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Their enthusiasm had ample opportunity to expand, their mutual bond to strengthen, in the close confines of life on board ship, and as if to seal it and sanctify it permanently, a conversion took place in the second saloon, owning Laura's agency. It was the maid of the lady in the cavalry regiment, a hardened heart, as two stewards and a bandmaster on board could testify.
In woeful embarrassment Doctor Gilman smiled and bowed and smiled, and then, as the delighted mayor of Stillwater shouted, "Speech," in sudden panic he reached out his hand quickly and covertly, and found the hand of his wife. "Now, then, three Long ones!" yelled the cheer leader. "Now, then, 'See the Conquering Hero!" yelled the bandmaster. "Attention!
When word came that dinner was ready at the curato, the band accompanied us to our stopping-place. The bandmaster announced his intention of personally serving us at the table. At the same time orders were given that the musicians, standing without, should continue to play pieces throughout the repast.
No, these two the bandmaster, the fellow who's taking these women about and our Schomberg. Signor Zangiacomo ran amuck in the morning, and went for our worthy friend. I tell you, they were rolling on the floor together on this very veranda, after chasing each other all over the house, doors slamming, women screaming, seventeen of them, in the dining-room; Chinamen up the trees. Hey, John?
I shall have inquiries made about this Richard or Dick Smithson, and, if the results are favourable, he had better stay. See that he is looked after for the night!" The colonel sauntered off; followed by the doctor, and Dick stood gazing after him, wondering whether they would find out who he was and whence he came, when the bandmaster said in an ill-used tone of voice
One day a bandsman, who was excellent as a clarionet- and violin-player, took his discharge-papers on expiration of term of service, and the bandmaster appeared at the adjutant's office with Sergeant Wolf to announce that the sergeant was even a better musician than the discharged man, and was desirous of giving up his "lance" rank and entering the band.
"Thought you were alluding to my name, sir," said Dick, apologetically. "Indeed, sir?" said the bandmaster, sarcastically. "Not such an attractive name that I would care to allude to it." "Oh, you meant about the music of Faust, sir?" said Dick, pronouncing the name of the opera as a German would something like Fowst.
Well, he had come down here to get advice; and he had not gone far wrong either. "Is that all?" said the inn-keeper, "we'll soon put that right. We've only to send a message to the Bandmaster." "Who's that?" asked Lars Peter. "Oh, he has the cleverest head in the world; there's not a piece of music but he can manage it. Curious fellow never met one like him.
A Wolf in Sheep's Clothing. Alfred Grandison was born in the ancient city of Bristol in the year 1831. His father had been bandmaster in a British Cavalry regiment, but had retired some years previous to the birth of little Alfred, and made a comfortable livelihood by teaching the children of the wealthy residents of Clifton, the fashionable suburb of Bristol.
While I'm bandmaster, I'll be treated with proper respect; and, mark this, our band shall be efficient, and the members shall practise till they are!" He tapped the music-stand sharply, raised his baton, and then went on talking. "Here, you!" he cried. "Smithson, didn't you say?" "Yes, sir." "What did you say?" "Smithson, sir."
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