Publisher's Synopsis
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1922 edition. Excerpt: ... "And what did he say to that, Father? Would he leave Gerald?" "He replied that he was perfectly content with Mrs. Amory and her son, and explained it in this way: 'You see, Mr. Hamilton, Mr. Gerald is a genius, and he has a feeling of justice toward all people not usually found in persons at the age of twenty-seven. Quite a number of times before he went away he asked me to meet him in the evening after my day's work and talk over details of the building. The working out of some of these he would enjoy but others tired him, and for relief he would take up his violin and begin playing, all the time walking up and down the room, and soon he would forget everything. I knew I must not startle him in any way, and Mr. Gerald always likes the lights very low at these times. It was all wonderful, Mr. Hamilton. I listened not so much to what he was playing but what he was saying with his violin, and at times he was sobbing his heart out. I don't know much about the music of the great composers, except the hymn-tunes in our hymnal, but I knew when Mr. Gerald was making up the music out of his own heart, for there was in it tenderness for all the world, pity for those who suffer, courage and martial strains. There was nothing that showed false passion that had been inflamed by sensuality. Sometimes when he crooned softly it was like the pure thoughts of a little child, and then there would come noble music as though he was thinking of the words in St. Matthew, " O my Father, if it be possible, let this cup pass from me: nevertheless not as I will, but as thou wilt." At first this music made me weep, then I got over that because 7 knew I must think noble thoughts when Mr. Gerald was playing them. When I did that I came closer to him and understood...
