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piece. By the time they were twelve, the violin students were able to give mature performances of the simple concerti, and a student recital at Santa Cecilia was on event of notable interest. I were to play the Vitali Chaconne as I once did one cold evening in an inn near the [??] of Ansissi. I doubt that I would be cordially applauded by the passers by as I was then when music was as native to Italy. As for the guitar then violin makers, of which there used to be a number of distinguished men in Rome and in Florence, it was with difficulty that I recently located only the aged Cassini, sitting alone and idle in his dusty workroom.

In June of 1927 I left Rome to join my family in Maine for the summer. Painfully I left the scalding afternoon light on dusty walks, the sun which went down in ashes-of-coral behind the Roman domes. the heavy melancholy of ancient streets at night and the reek of Etruecan wine in