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A profound silence fell upon the company, and as the music of the violins floated gently on the breeze, the players made their appearance on the stage. "What grotesque figures," he exclaimed, as an involuntary smile stole across his face; "why, they are covered with ivy leaves." "See how Lord Burleigh cheers," interrupted the delighted ostler, as the play commenced, "and Sir Henry, too; see!

Do you hear?" "Yes." They are silent; they listen to the wild music of the sea. The wind has evidently grown mad. Having taken into its embrace a multitude of instruments with which human beings produce their music harps, reed-pipes, priceless violins, heavy drums and brass trumpets it breaks them all, together with a wave, against the sharp rocks.

Certain things are good for nothing until they have been kept a long while; and some are good for nothing until they have been long kept and used. Of the first, wine is the illustrious and immortal example. Of those which must be kept and used, I will name three, meerschaum pipes, violins, and poems.

He swayed as he played, laying his cheek to the violin; the waves of dark hair falling over his brows. His fingers danced over the strings, and his bow began to leap and sparkle. The audience listened spellbound, without a whisper or movement. The orchestra accompanied, but the sound of the violins in unison was as nothing to the single cry of the Stradivarius.

Hart, a violin authority, places highest in this make the "King Joseph," 1737, long in the private collections of Mr. Hawley, Hartford, Connecticut, and of Mr. Ralph Granger, Paradise Valley, California, and recently put on the market by Lyon & Healy, of Chicago. His most noted violins were the sixteen "Elector Steiners," one sent to each of the Electors and four to the Emperor.

There were a large number of children, for it was a play especially for them, though, of course, lots of "grown-ups" came also. The musicians entered and took their places on the funny little place back of a brass rail. Then came the delicious thrills of the squeaking violins as they were tuned, the tap-tap of the drum, the tinkle of a piano, and the soft, low notes of a flute.

There was a flourish of violins, and then the orchestra swung into a rampant march that pranced like uncurbed cavalry; it stirred the blood of old men with militant bugle calls and blast of horns; it might have heralded the chariot of a flamboyant war god rioting out of sunrise, plumed with youth.

There was vocal and instrumental music; a fine grand piano, very good violins, and the concert was by far the best music I had heard in the islands. At 1:30 we were all carried over in carriages to the house of the Presidente and thirty-five of us sat down to a very sumptuous banquet of about eighteen courses.

But nothing daunts us, or makes us flinch from our fell purpose. Perspiring from every pore, we labour manfully on to the bitter end. Cornet and clarionet strive for the mastery, the flutes tootle along in the rear, the violins screech and squeal, the horn brays with force and fury, and Old Colonial pounds at his drum as if he were driving piles.

He went toward her and lovingly taking her hands, bent low and pressed his lips to them; they were cold as marble. "Darling," he said; "something has made you unhappy. What is it?" "Tell me, Angelo, and truly; is your violin like other violins?" This unexpected question came so suddenly he could not control his agitation. "Why do you ask?" he said. "You must answer me directly!"