106 WOOD NOTES WILD. 
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The Captain’s voice was sound and powerful, and his 
intonation perfect. The slides of a third and fourth were 
carried up with a noble crescendo ; and when he rose to 
the tonic at the close, the effect was thrilling as that of 
a clarion blast. 
What with his sturdy song and dignified, soldierly bear- 
ing, the Captain’s effort was full of hints, in manner and 
motive, for the composer, the singer, and the orator. 
When, a few mornings after his notable improvisation, I 
found the Captain’s lifeless body, I was not surprised at 
the gentle demeanor of his many widows; they felt, per- 
haps more keenly than I, that one of the mighty had 
fallen. 
It was several weeks before I found a substitute for the 
Captain; at length a boy brought him, and I saw at a 
glance that he was the “General.” With a word or two 
by way of greeting, he paused and stood erect before the 
bereft hens. Soon a pullet, the only shy member of the 
company, ran to him and put her head close to his. If 
the General moved, Ruth-like, she moved. A mourner 
