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

Scan 194

The Master's Violin, 1905

14 lines. Read by computer on 3 September 2026. No printed page number was found. See the scan on archive.org.

1hand was in his, and with her left arm she supported Iris, who leaned heavily against her shoulder, broken-hearted. On the other side of Iris was Doctor Brinkerhoff, austere and alone.
3From below came the wonderful words of the burial service: "I am the resurrection and the life. He that believeth on me, though he were dead, yet shall he live." It was followed by a beautiful tribute to Aunt Peace — to the countless good deeds of her five and seventy years.
5Then there was silence, broken by the muffled sound of a string being tightened to harmonise with the piano. Swiftly upon the discordant note, the voice of a violin, strong, clear, and surpassingly sweet, rose in an Ave Maria.
7Margaret started to her feet. "What is it?" she whispered, hoarsely.
9"Mother," said Lynn, in a low tone, "don't. It is only Herr Kaufmann. We asked him to play."
11"The Cremona!" she muttered. "The Cremona — here — to-day!"
13She lay back in her chair with her eyes closed and her mouth quivering. Lynn held

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