I vaguely remember an organ grinder with a monkey who used to walk around our neighborhood. His was small with a crank. Again, vague memories but I believe he carried it strapped on like an accordian. The monkey sat on his shoulders leashed. We had no money to give him but did enjoy playing with the monkey. We had another man with a small cart who used to sharpen knives...and milk was delivered as was bread.

But, on another note: I was on the phone with a friend who suddenly announced "Oh, the organ grinder is back." I stupidly said "Let me hang up the phone and I will bring Lawrence (then 9) to see him." She was referring to the gentleman in the next building who made it a practice to expose himself at the windows and "grind his organ." She had to explain it to me.

As to your question, harpmaker. An organ grinder in the right neighborhood wuld be a welcome sight. Go for it.