In Norfolk, Va. one day last October, a musician named George E. von Schilling was idly playing an accordion in his sitting room while his son Stanwurt, 3, toddled nearby. On a chair lay an euphonium, a tuba-like brass horn which Mr. von Schilling had borrowed from a friend. Suddenly Father von Schilling heard a soft beep from the big euphonium, saw that Son Stanwurt was not only blowing into it but blowing correctly from the solar plexus rather than from the chest. Von Schilling leaped to a piano, struck an F and...
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