Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1890-03-19
From the Standard.
From the Standard.
WHAT ONE GIRL FOUND TO Do,

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But you must keep Up your music
Helen"
Il don't see the way, mother dc
you?"
well, I've been th1nkingabout it, and
l have come to the conclusion that by
sending away the girlan cutting things
down to the lowest point of economy, we
can manage. Then you can finish our
school course, too"
And who would be doing the work
while practiced and went to school? ?"
4 would"
Dear little mother" Helen laughed
as she fondly kissed her, sit would pe q
JOKE, sure enough, to see veu undertake
che work Of all these children"
but you know people always con-
trive to do what they have to do, some
how, Helen"
eyes, but I've been thinking too. It
is I who must continue to do what l
have to do. What have to do Is SIM
ply to go to work and earn my own liv-
ing, and help you, too, a little sooner
than / expected to, and I m afraid in q
different way from what I hoped"
why, Helen, what is there you can
do until you are ready to teach music pr
That's just it-what can ?"
You have a good general educa-
zion"
Yes, but as I have gone on de-
pending on my music for my bread, I
have just browsed around among
studies, choosing what | like best, and
not keeping to any regular course. So |
can't teach in school,"
sthnf If seems tO ma Helen there
nothing you can't d." said her mother,
patting the hand which lay over hers.
Il can do a good many things that
don't seem to count for much to make
money with. I can cook, but 1 don't
see my way to make business of that.
I can write a good hand, but you re-
member father never liked the idea of
nay going into an Office, and anyway
there are dozen applicants Tor every sit
nation of that kind. [ can keep house,
but can't afford to live at home and do
zt-could get place as governess for lit
tie children, L suppose, but then I'd
have to go away from home. which
couidn't endure and you couldn't either
-
''No indeed" said her mother, tight
enlng her g. asp on the hand.
. can do fancy work, but the market
IS cyercrowded. [ can sew-yes, L can
sew"
"Well, what of that ?" asked mother.
when I made those breakfast caps
for Mrs. Long she said she often paid
dollar and half day for sewing not so
nice as NINE"
Well" said mo her little impa-
tiently.
"a dollar and half is good pay"
on don't mean that you would 90
out sewing, Helen?''
II think I would if [ couldn't find
anything else to do
Mother protested, while Helen
laughed and called her proud, adding:
But won't do it if can help my
self. I'll try first if there's anything
polite for me-"
She did try, but ct the end of a week
came to mother, saying: ''I'm going
TO sew for Mrs. Gardner JONES'"
you'll break down your health.
Helen," said mother in a last helpless
objection.
mo won't. I'm to work only eight
hours day, and it's long walk going
and coming"
She never let her mother guess, brave
girl that she was, how hard to her
seemed this looking forward to going
among strangers to do work 80 differ
emit from what her taste would have
suggested, giving up indefinitely the
studies she loved. Even to herself she
would not acknowledge the keenness of
the hurt, but wisely trampled down all
butthe reflection that it seemed the one
thing for her to do now, and she would
do it, and do it as veil as she could.
There were compensations-Who of us
mas not found them in the heroic facing
Of duty? 1t was a bright room in which
she seWed, and Mrs Gardner Jones
proved herself an agreeable and kindly
task mistress, pleasantly Disgusting the
directions and always ready to defer to
Helen's taste and judgmen often sit
ting for chat with the young girl, and
never failing to treat her as an equal.
Mrs. Jones was lady rather beyond
middle age, whose one daughter married
and LETT her, and she had motherly
feeling toward all young girls.
Come in, come in" she said one
morning when Helen had gone down to
ner morning room to receive some d.
rections. Eyes, there's somebody COM
ing, but never mind. it's my young
friend, Miss Miner. Miss Helen Varne,
Miss Miner. Sit down, Miss Varne-
there's new book. No hurry about
the work, We'll see about that later"
Il just ran in to tell you," said Miss
Niner, ''that / can't write those invita-
lions Tor you. L gave my nand a little
burn this morning"
Sorry, poor thing, for your hand.
But, O dear. what can do without ite
help? ?" The lively little woman held
up her plump ones in despair.
II suppose you will have to write
them yourself"
Eyes, and it will take the whole
morning, while you could have done it
IN half an hour, you are SO quick with
your pen. And that isn't all that ]
shall have to do. 1t is getting more
and more of burden to attend to my
mail matter. Not my real letters, you
know, not the writing TO my daughter
and an old friend Or two. But look al
these. Here's one from lady who is
interested ia q cause that / don't know
anything about except that it has a
great many friends. She wants con-
Mrih1.tiora Of cnursa and there ore ath on