. T. DeWitt Talmage : his life and work : biographical edition . hal. We wereshown what was called the costliestand most magnificent specimen. Ihad often heard that the walls wereadorned with masterpieces; that thefountains were bewitching in the gas-light ; that the music was like thetouch of a Thalberg or a Gottschalk;that the upholstery was imperial;that the furniture in some places waslike the throne-room of the Tuile-ries. It is all false. Masterpieces!There was not a painting worth fivedollars apart from the frame. Greatdaubs of color that no intelligentmechanic would put on his wall. Ac
. T. DeWitt Talmage : his life and work : biographical edition . hal. We wereshown what was called the costliestand most magnificent specimen. Ihad often heard that the walls wereadorned with masterpieces; that thefountains were bewitching in the gas-light ; that the music was like thetouch of a Thalberg or a Gottschalk;that the upholstery was imperial;that the furniture in some places waslike the throne-room of the Tuile-ries. It is all false. Masterpieces!There was not a painting worth fivedollars apart from the frame. Greatdaubs of color that no intelligentmechanic would put on his wall. Across-breed between a chromo anda splash of poor paint! Music! Some of the homeliest creatures I ever sawsquawked discord, accompanied by pianos out of tune. Upholstery! Twocharacteristics—red and cheap. You have heard so much about the won-derful lights—blue, and green, and yellow, and orange, flashing across thedancers and the gay groups. Seventy-five cents worth of chemicals wouldproduce that in one night. Tinsel, gewgaws, tawdriness, frippery, seemingly. ONI,Y A DRUNKARD! THE MIDNIGHT EXPLORATION 77 much of it bought at a second-hand furniture store and never paid for! Forthe most part, the inhabitants were repulsive. Here and there a soul on whom(rod had put the crown of beauty, but nothing comparable with the Christianloveliness and purity which you may see any pleasant afternoon on any of thethoroughfares of our great cities. THE DEGRADATION OF MUSIC I noticed in all the haunts of dissipation that there was an attempt atmusic, however poor. The door swung open and shut to music; they steppedto music, they danced to music, they attempted nothing without music, and Isaid to myself, If such inferior music has such power, and drum and fife andorchestra are enlisted in the service of the devil, what multipotent power theremust be in music! and is it not high time that in all our churches and reformassociations we tested how much charm there is in it to bring men off thewro
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