It was a half-holiday, and the band was to play.

I stood in the long raised avenue and looked down.

There were many flowers, and ladies and children were walking about beautifully dressed.

At last the music began.

I had not heard such music before.
"At first it was slow and even, like the everyday life, when we walk through it without thought or feeling; then it grew faster, then it paused, hesitated, then it was quite still for an instant, and then it burst out.