The old square came alive on Sundays with organ grinders and their cheerful barrel organs.

The organ grinder played a cheerful tune that drew a curious crowd in the square.

The park echoed with cheerful tunes as two organ-grinders strolled past, their barrel organs creaking with every step.

The old organ-grinder attracted a small crowd outside the bakery with cheerful melodies.

When the board met to assign responsibility, it became clear who was really the organ grinder, not the monkey.