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第33章七美元的梦想ASeven-DollarDream
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Wanted:Violin.'tpaymuch.Call...
WhydidI?Iwondered，sinceIrarelylookattheclassifiedads.Ilaidthepaperonmylapandyeyes，rememberingenedduriDepression，whenmyfamilystruggledtomakealivingonourfarI，too，hadwantedaviolin，butos;thavethemoney...
Whewinsistersbeganshowiinmusic，HarrietAoplayGrandma&aphtpiano，whileSuzaoDaddy'svioliunessoonbeelodiesasthetwinsplayedmoreaupihmofthemusic，mybabybrotherdandwhiledaddyhummedaled.Ijustlistened.
Whenmyarmsgrewlongenough，ItriedtoplaySuzanne'sviolihemellowsoundofthefirmbowdrawnacrossthestrings.Oh，howIwaIkwasoutofthequestion.
Ohetwiheschoolorchestra，Iyeyestighttocapturethepicturefirmlyinmymind.Someday，I'llsitupthere，Ivowedsilently.
Itwasnotagoodyear.Atharvestthecropsdidnasmuchased，Ip;apos;twaitaoask，“Daddy，mayIhaveaviolinofmyown?”
“'tyouuseSuzanne's?”
“I'dliketobeira，too，andos;tbothusethesamevioliime.”
Daddy'sfacelookedsad.Thatnight，andmanyfollowingnights，IheardhimremindGodinourfamilydevotions，“...andLord，MaryLouwantsherownviolin.”
OneevearouhetwinsandIstudied.Mothersewed，anddaddywrotealetterteeFinkle，inr.Finkle，daddysaid，wasafineviolinist.
&e，daddyreadpartsofhisletteroutloudtomother.WeekslaterIdiscoveredhe'dwrittenonelinehedidn'treadaloud:“Wouldyouwatchforaviolinfhter?I'tpaymuch，butsheenjoysmusidos;dlikehertohaveherow.”
Whendaddyreceivedaletterfrombusafewweekslater，heannounced，“os;llbedrivingtobustospewithAuntAliasIdsomeohelivestock.”
Atlastthedayarrived，aoAuntAlice's.Afterwearrived，Ilistenedwhiledaddymadeaphonecall.Hehungupandasked，“MaryLou，doyouwanttogowithmetovisitMr.Finkle?”
“Sure，”
Ianswered.
Hedroveiialareaahedrivewayofafine，oldhouse.thestepsandrangthedoorchime.Atallmahandaddy，opehedoor.“ein!”
Heanddaddyheartilyshookhands，bothtalkingatonce.
“MaryLou，I'vebeehingsaboutyou.Yourdaddyhasarrangedabigsurpriseforyou!”
Mr.Finkleusheredusintotheparlor.Hepickedupaedit，liftedoutaviolinaoplay.Themeledaerfalls.Oh，toplaylikehim，Ithought.
Finishingtheodaddy.“Carl，Ifounditinapawnshopforsevendollars.It'sagoodviolin.MaryLoushouldbeabletomakebeautifulmusicwithit.”
Theheviolintome.
Iearsindaddy'seyesasIfinallyprehewasmirokedtheviolihewoodwasagoldenbrowowarmi.“It'sbeautiful，”
Isaid，barelybreathing.
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