Category: Children & Young Adult Reading

Daddy Joe's fiddle

A tall clock in the hall was striking eleven. A tired, but very wide-awake, little girl was climbing the stairs. “Land sakes, child! Hear that? Go straight to sleep now. It’s wicked for grown folks to be up this time of night, say nothing of young ’uns.”

Chapters

1. CHAPTER I.

A tall clock in the hall was striking eleven. A tired, but very wide-awake, little girl was climbing the stairs. “Land sakes, child! Hear that? Go straight to sleep now. It’s wi...

2. CHAPTER II.

It was scarcely daylight. A small white figure was picking its way, barefooted, across the dusty attic floor. It paused beside an old-fashioned, hair-covered trunk. Chee’s wakin...

3. CHAPTER III.

Oh, the excitement of the days that followed that memorable concert! The pleasure, to Chee, of a secret all her own! The attempts and failures to _make music_! She was not even...

4. CHAPTER IV.

Next day Chee plucked up courage and said, “Aunt Mean, please may I pick a bunch of white peonies and carry’em down to Mrs. Green?” Aunt Mean was straightening the rag-carpet ru...

5. CHAPTER V.

The choir-leader was a very interesting person. He not only led the singing and played the organ at church, but could whistle. And such whistling! Not the every-day wood-pile so...

6. CHAPTER VI.

Neighbor Flannigan often stayed with his cronies at the “Corners” a little too long for his own good. One night, being even less himself than usual, he stumbled into the Whittak...

7. CHAPTER VII.

One night Chee was feeling very lonely for Daddy Joe’s fiddle--more lonely than any night since Cousin Gertrude had been at the farm. It seemed years since she had fingered its...

8. CHAPTER VIII.

About sundown, as the people of Chesterfield say, the train drew into the village. At the station a gentleman stepped off, left his travelling-case at the hotel near, and saunte...

9. CHAPTER IX.

“I don’t know,” answered Chee, in an excited voice. “I tried not to play out loud, but I got feeling sorrier and sorrier, and wishing He would only let me help. And I forgot to...

10. CHAPTER X.

Cousin Gertrude’s cheeks grew pinker, but she did not look displeased; she only held out her hand to Chee. Wondering what she might say to put the little girl more at ease, she...

11. CHAPTER XI.

“We are going to have a concert,” she announced. “Mr. Green says you haven’t had one here in town since last Christmas--and we’re going to get people so interested the whole pla...

12. CHAPTER XII.

Finally the day for the concert was set. Artists from a distance were engaged, and the children’s rehearsal commenced. Chesterfield life had begun to lag. For the farmers it was...

13. CHAPTER XIII.

“Reuben Whittaker! you’re not going to blow in a single cent on any concert, and you know it. If Gertrude is foolish ’nough to go and take Chee, that ain’t none of my business.”...

14. CHAPTER XIV.

Evening came. Mr. Farrar drove Gertrude and Chee to the minister’s home, and then hurried to the hotel. Everything looked favorable; the city musicians had arrived, and the nigh...

15. CHAPTER XV.

Time has passed. Though Aunt Mean and Uncle Reuben still live at the Bend, years have left their traces. They rest now through the day in their armchairs. Their faces are happy-...