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Show The Lost Chords. The Tillage concert was to be a great affair. They had the singers, they had the program sellers, they had the doorkeepers and they would doubtless have the audience. All they needed was the piano, but that they lacked. Nor could they procure one anywhere. t At last the village organist learned that one was possessed by Farmer Hayseed, who lived "at the top o' the 'ill." Forthwith he set out with two men and a van. "Take it, an' welcome," said Hayseed Hay-seed cordially "I've no objections s'long as ye put 'Pyenner by Hayseed' on the program." They carted it away. "An' I wish 'em joy of it," murmured mur-mured Mrs. Hayseed, as the van disappeared disap-peared from sight. "Wish 'em joy of it," repeated Hayseed. Hay-seed. "What d'ye mean?" "Well, I mean I only 'ope they'll find all the notes they want," replied the good woman. " 'Cos, ye see, when I wauted a bit o' wire I alius went to the old pianner for it." |