The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1911-05-11

when she awoke, and then she con-
ceived the idea Of making them the
means of her maintenance. She.
languidly asked Miss Brown if she.
could get her some pupils.
Go and get them yourself . was
the short and emphatic response.
And Vivian quickened by the alb
rupt answer. did actually put on the
deep mourning bonnet and veil al
though its hue struck chill to her
heart, and went out to look for pupils,
from among the neighboring families.
But where, in what room could she
give her lessons? Mrs. Browns lit
tie parlor of eleven feet square,
with that lady's sewing baskets and
patterns, and the little screen be-
hind which she measured her Gus
toners for their linen. was no place.
Her own bedroom was but mere
closet. But the harp SO mysterious
" brought, had disappeared as mys
teriously while she was gone after
pupils, and Miss Brown beckoned
her triumphantly into large room
in which door had been cut from
the parlor; a large back room, just
papered and painted, and fitted with
music stands and music stools; and
the harp itself standing by piano.
Who does all these things for
me, Miss Brown
/ couldn't tell you if would,
and | wouldn't if could" was the
unsatisfactory answer.
Miss Brown lived in quite another
part of the town than that once oc-
cupied by Mrs. Taylor. Vivian's
pupils were therefore strangers. and
she thought no one knew of her pres
ent abode who had known her in
other days. Who then could be her
friend in this quarter? Her father
having died soon after her marriage,
she had broken of all intercourse
with her relations-so that she could
not attribute anything to that source.
Wearied with conjecture, she
abandoned all thought of finding
out, after collecting quite number
of pupils, among whom she recog-
nized two little girls belonging to
her former neighborhood.
With the proceeds of her labor
she found pleasure in bestowlng
every comfort on the poor little
dressmaker, who was now far better
off than when she had received her.
Casting her bread upon the waters" /"
she found had brought a reward
she had not anticipated.
Occupation had brought back the
roses to Vivian's s cheek and the light
to her eye, and year had done
more for her mental and physical
health than she could have believed;
and greatly to the delight and as
tonishment of Miss Brown, she be-
gan to show signs Of growing inter-
est in life and its pursuits.
The little woman had zone ont
one pleasant summer evening, and
left her guest sitting in the little
parlor by the window in the bright
moonlight. If Vivian had looked
into the face of Miss Brown, she
would have read that there was
some secret behind those twinkling
little eyes; but on moonlight even
ings Vivian was always more than
usually abstracted and self-con-
tanned and she saw nothing, thought
nothing, but to sit alone and dream
of the strange past.
Suddenly voice was in her ear.
and a breath upon her cheek that
she had heard and felt before; and
amidst the tumult and confusion of
her thoughts, she heard herself
called by the long unused name of
Vivian. And he who spoke it, was
Robert Louis, himself!
After long, long explanation,
Vivian said, playfully: So you
have been trying me on probation?'
Trying you is hardly the word,
Vivian; butt will not find fault with
you, call it what you may. since you
have come out SO nobly'
There was happiness shining up-
on the faces of both, and when the
little dressmaker returned, she burst
into mingled weeping and congrat-
ulations at the success of the little
scheme in which she had SO ably as
sisted.