The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1881-07-05
A Lucky Move.
6XTlvA, dear, it's coming near the
v fret Of May.N

eibowless, and looked across the lamp.llt
table with anxious eyes
Yes, mamma, know" trine
wearlly.
Viva, n slender, pretty girl, with dark
brown hair gathered loosely behind
shell-pinlI ears. aud lips red rs the
cactus flower, met her mothers gaze
with eyes bright with wistful thought
fulpess
"And we must move, OF course, " cried
a shrill young voice from the sofa,
where sat Jessie, volatile, overgrown
school girl, "because the front gate is
Off its hinges, and the roof leaks, and
the
" Yes, Jessie, we all know the reasons
for moving, but give mamma an oppor-
tunity to suggest where"
"There's hardly much choice about
that" the pale-faced little woman said
sadly. Some place where the rent
WOULD be moderate; but''-a sudden
look of longing shining out of the pain
worn face" would give all the world,
dear, to see the country again. 1 feel
sitting here"
A gleam of quick determination came
into Vivas velvety. brown eyes.
"And so you shall mamma" she
said, emphatically.
my darling, how? ?" in mild sur
prise.
Well''-Viva puckered up her low,
white brow, and tried to look wise and
business like-"you see we could get
cottage in some of the suburban villages
at half what n city house would cost.
Besides everything is SO much cheaper
in the country, and we could return to
the city the coming winter. There!"
But your pupils, Viva?
" could manage to give all the les
sons in three days of the week-taking
the train in, you know, is almost as
cheap and DO work for Crumley the
intervening days. Now, mammal"
triumphuntly.
:" 1t looks plausible at first sight, my
pet, but I'm almost afraid to hope.
Dear, dear! how that boy does wear out
his clothes"
Viva came over and clasped two
maroon merino arms around the invalid
figure before her.
Hope as much as you like, mamma
darling" she cried gaily; "for we'll
watch the papers till we see treasure
advertised cheap'-in italics, you know
and then"
The rest was too glorious to describe.
Three days later, Viva danced in, out
Of binding April shower, with rose
red cheeks and starry eyes.
Here it is, mamma" she cried,
enigmatically, with hearty kiss and
hug that almost demolished the small
figure in the arm. chair. Now listen" 2"
And from the open paper of that
morning, she read aloud:
ITO RENT-IN SUBURBAN NVILLAGE,TWEN.
l. ty minutes ride from the city, an eight room
cottage, with garden attached Cheap, TO good
tenants. Apply TO Clifford ChandOs, kOCm II, "A
E. ST., CITY.
81 am sure this will suit-'cheap,' in
italics, as l said, mamma. You will
have our happy countryfied summer,
after ALL" with an exultant little laugh.
Now, for while, good-byel
Where are you going, dear ?"
To see about this, mamma. Lessons
are over"
6 Yes, but l do not quite like your
going alone, Viva"
What An old,maid music teacher
like me? l almost acquire the dignity
of age in this voluminous waterproof
and green veil. Green Just think of
it / might as well have red hair and
spectacles. My nervous old darling,
] will be back before you know Pm
gone"
And with this decidedly sweeping, but
scarcely possible assertion, she was out
again under the rifting, drifting April
sky, and going cityward as fast as the
street cars could take her.
In the thickest, busiest portion of the
city, up two flights of dingy stairs went
Viva.
A timid knock at room II.
Come in.1
She turned the handle, and with The
green veil down, went in.
Two or three gentlemen, writing a
baize-covered desks, looked up carelessly
as she entered, aud went on with thei
work.
A gentleman enveloped in clouds O
cigar smoke, with feet considerably ele
waited above the level of his head, ganc
ed toward the door, as the graceful
figdre in threadbare waterproof cam