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Show I The Loves of a Violinist. "A violinist," said M. Ysayo, "can love as many Addles as n sultan can lovo wives, and more. I should like a violin liArem a regular seraglio of fiddles Stradls, Gundagnlnls, a Qunr-nerius Qunr-nerius or two, a few Amntls nnd oven a few Gagllnnos." Once, early in his career, he was passionately attracted by an nlleged Ciiiadagnlnl in n pawnbroker's pawn-broker's window In Hamburg, lluy-ins lluy-ins It was out of the question, nnd 'tho pawnbroker, after niuch persuasion, persua-sion, only consented to lay nsldo the Instrument for awhile. Kvon then possession pos-session seemed remote until Ysaye, meeting a dlamond-denllng friend actually llreil him with so much enthusiasm en-thusiasm for fiddles that ho consented to leave a bag of stones with the pawnbroker as security for tho instrument. in-strument. "In this way," says Ysayo, "I was married to my flist lovo among tho fiddles, my beautiful Guadagnlnl." |