Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Children's stories; Christian life -- Juvenile fiction; Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction
HANDEL BEETHOVEN SMITH proved to be of uncertain temper. At times he
was sullen, or sarcastic, and he was always severe. He would not have
this, and he would have that. He told the leading bass that his voice
sounded like a trombone, without its correctness of pitch. He said
the Emmons girls had harsh, grating voices, and that Carrie Fowler's
singing reminded him of a certain rooster which used to disturb his
morning slumbers. You hardly need to be told the results of all this.
They became apparent to us by degrees. One by one the choir grew
smaller. The leading bass accepted an invitation elsewhere. The Emmons
girls felt their throats needed rest from regular singing. Cissy Burton
decided that she preferred a seat by mamma. Poor Cissy was a nervous
little thing, her mother said, quite unused to Mr. Smith's brusque
ways; dear Mr. Pemberton had always been so considerate of people's
feelings. It is true that Mr. Smith had been rather brusque. He told
her savagely one day that she was always half a tone behind, and
sang with no more expression than a hand-organ! Nor was it the choir
alone, who were the subjects of these home thrusts. Handel Beethoven
Smith carried things with a high hand in every direction. He told Dr.
Powers, who asked to have the chant, "Suffer little children to come
unto me," rendered the Sabbath after the funeral of his little child,
that they had sung it but three Sabbaths before at somebody's request,
and he couldn't afford to establish such a precedent as that; a leader
of a choir couldn't be all the time practising funeral chants because
people's babies would die. That "Suffer little children" was nothing
but trash, anyway; ought never to be sung; he had strained a point to
sing it once, and he didn't mean to get caught in that way again.
I must do Mr. Smith the justice to explain that when he called the
chant in question "trash," he referred to the words, not the music.
Words were the merest nothings to him; indeed, he had been heard to say
that all music ought to be rendered in Italian, that the clumsiness of
the English tongue might be lost sight of. Handel Beethoven Smith had a
very cultivated ear.
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