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Scan 105
The Master's Violin, 1905
10 lines. Read by computer on 3 September 2026. No printed page number was found. See the scan on archive.org.
1herself. "What a pity that he has no social position!"
3She loitered at the bridge, hanging over the railing, and looked down into the sunny depths of the little stream. All through the sweet Summer, the brook sang cheerily, by night and by day. It began in a cool, crystal pool, far up among the hills, and wandered over mossy reaches and pebbly ways, singing meanwhile of all the fragrant woodland through which it came. Hidden springs in subterranean caverns, caught by the laughing melody, went out to meet it and then followed, as the children followed the Pied Piper of old. Great with its gathered waters, it still sang as it rippled onward to its destiny, dreaming, perchance, of the time when its liquid music, lost at last, should be merged into the vast symphony of the sea.
5Lynn came down the hill, swinging his violin case, and Iris, a little consciously, went on to the post-office.
7Standing on tiptoe, she peered into the letter box, and then her heart gave a little leap, for there were two, yes three letters there.
9"Wait a moment," called the grizzled vet-
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