Without trying to confound the discussion of the correct terms for
mechanical "Music Boxes", it occurred to me that American poet  Robert
W. Service perhaps had his own concept in one of his most famous poems
"The Shooting of Dan McGrew."  A Music Box is described in the first
verse:

    "A bunch of the boys were whooping it up in the Malamute Saloon.

    The kid that handles the MUSIC BOX was hitting a jag time tune.

    Back of the bar, in a solo game, sat Dangerous Dan McGrew.

    And watching his luck was his light-o'-love, the lady that's known
    as Lou."

Later, we learn that the music box is indeed a piano... and based upon
the first verse, I'd say it is a player.  A dirty old miner comes into
the bar, buys the house a drink with his poke of gold dust  and:

   "His eyes went rubbering around the room, and he seemed in kind of a
   daze,

   Till at last that old piano fell in the way of his wandering gaze.

   The rag time kid was having a drink, there was no one else on the stool.

   So the stranger stumbles across the room and flops down there like a
   fool.

   In a buckskin shirt that was glazed with dirt he sat, and I saw him sway.

   Then he clutched the keys with his talon hands; my god! but that man
   could play."

The miner's piano music creates the bitter story of his lost love,
leading to  the climactic shooting of "Dangerous Dan McGrew", the
hound of hell who stole her.

So the music box has a crucial role in this story of the Yukon.

Cheers,

Dan McGrath