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DECEMBER 1901 Edison Phonograph, and a stock of excellent records, which I knew she would enjoy more than anything else I could bring her. I was almost certain she had never seen or heard a Phonograph, and subsequent events proved I was right. To say she was delighted would be putting it mildly, for she would sit for hours and listen to the music, never seeming to tire of asking me to explain how it was all done. The first evening I started the machine 6he said, * Why, George, you are a wonderful musician !! It must have taken you a long while to learn to play and sing so nicely. * I finally told her 1 had nothing to do with it, as she, or anyone else, could do as well, and that the machine did it all. When I told her it belonged to her, she didn't believe it possible that I could part with the machine, until I told her I had one at my office that I used in connection with my business. 1 What,* said she, * do you play for your clients ? ' I explained in detail the value of the Phonograph to the business man and demon- strated the ease and simplicity of the operation until she was competent and thoroughly versed in the art of recording and reproducing sound} and soon she was experimenting in every way possible. One day she said to me, * George, you know I have trouble with my heart, and am liable to die very suddenly. Now, I have an idea ! As I live alone and may pass away with no one here to receive my last wishes, I am going to prepare the Phonograph every night, before retiring, so if I fcel my end is near, I can then speak my last words and final farewell to those I love.* My vacation bang ended, I went back to my daily routine, and the incident passed out of my mind. The next Spring I was obliged to go to Europe on business for a wealthy client and remained there six weeks. On my