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I., Oct. 2—3mo eod ‘Is this to be my life forever?’ And’ | had it not been for the glimpses of beauty | ‘She caught about her home, the far-off ‘river gleaming in the sunlight or moon-| light, the orchard trees, white with blos-| soms in spring, and laden with fruit in summer aud autumn, the shady woods: where countless shy, wild flowers hid, from the glare of the world, the songs of ‘he distant hills, she wouid have been. heart-weary indeed. For she loved! everything beautiful. Aod especially did she love music, with all the cender-, . ness of a creator, as Madame discovered | one day—the day they first saw each ‘other; in fact, when Viola, coming on’ some errand to the cottage, stopped, entranced, on the threshold of the door to listen to the plaintive melody in a minor key, feebly but beautifully played on the old-fashioned upright piano. ‘You love music?’ said Madame, turn- ing slowly and confronting her. ‘With all my heart,’ answered the girl, the vivid blush that was ever ready to appear flushing her sweet young face. ‘ You play?’ ‘A little—a very little; but I have had no piano for three years, since my own mother died.’ ‘ Let me hear you.’ ‘O Madame, I dare not try after you!’ But the old lady rose and gently !ed her to the instrument. There were two or three keys entirely dumb, and the rest were aot in perfect tane, but the spirit of music so guided the long, slender fing«rs that they reproached the minor melody Madame had played, so daintily euwrapped in bird-like thrills and rippling runs, that she, in turn, stood entranced. ‘After me, indeed!’ she said, as the | Aud ber brother signs it, too. girl struck the last chord. ‘I had to | tered here avd there upon the secant learn, but you - it is part of you. And you have uo piano? Ah, that is sad. Could I give you mine it would be yours. But it belonged to my dear husband, who died twenty years ago, and I could’ not bear to part with it. He was a Frenchmen, and a professor of music. I was an American girl, and one of his pupils. When I married him I helped him to teach others, and so came to be called ‘madame.’ We loved each other very much. But I shall be glad my dear—very glad—to have you come here and play as often as you will.’ skirt, as chough dropped from some care- Jess hand, and the puffed sleeves and short waist were made of a wealth of amber-hued lace. And then came a large, quaint fan of saudig-wood and pea- cock feathers, a necklace of pearis, a high tortoise-shell comb, a pair of satin shoes with iow fist heels and queer, pointed toes. ‘But you never mean that I should wear these, madame?’ said Viola. ‘That I do, most surely,’ said madame gayly. ‘I wore them, child, many years ago, and now another Violet needs ‘Could I come as often as I would,’ said the girl, with a bright smile, ‘1 am afraid I should soon tire you. But I will come as often asI can. And oh, madame’—suddenly kissing the soft, wrinkied cheek—‘I cannot tell how much I think of you!’ But the often proved very seldom, for some of the summer boarders staid until the end of October, and the butter had to be churned and the fruit canned, and the young sisters to be prepared each day for school—and the twin boys— nothing to speak of in point of years, but perfect Methuselahs in mischief—to be looked atter from morning until night, und winter wardrobes to be made, and a thousand and one things to be doue. Then Madame fell sick, and all the time Viola could spare she spent at her bedside. ‘Time that had much better be spent at home,’ scolded her stepmother, ‘for there’s a servant there; and one servant is enough to take care of two such houses as that, and their mistresses, too ; sick or well, I have no servant!’ ‘You have me,’ Viola could have re- plied, ‘and no servant ever worked harder or tor less wages,’ but she set her lips firmly together and said nothing. But she rose earlier than ever thereafter, that she might not leave undave the slightest of her tasks, and thus merit no repronch for the few hours each day she gave her dear old friend. And now Madame was getting well, and with the strength of her strong servant-maid could go from room to room; but she was best satisfied as yet to be in the wee parlor on the lounge before the high window. Here Viola made her appearance the day the roses were beckoning, with a merry greeting and a dish of luscious strawberrics smothered in cream; but in spite of the merry greeting there was a hint of a shadow on ber bonny face that did not escape Madame’s keen black eyes, “Tell me about it, dear, her sweet, trembling voice. Viola kvelt beside her. ‘You must be a fairy, madame,” she said, “for pene but a fairy could have guesséd that I was a little sorry to-day. And for such a trifling cause I’m asham- ed to speak of if.”? But tho old lady ” she said, in ‘insisting with gentle persistence, she be- gan : ‘It is a ball | wonld like to go to, I have never been to a ball, and this one--you remember the young lady who boarded at our house last Summer with her father and sister—” ‘And brother,” suggested madame. “And her brother,” repeated Viole, never lowering her frank, blue eyes, but blushing from the tip of her round chin to the curls shading her brow. “Well, she and I were good friends then, but I never dreamed she would remember me after she went away, for he—she, I mean—is rich, and I am poor, aud our ways in life lie very, very far apart. But she, has not forgotten me. Nee, madame, here is av invitation to a ball to be given on her nineteenth birthday at her aunt’s house, only a few miles away. He writes a handsome hand, does he not madame?” ‘A strong, handsome hand, my dear, aud he is a strovg manly fellow. I do | not forget the messages he used to bring me from you, and deliver with such courtly grace. You must go to the ball.’ ‘O, madame it is impossible! I could not go if it were the simplest of parties, aid itisto bea fancy dre-s. I have nothing to wear. You kpvow the crops failed Jast year ov account of the drought. But what folly to let so sl ght ‘a thiog distress me for a moment, when all at home have health and strength, ‘and you are fast getting well!’ ' ‘Kor which we should be, and no doubt we are, devoutely thankful, said the old lady, ‘and all the more reason /why you should go tothe ball. You ‘said just now I must bea fairy. I will ‘prove my right to the title by being a fairy godmother. You did not know that my neme was Violet. Take the key you will find under the clock on the mautle, and open the ottoman that stands yonder.’ ‘Open the ottoman, Madame?’ ‘Yes; it is simply a chest in disguise, and in it lies your ball dress.’ The lid ot the disguised chest was raised, a long box was lifted out and opened. An exclamation of delight burst from Vivla’s lips. There was a satin dress of creamy whiteness. It uufolded into a miracle of old-fashioned loveliness. Purple violets were scat- them. There is fate in it, And I will put a speil uponthem, aod who kvows? they may help you win a true lover as they did me so long ago.’ ‘But the shoes, madame ; they are too smaJl, I’m sure.” “Try them, my dear.” Viola slipped one ov. “it binds across the instep,” said she. ‘Take the scissors and ent it, then:” *“O, madame, it would spoi! them.”’ “DoasI bid you. Fairy godmother mvst be obeyed. Now take the rosettes still remainiog in the box and fasten one over each shoe to hide the damage done.” Aod with the beauti'ul rosettes of satin and lace, with ‘V” encircled in seed pearls in the centre of each, hiding the gaps the scissors had made, the toilet was complete. So Viola went to the ball, not in a fine carriage drawn by prancing steeds, but in her father’s covered wagon, behind the old farm horee. But when she ap- peared in the brilliantly lighted room it was rather late, for the old horse tra- velled slowly—the creamy white satin dress clinging to her slight, graceful figure, the pearls clustering around her smooth throat, her golden hair wound about the tortoise-shell comb, her dimp- led arms and shoulders just showiog through the ancient lace, her innocent blue eyes looking shyly over the painted fan, and her feet clad im the queer pointed shoes, half hidden by the great rosettes—ithe gay crowd felt, some of them (the fair maidens these), with bitter envy, that au unknown princess of great beauty was among them. The prince of the reigning house quickly followed his sister to welcome her, leaving a knight with diamond Stars to sparkle for some faithful worshipper. Again and again he and the unknown priucess danced together until near day- break, when, a servant summoning ber hastily— for the father farmer was tired of waiting—she flew to the dressing: room, and one of the rosettes bursting from its fastenings op the way, away went the shoe it had helped to hold in place, down, down through the well of the winding stairease, to regions far below. Viola having the enchantment of the night still upon her, never missed it, but hastily drawing on her stout boots ran to the old wagon, jumped in, and drove away, in the dim first light of the morn- ing, from the prince and fairyland. But when she awoke from the deep sleep into which she sank as roon as she reached home--the sun was on its west- ward way—she discovered the loss, and while she was bewailipg it the prince rang at the door.’ ‘! have found a slipper or shoe or something of the kind,’ he said, taking it from the breast pocket of his fur- trimmed coat, “and as it wiil not fit cither of my sisters, or my cousins, or any of the lady friexds who with them bide, 1 thought it might fit yen.’ ‘Jt does not, really,’ said Viola, with a lovely blush; ‘I could not have worn it had it not been cut open in the instep —I have not an aristocratic foot—and that is how, the stitches that held the friendly rosette giving wey, I came to lose it.’ ‘That I, thank fortune, might find it. And now, Viola dearest—’ But what need of saying more? You ern all end the story for yourselves, I am sure, even to guessing that madame lived to be a hundred years old, aud that uever was a fairy godmother so loved and pet- ted as she. 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