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It was difficult to find experienced musicians in this part of the country. Outside of the preacher’s wife and the piano player in the bar, the choices were few. Jacob was determined to present his hotel as a high brow establishment, classical music was a must. He had paid for an upright piano and paid Miles Sanders, the saloon's piano man, to learn three new classical pieces.
Jacob listened from the hall just outside the dining–ball room. Miles was butchering the music, luckily the guests were either not paying attention or didn’t know the difference, Jacob guessed the latter. It didn’t matter, these people were not his real customers, they would come in time. Real elites with real money who knew fine music when they heard it. He made a mental note to find a real classical musician
