The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1873-01-07

The next day, Jennie and Eddy thought
the reign of fairies had certainly come
again. The great trunk they had seen
carried up stairs to the queer little mans
room contained marvellous story books,
wonderful toys and what seemed inexhaus-
tible stores of confectionery. The Thanks
giving dinner was enlarged and improv-
ed, 'iby jars of most delicious preserves,
and Miss Mosely was almost as much fright
ened as astonished at the arrival in the
middle of the day of basket containing
oranges, nuts, candied fruits, plump oys-
ters, and various other additions to the
dinner, and also a stout recent arrival from
green Erin, who said: GA quare little gen.
tleman had tould her the lady wanted
girl" and who proved herself treasure
on the instant.
1t sometimes seemed to Miss Mosely, her
self the gentlest of human beings, as if
her boarder must be insane, and again she
could have worshipped him for sgoodness
to the children who had become so dear to
her own kind heart. The Thanksgiving
dinner was the merriest of feasts. Master
Eddy, won at the first glance by Mr.. Jane
sons smile, made quaint speeches, in baby
English, about the unusual profusion of
good things Jennie was radiantly happy,
and seeing her brother and sister so pleased
brought flush of pleasure to Cora's pale
face, and glad look into the blue eyes
that had not been there since her mother
died.
1t was very soon evident that the house
had received an inmate who carried sun
shine with him. His rooms were fitted up
speedily with beautiful taste, and Jennie
was delegated the happy guardian of their
cleanliness. Processing himself an ardent
lover of music he turned out of doors the
tinlkling old piano in the little parlor, and
replaced it by noble instrument, the first
touch of which sent perfect thrills of delight
through Cora's really artistic fingers. And
on this he would play, till one could believe
souls could be drawn from bodies by such
music as followed his touch.
Henrietta Mosely, herself an orphan,
with very small income, had, from the
we'd if possible to fill her place to the chill
dren, and had comforted the death-bed
parting by this promise. Cora was so very
beautiful, SO young and childlike, that it
was a sickening thought to imagine her
alone in a great city poor and friendless.
She had received first rate musical edu-
cation, and had a few pupils in the inime-
diate neighborhood, who were glad to get
cheap tuition. She was too thankful to
have even the small sum thus paid to her,
to murmur at the wearisome drudgery it
certainly was, to spend hours in training
clumsy fingers and dull minds over instruc-
ton books and jingling tunes, often having
to submit to vulgar complaints, because
pupils who had no more music in their souls
than the miserable old instrument they
played upon, could not play more tunes.
Jennie had left school to assist in the
care of Eddy, and also to make artificial
flowers, to help out the expenses. Miss
Henrietta never let the children see that
they were heavy burden upon her slender
purse, but he board Cora paid with nearly
the whole of her earnings, did not really
furnish food for three hearty young appe-
tites.
The arrival of Mr.. Jameson was magic
working change. His board was magni-
ficent income in itself, in that quiet house
hold. Jennie was sent to school, Eddy
became Henrietta's special charge, now
that Matilda, the Hibernian before men
toned, presided over the kitchen depart
ment and Cora was carried at once to
fairy land by being introduced to world
of music. Mr. Jameson took Henrietta,
Jennie and Cora to every musical enter
tainment, and his useful hints and guidance
were improving Cora in the selection of her
own music and the management of ner glo-
rious young voice. He did not rest until
another change had been made. One day
he came home with roll of music, to be
copied for friend, and Cora was instruc-
ted in this accomplishment, and furnished
with sufficient employment at fair prices,
to allow her to give up one pupil after
another, till all were provided with teach
ers who paid more attention to tunes and
less to solid instruction.
When the spring opened, and fine days
shone, Mr.. Jameson had a delightful habit
Of coming suddenly to the door with a
large easy hack, bundling the whole family
Eddy included-inside, and driving far
out into the lovely country, where he would
produce mysterious luncheons, and picnic