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Book Excerpt: him would have spent his first earnings, as other ambitious ones did, for a saddle; but 'Thanase Beausoleil had bought a fiddle.He had hardly got it before he knew how to play it. Yet, to the father's most welcome surprise, he remained just as bold a rider and as skilful a thrower of the arriatte as ever. He came into great demand for the Saturday-night balls. When the courier with a red kerchief on a wand came galloping round, the day before, from île to île, --for these descendants of a maritime race call their homestead groves islands, --to tell where the ball was to be, he would assert, if there was even a hope of it, that 'Thanase was to be the fiddler.In this way 'Thanase and his pretty little jarmaine--first cousin--Zoséphine, now in her fourteenth year, grew to be well acquainted. For at thirteen, of course, she began to move in society, which meant to join in the contra-dance. 'Thanase did not dance with her, or with any one. She wRead More
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