- tinug com rnlng your pasi V ,,. as n child.' h ntli d as fasl ai the Wor.):. would come u h n you began tour study, your progress, y6m sour failures, embarrassment no flOUDC, your rtrst Inclination toward-weii. in ftict h- scratched his head confused. Your ideas about iHi ffrsl essential. toward to-ward Buccess, the first requisite, and M dear sir!" Bhe exclaimed, provokea, I had two Incbbnts In my life. surel The first nlTnlr was when a wild ox chaf id mt through a Bald twelvt miles across and 1 swam two livers before i . could Mini if iv borne Then ome I escaped from somewhere, with my music roll under m. left arm and mj lire In ootn hands Here! Here!" sin t xclalmed as she llnl.-hed writing "Take theso I glv.- them kindly They aro for tonight, . certainly, for tonight, tonight' Good-bye. passes ves. surely, good-bye! The door closed quietly. H was in the hall before be-fore he kmw it He hesitated, bewildered, j -luntud "How did she do It?'" He half spoke aloud. 'Weil. he said, pulling himself together, "she certainly did It Hang If I" "I say." said the elevator bov, as he opened tho door, "f BtSrLssV it' ' Seen her ' i i -p,,, ,,,r d did you see m. " I wish I i.rtF id-portei id-portei the hoy softly hlsserl as th K WW ' porter made his unlet exit from th j" |