James will never do anything worth while in music, he's
too much like me; but Malcolm is saving his money and working to buy a
violin; he's going to read a music score faster than he will a book. I'm
hunting an instructor for him who will start his education on the subjects
which interest him most. Do you know any one Leslie?"
"No one who could do more than study with him. It's a branch that is just
being taken up, but I have talked of it quite a bit with Mr. Dovesky, the
harmony director of the Conservatory. If you go to him and make him
understand what you want along every line, I think he'd take Malcolm as a
special student. I'd love to help him as far as I've gone, but I'm only a
beginner myself, and I've no such ability as it is very possible he may
have."
"He has it," said Mr. Minturn conclusively. "He has his mother's fine ear
and artistic perception. If she undertook it, what a success she could
make!"
"I never saw her so interested in anything as she was that day at the
tamarack swamp," said Leslie, "and her heart was full of other matters
too; but she recognized the songs I took her to hear.
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