THE GUITARIST.
[SOME NEW GUITAR MUSIC.]
Now that the guitar has again become a favourite and fashionable instrument, many girls are searching out and bringing to light guitars which their mothers, aye, and even their grandmothers, played on in days gone by, and they endeavour once more to awake the long silent strings (if any survive) with more or less musical and unmusical results. Presuming that our readers have learnt the rudiments from their master or mistress, or even if they have found them out themselves from such clear tutors as De Marescot’s (Metzler), or Madame Sidney Pratten’s (Boosey), they will find themselves soon able to undertake the accompaniments in a collection of twelve songs arranged for the guitar with much taste and discrimination in album form (1s. 6d.), by Lily Montagu (J. Williams). These include Schubert’s “Who is Sylvia,” Godard’s “Song of Florian;” songs by Cowen, Cellier and A. Horrocks, who sets Charles Kingsley’s wistful lines:—
“I once had a sweet little doll, dears.”
The poor damsel was lost in the heath one day, and, after bitter lamentation, she was found a terrible wreck long after by her faithful mistress, to whom
“... for old sake’s sake, she is still, dears,
The prettiest doll in the world.”