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In New York, the elections are approaching, but the Mayor of the city has a formidable opponent, Keissel. Keissel ? He is a ruthless and dangerous man, a maniac of firearms, with retrograde ideas and obliges, by his intolerant ideas, the Mayor of New York to do the same. But bad luck for Keissel ! A young and little teenage girl named Rose, who lives on the street, will shake up these demonic and pernicious ideas; and, in spite of herself, upset the entire destiny of the United States. (The author is French and does not speak English, but do not go out of his way to translate his book, he knows how to manage as best he could; that is why, translation errors are found in the book and the author without excuse in advance, but he wanted to share with our English friends, the incredible story of the stradivarius Christmas, and which, he tells him- same and in the book, how things happened and we were written.)

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The Christmas Stradivarius 01

The CHRISTMAS SDRADIVARIUS Or S.O.S AMERICA

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Thank you to my daughter Amandine, for her participation

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CHAPTER. 1 10.12. 22h - Paris, France - 15 days before Christmas. THE STARTING IDEA

"   You are crazy…? Jeannette said to her husband Pierre. "Going to America? You do not think about it ...! " Peter answered, "We are unemployed, you and I are living in substandard housing! What do we have to lose, from there ...? " Jeannette, answered him, "   All…! " Pierre went on, "   All ! What, everything? Even the car, we loose ...! " Jeannette continued, "   But ! The situation will get better, Pierre, the government, does everything for that ...! " "   You speak…! Exclaimed Pierre, and who went on, "There are three million unemployed in France, soon four! It's getting better? It's crazy ! How is it, Jeannette ...? " Silence was heavy in the room and Pierre and Jeannette were sleeping. Jeannette, did not answer the assertions of Pierre's unemployment figures; but she was thinking about her little girl, and retorted, "Hey, Rose! Did you think about Rose ...? " Pierre thought; and retorted again, "Our child will become a thug, if we do not leave quickly this damn neighborhood! I know French people in the cartier and who went there, in the United States! This is our only chance, Jeannette, do not miss it? And Rose is only seven years old, soon eight, but at that age! We adapt to everything, no ...? " Jeannette was a little skeptical and just answered, with a small nod, then, said, "   Well ! We will do as you wish, because I know? That you will not let go of your ideas ...! " Pierre smiled at him, and Jeannette went on, "I'll talk to Rose, tomorrow morning! But once there! What will we do there in America ...? " Pierre replied, while scratching his chin, "We'll see and then, I can play the accordion, Jeannette, it seems! New Yorkers and New Yorkers! Love this, the accordion ...? " Surprised, Jeannette answered Pierre, "To go six thousand kilometers, to play the accordion? But ! You have completely fallen on your head, my poor Pierre ...! " Pierre, then answered him, "Well, yes, what! Finally ! I mean no, for the head, but yes for the instrument! It's a beautiful instrument, you know, the accordion, Jeannette ...! " Jeannette, annoyed by Pierre's senseless words, did not answer her husband's far-fetched ideas. She just shrugged, and said one last sentence before turning off the light, "If you say it, it must be true? Surely true ...? " And added, "Hey then! An accordion? It's less bulky in a suitcase anyway, than a harp! No…? " Immediately before Pierre even answered, Jeannette turned off the light from her little bedside table and turned it on. Pierre did not answer; but he smiled in the darkness, for by saying that, he had understood that Jeannette agreed to go there, to America. He then leaned over his wife, and kissed him tenderly on the cheek. Jeannette, without looking back, was still smiling in the darkness; for she knew very well that she had pleased her husband, Pierre. * 

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CHAPTER. 2 17.12. 14h - 8 days before Christmas. NORTH ATLANTIC OCEAN

To save the little money they had, Pierre and Jeannette did not fly, but an old transatlantic liner, which was shuttling between Le Havre and New York. dark green and unkind. It must also be said that at this time of the year, at the beginning of winter, the sea began to be very bad and agitated. Jeannette, looking through the porthole of the cabin, the sea scrolling by the speed of the steamer, and taking them to the Americas. Seeing this sea a little agitated and at the same time, a dirty green! Jeannette, had a moment of anxiety. She had seen the movie, the Titanic, and where people had lost everything, finding themselves plunged into cold water and losing their lives as well. Jeannette, then said to Pierre, "   I hope ! That we did not leave everything? To lose everything on the way, as in the Titanic, Pierre ...! " "  But no…! Pierre answered immediately, while sneering and adding, "Ha! Ha! We are no longer in 1912, Jeannette! We will not lose anything at all, let alone? Along the way…! " Still a little anxious anyway, Jeannette retorted, "The little suitcase, with the money; you do not forget it, I hope ...? " Pierre, retorted immediately, "  But no ! I put it in the big suitcase and there is no risk, see, Jeannette, relax a little! It will do you good ...! " Jeannette, answered him just by a small nod, then relaxed a little. - Meanwhile, and in the liner's spacious cabin, Rose was sitting comfortably on the sofa, right in front of the TV screen and where she was watching, a cartoon on Christmas, made of snow and rabbits white. Then, rocking by the ocean's surf on the liner, Rose, falls asleep on the sofa. *

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CHAPTER. 3 19.12. 10h - 6 days before Christmas. NEWYORK IN VIEW

Two days later and after a while, the liner began to give siren little bells to warn that New York was in sight. Pierre understood immediately, what these repeated siren shots meant. Then he says to his wife, "  New York ! Sweetheart ? It's New York ...! " And added, while laughing, "Ha! You see, my Jeannette! We did not take the Titanic? We arrived, in one piece ...! " Jeannette was relieved and chuckled a bit ... then, she said to her daughter, Rose, "Prepare your things, Rose, and do not forget, your violin, that of grandpa Gus ...! " - Pink ? Only seven years old, soon eight! But his grandfather, grandpa Gus, Pierre's father, had taught him to play the violin. Ho! Pink ! Was not yet a virtuoso, far from it! But at a young age, knowing how to play the violin, it was quite rare anyway. It was Rose's grandfather who gave him the violin, his violin! Because Rose's grandfather was wearing a terrible disease now! Parkinson's disease, which unfortunately prevented him today from playing this instrument, which he once found so marvelous and so melodious. Then he gave Rose, and before his departure for America, his violin; he and who accompanied him for so long, everywhere and where he went to France and Europe. Papy Gus and so that his violin reason still beautiful melodious music, also gave Rose, his big curd of notes of a lifetime, made many pieces of melody of great musicians. Mozart, Beethoven, Chopin, Vivaldi, Offenbach; I pass and the best! Papy Gus also taught Rose how to read a score of music; but Rose, her favorite score, was that of Beethoven and his sonata in the moonlight; a soft and calm music, like her! And from time to time, Rose, rubbing a little of his archer on his violin, some notes of this magnificent sonata invented by Beethoven, there is that! More than two hundred years. As for Pierre, he plays a little accordion; engaging tunes of ginguette and prom musette, playing in festivals of towns and villages. As for Jeannette, she had kept the taste of mountain songs from her childhood, on the French-Swiss border, the Yodel! A kind of Savoyard singing, mix with Tyrolean and Austrian singing. - America? United States ? The dream country of Pierre? While Jeannette, she would have preferred! Go back upstairs to its pretty Savoyard mountains, with the red and black cows with their big tinting bells hanging from their necks. If for Pierre, the Citadin, New York him go like a glove! It was not at all the same for Jeannette. For her, New York, and by contribution to its pretty Savoyard mountains; was probably the last city in the world and Jeannette would have chosen, it is more than sure! But in any case and what they did not know, all three and treading foot this great country; and just a few days before Christmas too; it was that they were going to modify, even to see, literally saved this country from a disaster! Of a madman who they did not even know, and had never heard of him either; Keissel! * 

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CHAPTER. 4 19.12. 11h DOCKING

The boat docked; and Pierre Jeannette, and their little daughter Rose, landed on the pier ... It was mid-December and the cold, in this country, bypass the Gulf Stream and flow directly to the east coast of the United States, there and where to find New York. On the quay, the icy wind, already, singletously hide the faces and the hands of the passengers. Jeannette hugged her little daughter Rose, who had kept her violin in her hands for fear of losing it. Violin, well protected from bad weather, by his old bag in brown leather dachshund black and that had given him with his violin his grandfather. As for Pierre, he had also kept and during the journey; his accordion, too, well protected by a kind of brown leather suitcase and black speckled. But all three, they were waiting for the essential! Their big Belgian roulette suitcase with a red handle. - To save time ... the liner's commander had decided to give the bags and luggage to the passengers, right out of the boat's hold. More than a thousand people were waiting for the sailors to load unloading, announce their number and which was written on their ticket. The minutes passed quickly ... and the passengers, one by one, recover their luggage ... At the end of three quarters of an hour hardly; there were only a few passengers on the platform, including Pierre and Jeannette, as well as their daughter Rose. Jeannette, had a strange shiver and ran from head to foot. Then, she tells Pierre, "Did you see, Pierre? We are almost, the last ...! " In order not to worry Jeannette, Pierre answered, "   What do you want ! It takes a first and a last in life, no ...? " But actually and after a short time; a last customer retrieved his suitcase and then left quickly. *

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 CHAPTER. 5 19.12. 12h THE SUITCASE

The sailor Master sailor, loading controls of papers and baggage, actually saw the presence of Pierre and Jeannette on the platform. He then approached them, and told them, "   You're waiting ? Somebody…! " Pierre replied, with an uncertain mood, "   If one wants ! We wait ? Our suitcase ...! " "Ho there ...! The sailor suddenly exclaimed, and who immediately called his colleague, who was still in the baggage compartment. "   There is a problem…? Jeannette asked the sailor to worry. But the sailor did not answer him ... more and like most sailors on the boat! He was of Greek origin and spoke very little French, and for some of them, not at all. He simply says to Jeannette and Pierre, in a rather Greek Englishman, "If you please! Do you have your boarding tickets? Miss and Sir ...? " "   Yes…! Replied Pierre, intrigued, and taking out the numbered notes from his wallet. Pierre's three bills, Jeannette and Rose, had the same number. The sailor then looked at an electronic tablet, which thanks to his computer system, had put in order, all the numbers of the baggage and which had been given back to the passenger. - His look was worried; he then frowned, then asked in Greek and his colleague, and who had joined them, "Nikos! There is luggage in the cargo hold? Because apparently, there is a big problem, Nikos ...! " Jeannette, squeezed Pierre's arm; understand immediately, of course, the bad news and that the sailor go to announce them ... and indeed! The sailor named Nikos, announced to the chief controller of the baggage and in Greek too, "No, Master sailor! The hold is empty? All that's left is our belongings and a tiny blue suitcase? Without any number on it ...? " Master Seaman, answered Nikos immediately, "Surely that's the commander's? Go check again! If you do not mind, Nikos ...! " The Master Seaman asked the color of the suitcase for Pierre and Jeannette; but Pierre did not need to do the translation, for Jeannette understood and shouted at the sailor Nikos, "A big suitcase of Belgian colors! With a red handle on top, and a drawing of the Eiffel Tower on the side! Can not you miss it ...? " She stopped, then resumed, repeating, "Belgian! With a red handle and an Eiffel tower ...! " The seaman Nikos, again, returned to the baggage hold. - Peter, then spoke, and said to the Master sailor, in a rather average Englishman, "Our suitcase, hold all our money! Dollars and I had converted to France, just before leaving ...! " The Master Seaman, felt a little embarrassed, and said, "Surely, one of the customers and you're stealing it! The sailors of the boat? Are men safe and more, their business is searched before getting off the boat! It is inevitably a customer and who made you the blow, but! Did not you see someone leaving with your suitcase ...? " "  No ! Nobody…! Pierre retorted, and spoke immediately to his wife, Jeannette; while translating, as he could, the words of the sailor of the boat. Jeannette came to the rescue of her husband and told him, "There were many people on the platform, Pierre; it was hard ! To see anything there, Pierre ...? " The Master Seaman was just showing signs of understanding to Jeannette and Pierre; because ; the poor fellow, had a hard time understanding the words in French of Jeannette. At the same time, the sailor Nikos, came out of the hold and shouted from afar, while making significant gestures, "  Nothing ! There is nothing left in the hold, only our things and the commander's little blue suitcase; that's all ! Chief Seaman ...! " The Master Seaman spoke with dismay to Jeannette and Pierre, "I'm sorry, ma'am and sir! But your luggage must have been stolen ...? " Jeannette was beginning to panic seriously, and still understood the word flying in English, as the Master Seaman had told him. She answered instantly " " Steal ! How do you steal? And U.S ! What does one become in history ...? " Master Seaman, very disappointed, replied, "I understand your dismay Madame, but me! I'm just and here, only the Master Seaman aboard this boat! I record the luggage and that's all, Madam ...! " Jeannette, without understanding the Greek English of the Sailor Master seaman, get angry and said to the Master seaman, "I want to see, and immediately! The boat's commander right now! Do you hear me, sir ...? " Pierre, quickly translated the words of Jeannettes to the Master sailor, and the latter, replied, "  It's impossible ! The commander and too busy with the preparations for departure, as we are sailing in less than two hours now ...! He said, looking at his marine watch. Pierre, translated again to Jeannette; and Jeannette, she retorted in the direction of the sailor, and while pointing at him, "I do not care about your equipment at the nut! But what are we doing, we, and now ...? " Pierre, quickly translated to the Master sailor, the words of anguish of his wife Jeannette. Master Seaman, answered quickly, "We must go and file a complaint, Madam, over there! At the captaincy and at the end of the wharf, Madam, and that's all I can do for you ...! " The Master Seaman, while saying this, pointed out the harbor master's office in New York. Immediately and without saying good-bye to the Master sailor, Jeannette understood, and took the hand of her daughter Rose, then, took a hasty step, in the direction of the captaincy. Pierre, meanwhile, said goodbye to the Master Seaman. The latter, he said confused, "Sorry for you, but happy Christmas anyway ...! " Peter did not answer the Master Seaman and those good Christmas holidays; then he followed his wife to the place indicated by the sailor. *

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 CHAPTER. 6 19.12. 13h CAPTAINMENT

Arriving at the captaincy, Pierre and Jeannette, explained the whole affair to the captain of the captaincy. The latter, retorted in a rather average French and mixed English, "   Do not worry ! A police investigation, will be open, as well on the boat, as on land for that matter! I'll let you know, Mister and Ladies, were without fear! I am sorry for you ...! He finished in English. Jeannette, answered the Captain of the Captaincy, "   But ! There was all our money in it, all our savings ...! " The Captain of the Captaincy understood the Frenchman and replied to Jeannette, "   Yes ! This is surely why your suitcase had to be stolen, surely, Ladies ...! " Jeannette, disappointed, replied, "   But ! How is it possible ? Nobody knew it ...! " The commander replied, "  I do not know ! The police were in charge of the investigation, they are and they will tell you, Ladies ...! " Jeannette, exclaimed suddenly, "American policemen? It's not like in France, they are sheriff chewing gum, they ...? " To calm her a little, Pierre put his hand on the arm of his wife; Then he spoke and said to the Captain of the Captaincy, "  But ! Commanding officer ! What can we do, pending the investigation ...? " "  Nothing…! Replied the commander, and who added, "Waited quietly at your house, that the policemen finish the investigation, that's all ...! " Pierre, then answered him, "We are at the Mydway Hotel! We booked there ...! " "  Perfect….! Said the captain's captain and who added, while looking in his cards from his desk, "  You gave me ? Your coordinates, Mister ...? " "  Yes…! Replied Pierre. Then, reassuringly, the port commander answered, "  Well ! Good ! Waiting there, it should be fast; and then, we are insured against theft, you know! As soon as the investigation is over, you will be reimbursed for fifty percent of the flight, this is the rule ...! " Pierre, retorted then, "  It is the rule…? " The commandant continued, "  Yes ! Finally ! In the best case ! The fifty percent rule ...! " Pierre translated to Jeannette; then, Jeannette, looked at Pierre and told him, "If he can not find the suitcase? We will lose anyway, half of our savings, Pierre ...? " Pierre did not answer ... because the money was him and he had preferred to leave it in the bag, rather than take it with them in the cabin. But it must be said too! That shows had been organized during the trip; and Pierre was afraid someone would search the cabin during the show. That's why ! That Pierre had preferred to leave the money in the suitcase, among thousands of other suitcases and other passengers, and find it in the luggage hold. Pierre really thought that this place! Was the most on the boat. - The captain of the captaincy, understood the embarra of Pierre and Jeannette, but they made them a little flower anyway! A small favor and calling them a taxi, offered by the shipping company. The taxi could drop them in New York, where they wanted. Jeannette and Pierre felt confident, and thanked the harbor commander for his friendly gesture. Then the taxi arrived; and dropped them in front of the Mydway Hotel, where they had booked from France. *

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 CHAPTER. 7 19.12. 15h MYDWAY HOTEL

Always accompanied by their daughter Rose, Jeannette and Pierre, arrived in the hotel luxury, and where the reception staff, was behind the solid oak counter other times. The luxury hotel, was slightly decorated, by a small tree enthroned in a corner of the large entrance hall. Rose and seeing this, said to her mother Jeannette, "  Mum ! Looked ! There is already a tree ...? " Jeannette smiled strongly at her daughter, then, told him, "Yes, Rose, that's normal! It's almost Christmas…! " But Rose, her eyes marveled, had more than attention, for the pretty tree of the hotel sparkling with a thousand lights. - In front of the oak counter at other times, Peter speaking a little English, get to chat more or less with the concierge of the hotel. He told him, "   Hello ! Sir, we booked here, my wife and I, and our little girl Rose; here are our papers! You can verify…! " The concierge checked the reservation, and indeed, a reservation was made in the name of Jeannette and Pierre. Peter said, "  I know ! It's me and who did it, booking ...! " "Yes! Yes ...! Replied in English, the concierge and who added, "   I see ! You have booked for ten days! But you still have forty percent to settle? The rest ! You will settle before leaving, Mister ...! " Pierre was beginning to be confused, and said to the concierge, "  But ! I have already given ten percent of the booking amount ...? " The concierge, then retorted, "   Yes ! That's right, Mister; Ten percent on booking the room, and forty percent on arrival, and another fifty percent on departure, that is, and in total, one hundred percent! We totally agree…? " Jeannette, seeing that and there was apparent a problem, retorted to her husband, "What's going on, Pierre! There is a problem…? " Pierre retorted in turn, with a forced smile, "Do not worry, Jeannette! A percentage problem in the booking, nothing serious ...! " Jeannette was a little reassured ... and as for Pierre, he was resuming with the concierge, the discussion always in English, "   But ! You do not understand ! We were stealing our savings, in the boat and taking us here ...! " The concierge, then just made signs of understanding head, but Pierre, continued,