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Show NOT WORKING FOR ART'S SAKE Violinist Certainly Had No Mistaken Idea as to His Ear for the Melody. The Blue Forest orchestra had just finished an ear-piercing melody on the front lawn of "Berry Inn." One of the guests approached the violinist and somberly inquired: "Do you play by note?" "Niver a note do I play, sir," replied Mr. Hennessey, mopping his fevered brow with a handkerchief of sanguinary sangui-nary hue. "Ah, by ear, then?" said the summer boarder, with a smile of gracious interest. in-terest. "Niver an ear helps me," responded the other, returning his handkerchief to his capacious pocket. "Indeed! May I ask how you what you do play by, then?" persisted the inquirer. "By main strin'th, be gorry!!" said Mr. Hennessey, with a weary air, as he plunged his ancient instrument into its green bag; "An' it's mighty dry wurrk an' that's no mistake." |