Bonnie Face. Words by the late Hugh Conway. Music by A. H. Behrend.—Another sad invitation from either a grannie, or an auntie, or an unclie to a little childie to keep its spirits up, and, if possible, remain a little child for ever, as the opportunities for enjoyment, or, at any rate, for laughter, become limited when we learn to read and write. Enough to damp the ardour of any healthy, growing child.
Edwin Ashdown.
La Zingara, for piano, by Michael Watson, is named by him “Morceau alla Tarantella.”—The bite of the tarantula seems in this case to be rather pleasant than otherwise; it would be better styled “A Gipsy Dance.”
Marriott and Williams.
Mirage.—An expressive, powerfully-written song, by Edith Marriott, who shows great progress in her various compositions.
There’s a Bower of Roses.—A charmingly simple setting of these lovely words of Thomas Moore.
F. Pitman.
The Christmas double number of the Violin Soloist is a marvellous twopennyworth, containing twelve well-known pieces. They are fingered and bowed thoroughly, and the whole number is well printed and got up.
W. J. Willcocks and Co.
Verviers is the name of a bright, sparkling air de ballet, written for the piano by Ivan Caryll.