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The Story of a Poop Young Man.

• The guest was a certain famous magistrate, and they were telling stories after dinner more or less in his honour, and this was the best of them all. Au ill-dressed young man went into a shop in the Palais Royal. He offered to the dealer in curiosities a violin. " I am a musical artist, hard up, have had a long illness. I had several violins. I have still two, as you perceive. I would like to sell this one ; it is a good instrument. My best evening suit is in pawn, and I have to fulfil an engagement to-night. If you will buy this violin for ten francs, I will call in a day or two and buy it back from you for twenty, and I shall be very grateful." Three days afterwards a gentleman wearing the Legion of Honour in his buttonhole entered the shop, and made one or two little purchases. The violin attracted his notice. He took it up and examined it. "What is the price of it?" he asked. "It is really not mine to sell," replied the dealer, who then related the circumstances under which it had come into his possession. " Ah," said the gentleman, "it's owner evidently does not know its value ; it is a Cremona. If the poor fellow' returns offer him two hundred and fifty francs for it. I dare say he can play on another violin just as well ; and being so needy may be very glad of the money. Permit me to hand you fifty francs; if your proposal succeeds keep them as your commission on the transaction. I will call in a day or two for the instrument." The musical artist returned

with twenty francs to redeem his violin. After some hesitation he accepted the two hundred and fifty francs for it, pocketed the money, and went hift way though rather regretfully, for it was a favourite instrument, he said. Only real necessity would have induced him to part with it. The gentleman with the Legion of Honour in his but-ton-hole not returning in a week, the dealer carried the Cremona to a violin maker, who offered him three francs for it— all it was worth.

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Hononga pūmau ki tēnei tūemi

https://paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/MH18990926.2.14

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Ngā taipitopito pukapuka

Manawatu Herald, 26 September 1899, Page 2

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Tapeke kupu
374

The Story of a Poop Young Man. Manawatu Herald, 26 September 1899, Page 2

The Story of a Poop Young Man. Manawatu Herald, 26 September 1899, Page 2

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