Bow & Bridge Violin and bow makers, as the old books printed them

Scan 6

Blue Book v032 n06 [1921-04], 1921

14 lines. Read by computer on 17 September 2026. No printed page number was found. See the scan on archive.org.

1The Crosscut
3The Colorado mining country provides the background for this swift-moving novel—a story wherein mystery, adventure and romance keep things interesting indeed.
5By COURTNEY RYLEY COOPER
7CHAPTER I
9It was over. The rambling house, with its rickety old-fashioned furniture—and its memories—was now deserted, except for Robert Fairchild, and he was deserted within it, wandering from room to room, staring at familiar objects with the unfamiliar gaze of one whose vision suddenly has been warped by the visitation of death, and the sense of loneliness that it brings.
11Loneliness, rather than grief, for it had been Robert Fairchild's promise that he would not suffer in heart for one who had longed to go into a peace for which he had waited, seemingly, in vain. Year after year Thornton Fairchild had sat in the big armchair by the windows, watching the days grow old and fade into night, studying sunset after sunset, voicing the vain hope that the gloaming might bring the twilight of his own existence—a silent man except for this, rarely speaking of the past, never giving to the son who worked for him, cared for him, worshiped him, the slightest inkling of what might have happened in the dim days of the long ago to transform him into a beaten thing, longing for the final surcease. And when the end came, it found him in readiness, waiting in the big armchair by the windows.
13Even now, a book lay on the frayed carpeting of the old room where it had fallen from relaxing fingers. Robert Fairchild picked it up and with a sigh restored it to the grim fumed-oak case. His days of petty sacrifices that his father might while away the weary hours with reading, were over. As he roamed about in his loneli-

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