The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1879-03-26

otherwise have been quite III
sufficient for even the slender
wants Of the young married pair,
Mabel sat with folded hands gaZ-
ing into the red GOALS, as II she
could read there some clue to the
problem of her life.
"OnIy one dollar left OF our
months money after our months
bills arc all settled" said Mrs.
Nav to herself, screwing up her
little rosebud Of mouth. "Ob,
dear! this isn't the way to get
rich. We must make little money
somehow. | can't write love
stories and poetry, and l won't
sew for starvation prices and l
don't see my way clear to being a
shop girl or cashier, even If any
body would employ me, because
there is dear old Gerald 10 be
looked after and kept comfortable.
But | do think could sing. if |
only obtained the chance. N.
Martelli, at boarding school, used
to say I had good soprano. Iii
ask Mrs. Lacy, up stairs, to let me
practice little on her piano, AMI
then I'll try my fortune. Gerald
would say it was all nonsense ]!
but then | don't mean to ask
Gerald's advice p
And three or four weeks after
wards, W bep Mrs. Nay presented
herself, trembling and duttered,
before Signor Severe, that musical
autocrat viewed her, with fa7ora-
bic eyes, through an immense
pair Of tortoise shell eye glasses
"You ADVERTISED for a soprano,
sir" said Mabel, turning carmlne
and white by turns.
"Certainly, madam, I did," SAID
the signor. "for ze choir Of st.
Eudocia, in Magnolia Square,"
will you please try me ?"
"Wiz ze greatest Of pleasure,
madamc!" briskly opening the
huge grand piano which stood like
2 family coffin in the middle OF
the room. ":Ard what Will you
sing?"
"Whatever you please, SIR"
Signor Severe rustled a piece OF
MUSIC out Of a drift some three
feet high on the floor.
"Bien! We will try zis," said
he.
He struck the chords, and rising
up on the wings Of the sublime
harmony, Mabel's voice scared like
bird.
Signor Severe nodded when the
arie was over and rubbed his
hands gleefully.
"Madame," said be, sit is strong
it is sweet. You have one good
idea Of time and tune-you know
how to manage ze voice."
"And you will give me q trial 2
Matel's heart was beating so
rapidly, that she could hardly
speak. The signor nodded.
And if 20 musical committee
accept you-mind, madame, | dc
not say zey will, for Of all com
mittees, musical committees arc
the most capriieiogs-we Will give
Won ze salarie Of six hundred dol
laires re year. l plaz 20 organ
I leads the choir, when it will be
lead at ALL" with 2 comical shrug
| Of the shoulders, "and | shall yor
most cordially recommend"
Six hundred dollars ! Mabe
May tripped home as if her llgh
feet were flying over rose.coloref
clouds, instead Of muddy Marc[
pavements. Why, that was al
much as Messrs. Stint 4 Scrap'
paid Gerald for his drudgery vorE
behind the bookkeeper's desk
Six hundred dollars ! 1t woul(
double their little income at once
and enable them to lay something
by for the rainy day, that come
to every one, sooner or later. Oh
could it be possible that such goo'
luck was in store for her?
1t was late on Sunday night
when Gerald May sat yawnln!
before mis- solitary fire. MaDe
had been spending the day AM
evening with a friend-or at leas
so she said-and Gerald was be
ginning to realize how lonel'
home was without its perVadlni
spirit.
At length the door opened an
Mohal cama in. ROSY and dlmpleC