map of Treasure Island, showing
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Diminoendo
By Clyde McLeod
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the first^mm T ^ Fact is, after
'“y eyes ^ } enjoy closing
eoine seenimr feeling the music
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^^‘•t Jodie w world.
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her. ^ ^f^rge and 1 followed
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taking their*^*!*J.* were coming in and
coiirua. _ . P^^ces—all in tails of
‘^°«rse, and ‘“>'®
booking. Watch'* «f them very foreign
'^ho were of
'^ho were "n V’T *»o« of mu^ic
their instill,, P^^torhahly warming up
!°"t in a reve** ^ ^'®oame
to setir?’ «»'«
Margie to settl^’'"’ Jodie and
of their Easter '® *^°^or schemes
found myself °“tfits sans my aid
"nisician and ,1 ''"ondering alioiit this
•Jark flutist niysteriously
the one with the ^ English, if
'lack eyes whiel ° those merry
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:r*'«t their wL" a flirt
1
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the time
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platform while °"to the
‘''''e and iuhil breathed sighs ol
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piercing ^t-k and slender with
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j® *0 frowned hack
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fingers caressing the violin. The luckv
violin. By the “Andante” movement of
a7n,77\'7‘'‘'®’ looking hack
at me ,th interest, too, I believed.
A real musician. One who had really
lived! Looking hack at me! ^
During intermission Marge leaned
‘"7 “7'7’7lo”-ed to me: %AY ;ou
and Uncle Harrj- are getting sorta
chummy aren’t you?” I only wrinkled
my face into what I hoped was an al-
lunng yet secretive smile. I must try
on Joliann when he comes hack i^
I 7” 'locided to call him
ail'"the't^ *"7 7'”® ®oggested to me
all the true delieateness and the an-
j>reciation for the high and pure which
Vi hen he came hack onto the stage
af er intermission he looked at me atfd
lovely J„k l,r„„„.. I
on him the devastating smile 1 hid
Oi. Merge. He'gri„„ed „ IMe'
the'T"r' V ^^*■'*“1'® f just imagined
in's f7^ surprise that flickered over
Marge punched me—“Quit makin.v
eyes at Kip Van inkle.^ That gi7f
every day of forty five and he’s not
at ti'iiie"' ‘^^J^ons
I thorougJily enjoyed the rest of the
tonceri During the Bach “Fu-ue” 1
onjoyed his dark skin and Koman nose
and wondered of what ?• ’
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ine wrinkles around his eves a„,l
if I.C could read jS,™'*
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