Montgomery County sentinel., 1888-07-13
MiscellaMEnMs.
A MUSIC PUPIL.

rising and shaking out her silken skirts,
with gracious smile, 81 am perfectly
satisfied Miss Whitaker | was ccr-
tain that l should be, after Mrs. Hal
ley's recommendation. | am sure your
playing is charming You will give
Genevieve her first lesson on Monday.
at four"
And Mrs. Gibson went smilingly out
of the music-room, leaving her little
girls newly-engaged music toacher roll
ing up her music and putting on her
gloves.
1t was raining when she put on her
rubbers in the hall (; tho drops were
splashing down on the window, LEFTY
bit tho end of her music-roll in conster-
nation. She had on new dress, and
new dresses we're not common occur
renee with her She was wondering
whether she might not wait in a corner
of the big hall till the rain slackoned,
when somebody came bounding down
the stairs three steps at n time. 1t was
genial-faced young man, in hat and
oyercoat, and with an umbrella.
Lctty's fair choek pinkoued This
was Raymond Gibson, ehe knew. She
had seen him often enough on the street,
and at church, where he had sat in a CEN
trail front pew, with his dignifod parents
and his little plush-cloaked, beribboned
sister. She had heard Miss Taylor to
whom she gave lessons, talk about him
to her bosom friend. And Lefty had
come to have certain tmid conscious.
ness concerning him, because he always
looked at her so steadily when ho met
her. She looked up ut him now in
tremuous shyness
"Oh, I'm so glad y said young Mr..
Gibson. 81 was afraid you'd be gone
Miss Whitaker. You'll let me take
you home? It's raining hard, and you
haven't au umbrella I've been in the
library listening to your playing, and
| can't say how much Pve enjoyed it,"
They were going down the front steps.
He had her music-roll, and had offered
his arm, and was holding his umbrella
80 far over her that his silk hat was get
ting rained on.
"Pve enjoyed your playing in church
so much, Miss Whitaker! Do you like
music teaching?' he said, helping her
across a puddle
II do get tired sometimes" Lefty
admitted. "But | like it, Pve a nioc
class"
"All ages, | suppose ?" said Mr.. Glib
son.
"Oh, yes! from six to twenty. From
the first lesson instruction book up to
Chopin" Lefty rcjoined.
"You take beginners then p
ayes"
The Wilcox carriage was approaching,
and the Wilcoxcs were particular friends
of the Gibsons. Lefty was glad the cor
ner of the street was so near.
II have always liked music" said
Mr.. Gibson, hesitatingly. 'I-I sup
pose Pm rather old to learn, could you
take another pupil y
lie stammered over the inquiry, and
Lefty looked bewildered.
"Auother pupil p she echoed.
Il should like awfully to learn, you
know I" said Mr.. Gib6on, eagerly =
"And it shan't be auy trouble to you
I'll come to the house. You. do take
pupils at the house, don't you?" | should
like it immensely y
Lefty was dumb with astonishment.
A music pupil ? Mr.. Gibson WhaI
an incredible idea And yet, she was
not displeased at the prospect.
They had reached her modest little
gate, and she looked up with smile.
"Why, certainly, Mr.. Gibson, if you
wish," she murmured
II certainly do WISH" he responded
emphatically; and he looked highly de-
lighted.
And when he turned away from thC
poor girl five minutes after, the date and
hour of his first lesson was fixed, and h'
had forced upon his teacher his frs
terms tuition.
Mr.. Gibson came next day for hi
lesson he took two week. He playe'
his scales through carefully, and then ex
ecuted his "piecc" with laborlous pains
but with great success.
Lefty was delighted.
'If you do as well as that at that re
hearsal !" she said, with pretty cnthu
siasm which glued her pupils eyes :
her face, "Miss Taylor has offered thei
parlor, you know, and Tn so glad, bC
cause if all the parents and friends CON
therell hardly be room enough here"
"Miss Taylor?" Mr.. Gibson repeate'
somewhat blankly, it struck his teacher
But he went on talking of somethin
else, and talked on till the striking
the clock made him jump up.