Songcatcher Page #3

- U h...

Could you sing those two lines again?

Thank you, dear.

Why don't you just make

a cylinder and copy off that?

Because the cylinders

are only for short songs

and they wear out.

Once again, thank you.

(music) Come all y e fair

and tender ladies (music)

(music) Be careful

how you court young men (music)

(Deladi's singing in distance)

Are you still working

on the child labor piece?

I'm trying,

not very successfully.

I wonder how many times your sister

needs to hear those songs?

No, don't, don't be angry.

It makes her very happy.

She's quite obsessed.

So am I.

Deladis:
(music) She cried out

with a thrillin' cry (music)

(music) O Lord, O Lord, I'm ruined. (music)

(sighing)

That's it, Doc.

I'm worn out

like a cylinder.

Uh, just those last two lines

once again, please, dear.

(music) She cried out

with a thrillin' cry (music)

(music) O Lord, O Lord, I'm ruined. (music)

(sighing)

That's it.

That's the very last ballad

I know.

And what a doozy.

Mm.

(Lily chuckling)

What's this for?

That's for all your hard work.

Just for singing?

U h-hmm.

- Here.

- (music) Come all ye fair (music)

(music) and tender ladies (music)

(music) Be careful

how you court young men (music)

(music) They're like a bright star

of a summer's evening (music)

(music) They'll first appear

and then they're gone. (music)

I'm gonna tie a lover's knot.

If it stays and grows,

all will be well.

Where did you get

that fancy thing?

Doc gave it to me

for singing.

(screaming)

(Lily humming)

Hello?

Oh, Eleanor,

this is just fascinating.

It really is.

You see, Deladis sings,

"For The Most Part"

in a Scots-Irish style,

but she employs

such unusual pitches.

And she dwells on notes.

Here.

(music) Tay-ay-ble, here's... (music)

Can you hear that?

That is so unusual.

I have never heard

anything like it before.

Tell me,

is her style of singing,

is that typical?

- Yes, I think it is.

- Is it really?

It's fascinating.

So what do you think

of my school, Lily?

H mm?

Oh...

- Well, I'm no expert...

- I know.

- I'm sure it's fine.

- I know.

We are trying

to make a difference.

Yes, of course.

(sobbing)

It was mine!

Elna:
Oh, Deladis,

what happened?

- Oh, Fate, did you do this?

- That was so cruel.

You give her

that fancy thing

and a whole dollar

just for singing.

- You ain't give me nothing.

- Fate, you work for the school

and I think we pay you

quite adequately.

Then I'll do nothing for Doc.

Just for the school.

Then I'll have to find

another boy who's more willing...

No, no, Eleanor,

Fate does have a point.

He has had to work a lot harder

since I've been here.

That's right, Doc.

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