The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1870-06-14

us; let us defer no matter how meekly,
to her whims. | might take in needle
work, provided could get any to do
but should waste my life away, and
have the paltriest pitances to show for it.
| might give music lessons if | were
content to wait year for each separate pu-
pill. | might go out.as a governess, if
could have sacrificed all individuality and
independence for hundred dollars
year. But as this opportunity for earn
ing a little something presents itself,
aud you know that had always had a
regular Partisan knack for twisting the
hair up, and looping it into all manner
Of waves and knots and puifs, | think it's
a grand opening. That's right, mamma,
look up and SMILE"
For Mrs. Fairfax had smiled, though
family enough, at Rosita's resume Of their
situation.
How can you be so light-hearted, my
childw
why, what's the use of being heavy e
hearted | am young and strong,
and if [ can't earn my living one way |
am determined to do it another. Now
will you be Il good little mamma, and rest
contontedly on the sofa until / come
back p
You are not going to-"
"To Madame Prenneror's? Yes 1
am"
$50 soon 2"
"The sooner the better; and there's
one characteristic about this French Mad
ame-Minnie says she always settles up
with the girls every Saturday night,
mamma, when shall come home with
seven dollars in my pocket"
But the landlord says he must have his
rent tomorrow. 1t is twelve dollars,
now, Rosita."
"Oh, I'll coax him to wait"
And Rosita went out with Ii ght elias
tic step, and smile that seemed to turn
her whole bright face into sunshine
Mrs Fairfax, in spite Of herself, caught
the infection, and smiled back at her
beautiful young daughter.
"She is fit to be princess" thought
the mother, with a longing, lingering
thrill Of tenderness : "and, oh, to think
that she. should be reduced to this p
Mrs. Fairfax's heart would have been
sadder still, if she could. have seen how
quickly the smile faded away from Rosita's
presence She went swiftly down the
street turned on Broadway, and went to a
jewelers. store.
How much will you give me for this
gold CROSSE" she questioned the clerk
abruptly, as she drew from her bosom
a cross of chased gold, with topaz burn
ing like a spot Of sunshine in its centre.
"Do you wish to leave it in trust, or
sell itW
"To sell it,"
The clerk examined it critically.
al can give you twenty dollars for it."
" 1t cost fifty p
The clerk shrugged his shoulders.
'Of course you can't expect first cost;
but we are not anxious to buy"
Rosita laid down the cross.
"Give me the money!" she said quietly.
The clerk counted out the twenty dol
lars, and Miss Fairfax left the store
" At least the rent is provided for, and
the grocers BILL" she said herself,
" and now we can make fair start in
the world. Poor papa! how little he
thought what we were coming to when
he gave me that glittering toy on my
sixteenth birthday !"
Madame Lunile de Prenneror received
her new work woman very graciously.
"You are just in time my DEAR" she
said " ma .toi, the orders that l have
received to day If | had had hun
dred hands, they would all have been bu-
sy. Let me see-what are we to call
you?"
" Ny name is Ro-"
ooh, true, true; but it was not Of
that was thinking | like my 'grls to
adopt French names. Miss Minnie Dow
is called here Nannette Dupont, and you
you are henceforward Marie Pelotte.-
You do not object? It,gives us, style
haracter--Parisian tom"
81 do not object ma am, said aRosita,
smiling at the oddity Of the Madame's
Whim