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unfathomable mysteries; of music。  I can no more conceive of the

working conditions of the great composer;



         'Untwisting all the chains that tie

          The hidden soul of harmony;'



than a child of three years can follow the reasonings of Newton's

'Principia。'  I do not even pretend that I can appreciate the work of

a great master as a born and trained musician does。  Still; I do love

a great crash of harmonies; and the oftener I listen to these musical

tempests the higher my soul seems to ride upon them; as the wild fowl

I see through my window soar more freely and fearlessly the fiercer

the storm with which they battle。〃



〃That's all very well;〃 said Number Seven; 〃but I wish we could get

the old…time music back again。  You ought to have heard;no; I won't

mention her; dead; poor girl;dead and singing with the saints in

heaven;but the S_____ girls。  If you could have heard them as I did

when I was a boy; you would have cried; as we all used to。  Do you

cry at those great musical smashes?  How can you cry when you don't

know what it is all about?  We used to think the words meant

something;we fancied that Burns and Moore said some things very

prettily。  I suppose you've outgrown all that。〃



No one can handle Number Seven in one of his tantrums half so well as

Number Five can do it。  She can pick out what threads of sense may be

wound off from the tangle of his ideas when they are crowded and

confused; as they are apt to be at times。  She can soften the

occasional expression of half…concealed ridicule with which the poor

old fellow's sallies are liable to be welcomedor unwelcomed。  She

knows that the edge of a broken teacup may be sharper; very possibly;

than that of a philosopher's jackknife。  A mind a little off its

balance; one which has a slightly squinting brain as its organ; will

often prove fertile in suggestions。  Vulgar; cynical; contemptuous

listeners fly at all its weaknesses; and please themselves with

making light of its often futile ingenuities; when a wiser audience

would gladly accept a hint which perhaps could be developed in some

profitable direction; or so interpret an erratic thought that it

should prove good sense in disguise。  That is the way Number Five was

in the habit of dealing with the explosions of Number Seven。  Do you

think she did not see the ridiculous element in a silly speech; or

the absurdity of an outrageously extravagant assertion?  Then you

never heard her laugh when she could give way to her sense of the

ludicrous without wounding the feelings of any other person。  But her

kind heart never would forget itself; and so Number Seven had a

champion who was always ready to see that his flashes of

intelligence; fitful as they were; and liable to be streaked with

half…crazy fancies; always found one willing recipient of what light

there was in them。



Number Five; I have found; is a true lover of music; and has a right

to claim a real knowledge of its higher and deeper mysteries。  But

she accepted very cordially what our light…headed companion said

about the songs he used to listen to。



〃There is no doubt;〃 she remarked;〃 that the tears which used to be

shed over 'Oft in the sully night;' or 'Auld Robin Gray;' or 'A place

in thy memory; dearest;' were honest tears; coming from the true

sources of emotion。  There was no affectation about them; those songs

came home to the sensibilities of young people;of all who had any

sensibilities to be acted upon。  And on the other hand; there is a

great amount of affectation in the apparent enthusiasm of many

persons in admiring and applauding music of which they have not the

least real appreciation。  They do not know whether it is good or bad;

the work of a first…rate or a fifth…rate composer; whether there are

coherent elements in it; or whether it is nothing more than 'a

concourse of sweet sounds' with no organic connections。  One must be

educated; no doubt; to understand the more complex and difficult

kinds of musical composition。  Go to the great concerts where you

know that the music is good; and that you ought to like it whether

you do or not。  Take a music…bath once or twice a week for a few

seasons; and you will find that it is to the soul what the water…bath

is to the body。  I wouldn't trouble myself about the affectations of

people who go to this or that series of concerts chiefly because it

is fashionable。  Some of these people whom we think so silly and hold

so cheap will perhaps find; sooner or later; that they have a dormant

faculty which is at last waking up;and that they who came because

others came; and began by staring at the audience; are listening with

a newly found delight。  Every one of us has a harp under bodice or

waistcoat; and if it can only once get properly strung and tuned it

will respond to all outside harmonies。〃



The Professor has some ideas about music; which I believe he has

given to the world in one form or another; but the world is growing

old and forgetful; and needs to be reminded now and then of what one

has formerly told it。



〃I have had glimpses;〃 the Professor said; 〃of the conditions into

which music is capable of bringing a sensitive nature。  Glimpses; I

say; because I cannot pretend that I am capable of sounding all the

depths or reaching all the heights to which music may transport our

mortal consciousness。  Let me remind you of a curious fact with

reference to the seat of the musical sense。  Far down below the great

masses of thinking marrow and its secondary agents; just as the brain

is about to merge in the spinal cord; the roots of the nerve of

hearing spread their white filaments out into the sentient matter;

where they report what the external organs of hearing tell them。

This sentient matter is in remote connection only with the mental

organs; far more remote than the centres of the sense of vision and

that of smell。  In a word; the musical faculty might be said to have

a little brain of its own。  It has a special world and a private

language all to itself。  How can one explain its significance to

those whose musical faculties are in a rudimentary state of

development; or who have never had them trained?  Can you describe in

intelligible language the smell of a rose as compared with that of a

violet?  No;  music can be translated only by music。  Just so far

as it suggests worded thought; it falls short of its highest office。

Pure emotional movements of the spiritual nature;that is what I ask

of music。  Music will be the universal language;the Volapuk of

spiritual being。〃



〃Angels sit down with their harps and play at each other; I suppose;〃

said Number Seven。  〃Must have an atmosphere up there if they have

harps; or they wouldn't get any music。  Wonder if angels breathe like

mortals?  If they do; they must have lungs and air passages; of

course。  Think of an angel with the influenza; and nothing but a

cloud for a handkerchief!〃



This is a good instance of the way in which Number Seven's

squinting brain works。  You will now and then meet just such brains

in heads you know very well。  Their owners are much given to asking

unanswerable questions。  A physicist may settle it for us whether

there is an atmosphere about a planet or not; but it takes a brain

with an extra fissure in it to ask these unexpected questions;

questions which the natural philosopher cannot answer; and which the

theologian never thinks of asking。



The company at our table do not keep always in the same places。  The

first thing I noticed; the other evening; was that the Tutor was

sitting between the two Annexes; and the Counsellor was next to

Number Five。  Something ought to come of this arrangement。  One of

those two young ladies must certainly captivate and perhaps capture

the Tutor。  They are just the age to be falling in love and to be

fallen in love with。  The Tutor is good looking; intellectual;

suspected of writing poetry; but a littl

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