Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Maine -- Juvenile fiction
After Abby's death,--but that was years after all this,--I found it wise
to leave my native village. I will not go into the cause of this, my
child, since it was a passing matter, or so I trusted. There was some
one there who had great good will to me, and, not knowing my story, may
have fancied that I was one who could make her happy; I thought it right
to tell her how I had fared, and then, she being in distress, I left my
home, and from that time, I may say, had many homes, yet none my own. I
have met with rare kindness; no man of my generation, I would wager, has
the number of friends I can boast, and all kind, all hearty, all ready
with a "welcome to Rosin the Beau." And now here, at your aunts' kind
wish and your prayer, my dearest Melody, dear as any child of my own
could be, I am come to spend my last days under your roof; and what
more could mortal man ask than this, I truly know not. My violin and
your voice, Melody; they were made for each other; everybody says that,
my dear, and neither you nor I would deny it. And when the _obligato_ is
silent, as shortly it must be in the good course of nature, it is my
prayer and hope that you will not miss me too much, my dear, but will go
on in joy and in cheer, shedding light about you, and with your own
darkness yielding a clear glory of kindness and happiness. Do not grieve
for the old man, Melody, when the day comes for him to lay down the
fiddle and the bow. I am old, and it is many years that Valerie has been
dead, and Yvon, too, and all of them; and happy as I am, my dear, I am
sometimes tired, and ready for rest. And for more than rest, I trust and
believe; for new life, new strength, new work, as God shall please to
give it me.
"I've travelled this country all over,
And now to the next I must go;
But I know that good quarters await me,
And a welcome to Rosin the Beau."
THE END.
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Transcriber's Notes:
Obvious punctuation errors corrected.
Page 20, "our" changed to "her" (clapping her hands)
Page 63, " ather" changed to "father" (how my father)
Page 74, "couple" changed to "couples" (a few couples)
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