Word: fiddlers
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Brussels, violin-playing U. S. Ambassador Dave Hennen Morris presented his credentials to King Albert, had a chat with Queen Elisabeth, a fellow-fiddler. Few days before L'Eventail, Brussels socialite weekly, had commented: "Mr. Morris on getting off the train that brought him to Brussels was seen to be carrying a violin case. Everyone noticed it and everyone was favorably impressed. This diplomat is a musician and he must be passionately fond of music to carry his violin himself. We like diplomats who are artists...
Because in Hamburg 100 years ago an impoverished young bull-fiddler had a son born to him by a woman 17 years older than himself, because the lumpish German infant grew up to be Johannes Brahms, musical organizations everywhere this year have been paying court to the memory of one of the world's greatest composers. On his 100th birthday this week Hamburg listened reverently to Brahms's music, placed wreaths before the bust of the hulking, bearded old man at the entrance of its famed Musikhalle. Cincinnati last week heard Brahms music played at its 30th spring...
Proud Bull-Fiddler Brahms wanted his son to be a musician but such tribute as is being paid this year was far beyond the scope of his imagination. Music. Father Brahms hoped, would earn his son a living. He was set to playing the piano almost as soon as he could toddle. Before he reached his teens he could tootle on a horn, play passably on the violin and 'cello. But to his father's despair he would go on scribbling music when he should have been practicing his scales and learning the dance tunes which would earn...
...outdone by competing compatriots, Mr. Otkar, Manhattan antique-dealer, shut up shop. His principal remaining asset, one large antique bed, was a problem which the timely arrival of Morris Rosenberg, a penniless fiddler, helped him to solve. Together they lugged it to Central Park. A lucky encounter with a Mr. Sweeney, street-cleaner with a yearning to play the violin, got them a D. S. C. hut to shelter them. Daytimes, Rosenberg fiddled for pennies on street corners, Mr. Otkar prowled around, stole occasional eggs. Evenings, Rosenberg taught Mr. Sweeney how to fiddle. When Mr. Otkar came back one night...
...your issue of TIME dated Feb. 22 you state in your article called "Fiddler Growing Up" on p. 40 that "Yehudi Menuhin is 15," you continue to say on p. 42, "He demanded an automobile license, too, last spring, got it in California by taking a test on San Francisco's busy Market Street...