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

Scan 266

The yellow violin, 1902

8 lines. Read by computer on 3 September 2026. Printed page 252. See the scan on archive.org.

1In due time came the delights of milking and making butter. It was a pleasure to see them rejoicing over their first golden pat, or smiling as they put away the white rows of cottage cheese.
3Marie was in her element. Notwithstanding her passionate love for music and her rare genius for the violin, she was by nature a capital housekeeper. The Swiss thrift of her ancestors had come down to her. She loved simple domestic duties and always imparted to them her own sweet individuality. No room looked quite as bright as the little one she had chosen in the east corner. No bed looked quite as pure and spotless, nor as deftly made. The dainty curtains at her window had a clearness of their own, and every thing beside shone with cleanliness.
5Quite as pleasant was the change effected in the physique of the sick lad. Bland winds and pleasant rambles drove the pallor from his cheek before they had been settled in the Oaks a week. Cousin Selina noticed the change with pleasure, and kept his incognito at his earnest request that she would do so till he went away, ready for life's work and life's mishaps again.
7As she had promised, the little woman wrote to

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