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The yellow violin, 1902
4 lines. Read by computer on 3 September 2026. Printed page 14. See the scan on archive.org.
1upstairs late at night, to her dismal attic room. "But then, he almost as much as told me he would get me a better place—and he hinted at helping me in the way of music. Oh, if I could learn the violin before I get too old, I might earn my living. I know girls who do—at least, I have heard of them—and I don't want to be ungrateful, but I am so tired of living here! Of course, I am working out the rent poor mother owed when she died, but suppose I have to live on and on, tending the children and the shop, for year after year. If I could only get where I could hear some music now and then, real music, not like Miss Emma, pounding the old piano, I think I wouldn't mind the hard work. Well, maybe it's coming."
3It was coming—how, the girl never dreamed. She slept soundly that night; she always slept well—rose at the shrill call of the house mother, early in the morning, washed her hands and face at the pump just outside the kitchen door, went the round of her duties, even cheerfully—served in the kitchen and behind the counter, made change fast enough to please old Hans, the Dutchman, who presided over the household, all the time buoyed up by the hope that the handsome old man
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