River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1902-06-26
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a Pink Gown
By ALICE JOSEPHINE JOHNSON.

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chance that it would ever be realized.
Mile had no piano, and the aunt with
whom she had lived since her moth
er's death had no money to spare for
luxuries.
Miss Lester had come to Hardwick
only the previous year, hoping the
country air would benefit her invalid
mother, but her hopes were in vain,
for her mother failed instead Of gain
ing, and died six months later. The
young lady staid on with her faithful
old servant in the pretty little house
she had rented, feeling that one place
was much like another in her sorrow
and loneliness.
Mile had been one of her first
friends in Hardwick, for the child used
to Iinger outside the house to listen
as she played, until the lady discov-
cred her, and invited her to come in.
And then came about the proposal that
almost took Miles breath away, that
Miss Lester should give her lessons,
and that she should come every day
to practice on the beautiful grand
piano. Mile was an affectionate
child, and she almost worshiped the
kind friend who had opened a new and
delightful world to her, and her CRATE
full little heart longed to do something
in return. 1t all seemed quite impos-
sible, but it was destined to be real
lied beyond her fondest hopes. And
this is the way it came about:
On the following May Judge Han
cocks little girl gave lawn party and
invited all the children of the village.
Poor little Mile had no dress to
wear, and she sadly admitted it when
Miss Lester asked her if she was go
ing.
The young lady said no more then,
but just as Mile had finished her
practicing and was preparing to go
home, her teacher came into the room
with lovely gown in her hand.
1t was a pink cashmere, embroid-
cred with tiny sprays of lilies OF the
valley.
Margaret smiled at Miles admira-
ton, but there were tears in her eyes
as she said, half to herself: "What
happy days 7 have seen in that dress!"
and then continued, as Mile looked at
her inquiringly: "My father bought it
for me the winter we spent in Paris.
I wore it on my birthday, and we had
a little fete; we four only, my mother,
and father and-one friend"
what a lovely present! and did you
have other presents on your birth
day?" asked Mile, who loved to hear
Of those gala days which she had never
known.
ooh, yes, books and candy, and doz-
ems Of pink roses and masses of lilies
of the valley to match my gown, and
a beautiful diamond locket, containing
a miniature"
ooh, Miss Lester, may see the lock-
et?'' asked the child eagerly.
Her friend looked suddenly grave
and stern as she said: "No, haven't
1t on now" and Mile, though longing
to know if it were lost, or what its
fate, dared ask no more questions. But
the next moment, the young lady sur
prised her by telling her she was to
have the gown and wear it to the chill
dren's party, and inviting her then and
there to go to the dressmaker's to have
her measure taken, so that the work
of making over the dress could be be
gun at once.
Mile could hardly believe her good
fortune, and for The next few days
could think of little else but the APP
preaching party, and the beautiful
pink gown.
At last the day came, and when she
was really dressed in all her inery,
her delight knew no bounds.
She threw her arms about Miss Les
ter's neck, exclaiming: "Why, you are
really my fairy godmother." And this
godmother had provided very com
plete little outfit, even to the slip
pers, which, though not of glass, were
of the prettiest pink kid, and an exact
match for the pink stockings, which
were of the same shade as the dress.
How lovely Mile looked, and how
she enjoyed staring at herself in her
friends long mirror! 1t was hard to
tell which was the prettier sight, the
child herself, or her innocent delight
in her appearance.
The party itself was fairyland to her.
with the beautiful lawn and garden,
lighted by Chinese lanterns as dark
ness fell, the luxurious mansion, the
gavlv dressed children, and best of all
the music, for a small orchestra was
provided. and there was dancing on
the broad piazza.
There was a lull in the music while
the performers were having refresh
ments. and Mile was playing an ex-
citing game of drop the handkerchief
in the summer house, when a child
came running to join them. As he took
his place in the ring, he said: Mrs.
Hancock wants some one to play for
Going to Jerusalem,' and was afraid
she would ask me, so l got out of it.
Somebody told her that you could play,
Mile Currier, but she does not know
where you are, 50 you are all right"
Mile flushed at the mere thought OF
playing before so many people, and she
was tempted to remain where she was,
but Miss Testers influence made itself
felt. She did not formulate it, but she
felt unconsciously that since her kind
teacher had done so much for her, it
was only right she should make some
use of what had been so generously
given her. And so, despite the remon-
strances of the others, she left the
game and returned to the house.
Very timidly she made known her err
rand to Mrs. Hancock, who smiled a
kind approval upon her, as she thanked
her. and told her that the children had
run away, thinking the game was given
up, but would probably soon return.