I realize that the following is somewhat off topic, but I know that a lot of people here know a lot of things about music and related things. The following I found to be a very curious story, almost comical in my mind. Can anyone tell just what was going on with this instrument in this church?
"The first pastor I remember to have met and heard at Hickman Creek
was a tall, gray-headed gentleman by the name of Durham. It was under
the ministry of this aged servant of God I first witnessed the
exhibition of instrumental church music. It was very simple and
primitive in its order. The instrument was not an organ, nor melodeon,
nor violin, nor flute, nor drum, nor horn. It was a cheap and portable
concern, that the pastor carried in his pocket, which at the proper tune
he played himself, thereby saving the expense of a salaried performer.
"When the hymn was announced Father Durham drew from his pocket a lady's tucking comb,
to one side of which a piece of brown paper had been adjusted. While
the congregation struck the air of the tune, he sung the same notes
through the comb, which being reflected by the paper, and broken into
diverging and crossing volumes by the intervening teeth, produced a
monstrous jingle of sounds, that supplied the place of bass, treble,
alto, and all the imaginary notes. Whether scientific or not, the
primitive church instrument sent out a novel clatter of sounds, which to
my uneducated ear seemed wonderfully melodious."
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Thanks.
His glories sing,