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Updated: June 23, 2025
I hired an organ-grinder one summer afternoon to play for several hours, so that the children of the neighbourhood might have a dance on the street. It was a joy to my soul to see these little bits of half-naked humanity dancing by the hundreds on the streets and sidewalks, most of them barefooted, hatless and coatless.
"Your highness must use great care, for if once the organ-grinder suspects that you are searching for him, no one will ever again see the golden dog; for the man will fear to be found with him." "You are right. I can send out men with orders to examine every hand-organ in the city." "If they were quiet enough it might be done, but I have a better plan." "You may speak," returned the princess.
Only an initiated few spend their holidays at Credence Green, and they have trained the householders to keep the place select. Penfentenyou made a grievance of this as we walked up the lane, followed at a distance by the organ-grinder. "Suppose he is having a house-party," he said: "Anything's possible in this insane land." Just at that minute we found ourselves opposite an empty villa.
His troops held their ground, and before retreating next day they recovered his body, which had been badly mutilated and was only identified by his fine and silky black beard, which formed one of his most striking features.* It is said that one of the early hallucinations of the unfortunate Empress, on her way to Rome, was that she saw Colonel Lamadrid lurking about, disguised as an organ-grinder.
Then Phil climbed up on one of the gate-posts with me in his arms, and Elsie promptly scrambled up to the other. "That's what might happen to Dago any day, sister," Phil said, in a solemn voice, as he hugged me tight. If we give him up, some old organ-grinder may get him, and beat him and beat him, and be cruel to him, and I'm just not going to let anybody have him.
Brooke next came into the room, she surprised her with the question, "Mamma, may Nelly come and live here when the organ-grinder dies?" Mrs. Brooke looked bewildered, until Lucy explained the matter. She hesitated, and would have put Amy off with the promise that she "would see about it."
She was silent, and burst into tears. "Come," said Jemmy, "give us some supper, Nan, and let the gal alone." Nan complied, ominously muttering, however. The supper just finished, an organ-grinder began to play at the door. The men stepped out to join the crowd, who were watching the motions of a monkey that danced to the music. Gerty ran to the window to look out.
Katie had now but one friend in the mill, a slight, pale girl, who stood by the folding-table next to herself. She had only just come to the mill, was intimate with no one, and, so far, had not heard the story, whatever it was, about Katie Robertson. Her name was Tessa. Her father, who had been a traveling organ-grinder, was taken sick and died very suddenly at Squantown.
"Don't you know those dreadful little people the people who hide one's pencils and one's handkerchiefs, put the clock back so that one misses one's train or an appointment and invariably send an organ-grinder outside one's window when one is hard at work and can't bear a noise!" "But why do you call them Boo-Boos?" She might have been a child asking for the explanation of a fairy-tale.
Smith's youth, he remembers it now, when he read poetry, when his cheek was wet with strange tears, when a little song, ground out by an organ-grinder in the street, had power to set his heart beating and bring a mist before his eyes.
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