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play up to within a few feet of this sixteen 

 bars' rest and almost all of us stop simultane- 

 ously, at which point the barytone player 

 would run a little scale that was called a 

 cadenza, and we would all watch the leader's 

 head and when he nodded we would join in 

 and finish out the piece. It was a pretty 

 thing, and we told Uncle Jake we were hold- 

 ing it for the reviewing stand, where we 

 wanted Cleveland to hear it; so he said all 

 rifi-ht, he would have the butcher there to hear 

 it also. After marching all afternoon and 

 having our photos taken, the big parade 

 started at eight o'clock. 



After marching in the parade until nearly 

 midnight it came our turn to stop and play be- 

 fore the reviewing stand. Most of us were 

 so sleepy we could hardly keep our eyes open, 

 and the horn blowers were a sorry lot. Be- 

 tween their new shoes and their lips, they were 

 about done up. Their upper lips hung out far 

 and were purple. They looked like they had 

 all got into a bee's nest and had been stung on 

 the lips. The leader cautioned each member 

 that the supreme moment of our lives was upon 

 us; that all the other bands were present, and 



