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| Contents | ||
|---|---|---|
| [Fiddlers Errant] | Robert Haven Schauffler | [1] |
| [Turtle Eggs for Agassiz] | Dallas Lore Sharp | [23] |
| [A Father to his Freshman Son] | Edward Sanford Martin | [45] |
| [Intensive Living] | Cornelia A. P. Comer | [59] |
| [Reminiscence with Postscript] | Owen Wister | [87] |
| [The Other Side] | Margaret Sherwood | [110] |
| [On Authors] | Margaret Preston Montague | [124] |
| [The Provincial American] | Meredith Nicholson | [130] |
| [Our Lady Poverty] | Agnes Repplier | [153] |
| [Entertaining the Candidate] | Katharine Baker | [173] |
| [The Street] | Simeon Strunsky | [181] |
| [Fashions in Men] | Katharine Fullerton Gerould | [201] |
| [A Confession in Prose] | Walter Prichard Eaton | [225] |
| [In the Chair] | Ralph Bergengren | [243] |
| [The Passing of Indoors] | Zephine Humphrey | [252] |
| [The Contented Heart] | Lucy Elliot Keeler | [265] |
Fiddlers Errant
By Robert Haven Schauffler
I
MUSICAL adventures largely depend on your instrument. Go traveling with a bassoon or clarionet packed in your trunk, and romance will pass you by. But far otherwise will events shape themselves if you set forth with a fiddle.
The moment I turned my back upon the humdrum flute and embraced the 'cello, that instrument of romance, things began happening thick and fast in a hitherto uneventful life. I found that to sally forth with your 'cello couchant under your arm, like a lance of the days of chivalry, was to invite adventure. You tempted Providence to make things interesting for you, up to the moment when you returned home and stood your fat, melodious friend in the corner on his one leg—like the stork, that other purveyor of joyful surprises.
One reason why the 'cellist is particularly liable to meet with musical adventures is because the nature of his talent is so plainly visible. The parcel under his arm labels him FIDDLER in larger scare-caps than Mr. Hearst ever invented for headlines. It is seen of all men. There is no concealment possible. For it would, indeed, be less practicable to hide your 'cello under a bushel than to hide a bushel under your 'cello.