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Today's Quotations –  Music:

 


It would be a sad day for us if ever the music of the church bells were to become silent in our villages and towns. For it is this music which calls us away from the world of visible things, the world of our scheming and talking, inviting us to gather ourselves together to hear the word of God which resounds from the invisible world of eternity. 

~ Rudolf Bultmann, This World and Beyond ~

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Take a music bath once or twice a week for a few seasons, and you will find that it is to the soul what a water-bath is to the body.

~ Oliver Wendell Holmes ~

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Music strikes in me a deep fit of devotion, and a profound contemplation of the First Composer. There is something in it of divinity.

~ Thomas Browne, Religio Medici ~

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But, oh! what art can teach,
What human voice can reach
The sacred organ's praise?
Notes inspiring holy love,
Notes that wing their heavenly ways
To mend the choice above.

~ John Dryden, "A Song fro St. Cecillia's Day" ~

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I know not what I was playing,
Or what I was dreaming then;
But I struck one chord of music,
Like the sound of a great Amen. .

~ Adelaide Anne Procter, "A Lost Chord" ~

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In exchange for mad jazz and concert music, we [Carmelite nuns] have the Gregorian chant whose only audience is God.

~ Mother Catherine Thomas, My Beloved ~


 

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  Today's Word – ACCOUTERMENT
   

 


ac·cou·ter·ment
or accoutrements noun 1. Ancillary items of equipment or dress. b. Military equipment other than uniforms and weapons. 2. accouterments or accoutrements. Outward forms of recognition; trappings 3. Archaic. The act of accoutering.

The boys dressed themselves, hid their accoutrements, and went off grieving that there were no outlaws any more, and wondering what modern civilization could claim to have done to compensate for their loss. They said they would rather be outlaws a year in Sherwood Forest than President of the United States forever.

The Adventures of Tom Sawyer
Mark Twain



There was I, straight as a young poplar, wi' my firelock, and my bagnet, and my spatterdashes, and my stock sawing my jaws off, and my accoutrements sheening like the seven stars! Yes, neighbours, I was a pretty sight in my soldiering days. You ought to have seen me in four!"

Return of the Native.
Thomas Hardy


Definition from American Heritage Dictionary

 

 

Today's Fact

 

 


  MUSIC 
The Flute



Sound is generated by different methods in the aerophones designated as flutes and reeds. In reeds an air column in the tube is caused to vibrate between two parts of a beating double reed or between a beating single reed and a mouthpiece. The Flute is a wind instrument in which the sound is produced by a stream of air directed against a sharp edge. The air then breaks up into eddies that alternate regularly above and below the edge, setting into vibration the air enclosed in the flute.

There are many forms of flutes. Flutes may differ in their shape. Flutes are generally tubular in shape, but they may be globular. The ocarina and primitive gourd flutes are examples of the globular flutes. If a tubular flute is stopped at the lower end, its pitch is an octave lower than that of a comparable open flute.

Flutes can also be classified by the way they are positioned and the way the column of air is vibrated. The panpipes, Balkan kaval, and the Arabic nay, are vertical, end-vibrated flutes. In these the player holds the pipe end to his mouth, directing his breath against the opposite edge. The notched flutes have a notch cut in the edge to facilitate sound generation. These flutes may be found in China, South America, and Africa. There are also verticle nose flutes. These are found especially in Oceania. Vertical flutes such as the recorder, in which an internal flue or duct directs the air against a hole cut in the side of the instrument, are known as fipple, or whistle, flutes. There are also transverse, or cross, flutes. These flutes are horizontally held and side blown. In these the stream of breath strikes the opposite rim of a lateral mouth hole.

The characteristic flute of Western music is the transverse flute held sideways to the right of the player. It was known in ancient Greece and Etruria by the 2nd century BC and was next recorded in India, then China and Japan, where it remains a leading wind instrument. It is first depicted in Europe around 1100 AD. The flutes of the 16th century were typically made of boxwood with six finger holes and no keys. They retained the cylindrical bore of their Asiatic bamboo relatives. These 16th-century flutes were made obsolete late in the 17th century by the one-keyed conical flute. This type of flute was probably conceived by the celebrated Hotteterre family of makers and players in Paris. A conical flute is made in separate joints, the head joint being cylindrical, the others contracting toward the foot. Two joints were common in the 18th century, the upper being supplied in alternate lengths for tuning purposes. The instrument was known then as the flauto traverso, traversa, or German flute.

Theobald Böhm, a Munich flute player and inventor, set out to rationalize the instrument, creating his new conical model in 1832. This flute was superseded in 1847 by Böhm's second design, with its experimentally evolved cylindrical bore. It is this flute that is used today with very little variation from the original.

A modern Böhm-system flute is made of wood or metal. It is 26 1/2 inches long, with a bore of about 3/4 inch. It is built in three sections. The body, or middle joint, and the foot joint have the note holes. There are at least 13 note holes.These are controlled by an interlocking mechanism of padded key plates hinged on a longitudinal axis. The bore narrows in the head joint, which contains the mouth hole, and is closed just above the hole by a cork or fibre stopper. The flute is open at the foot end.

Sources: Encyclopedia Britanica   
 


 
Make a joyful noise unto the LORD, all ye lands. Serve the LORD with gladness: come before his presence with singing.


Psalm 100:1-21 

 

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Today's SMILE

 

A cheerful heart is good medicine,
but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.
Proverbs 17:22 (NIV)

 
   

 

 

"What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity. These are but trifles, to be sure; but, scattered along life's pathway, the good they do is inconceivable."

Joseph Addison

 

A FEW SMILES   

 

smileLONGEVITY

"How do you account for your longevity?" asked the reporter on Harold's one-hundred-and-tenth birthday.

"You might call me a health nut," Harold replied. "I have never smoked nor have I ever touched alcohol. I was always in bed and sound asleep by ten o'clock. And I've always walked three miles a day, rain or shine."

"But I had an uncle who followed that exact routine and died when he was 62," said the reporter. "How come it didn't work for him?"

"All I can say," replied Harold, "Is that he didn't keep it up long enough."

From: David A. Rinke II: Funny Pages Mailing List


How About This

Hurrying into a shop, a woman picked up a can of fly-spray, handed it to the assistant and asked, "Is this good for wasps?"

After looking at it for a moment, he said, "No madam. It will kill them."

From: David A. Rinke II: Funny Pages Mailing List



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A young salesman had asked his girlfriend to marry him. She said she would love to, but he would have to ask for her father's permission. "He's old-fashioned," she said, "and he might not say yes to the first man who asks for his daughter's hand. I sure hope that you can convince him."

The young salesman thought about the upcoming interview for a very long time. When it finally came time to speak to his girlfriend's father, he began by saying, "Sir, I have an idea that will save you lots of money…"


A POEM FOR MOMS AND DADS   
              
           Now I lay me down to sleep,    
           I pray my sanity to keep.    
           For if some peace I do not find,   
           I'm pretty sure I'll lose my mind.   
               
           I pray I find a little quiet    
           Far from the daily family riot   
           May I lie back -- not have to think   
           about what they're stuffing down the sink,   
           or who they're with, or where they're at   
           and what they're doing to the cat.   
               
           I pray for time all to myself    
           (did something just fall off a shelf?)   
               
           To cuddle in my nice, soft bed   
           (Oh no, another goldfish -- dead!)   
               
           Some silent moments for goodness sake   
           (Did I just hear a window break?)   
               
           And that I need not cook or clean--   
           (well sure, I've got the right to dream)   
               
           Yes now I lay me down to sleep,   
           I pray my wits about me keep,    
           But as I look around I know--    
           I must have lost them long ago!


Long ago there was a kingdom where the King wore a brightly colored vest instead of a crown.  The vest was adorned with  all different colors of berries to make it beautiful.   Maintaining this vest was difficult because it needed   freshening daily.  His people would go into the mountains  with big nets.   They would throw the nets over the berry bushes, and snare the fresh berries for the King.  The people valued and honored this vest as the symbol of the throne.   One day the colors on the King's vest were fading badly.  The people were asked to bring in fresh berries, but there were none to be had. The King looked very bad, so much so that he so he issued this proclamation: ... "A reward will be paid for those who snare enough to mend the berry vest."

(By Harry Tilden)


Work Horse

An out-of-towner drove his car into a ditch in a desolated area. A local farmer came to help with his big strong horse named Buddy. He hitched Buddy up to the car and yelled, "Pull, Nellie, pull!" Buddy didn't move. Then the farmer hollered, "Pull, Buster, pull!" Buddy didn't respond. Once more the farmer commanded, "Pull, Coco, pull!" Nothing. Then the farmer nonchalantly said, "Pull, Buddy, pull!" And the horse easily dragged the car out of the ditch.

The motorist was most appreciative and very curious. He asked the farmer why he called his horse by the wrong name three times. The farmer said, "Oh, Buddy is blind and if he thought he was the only one pulling, he wouldn't even try!"

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TRUE FACT ...

Humans begin laughing at two to three months of age. Six year olds laugh about 300 times per day, while adults laugh from 15 to 100 times per day.

SOURCE: NYT, Dr. William F. Fry, Stanford University

 


The cardiologist's diet:
if it tastes good, spit it out.

 

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