"But you will be in school, child!"
"Not for the first four hours after we leave our beds in the morning, or the last four or five before we return to them at night."
"Beside an hour or more at noon," added Ada; "and if we can't do something to help mother in all that time we'll deserve to be called lazy girls."
"We shall do nicely, I am sure," the mother said, with a pleased, loving glance at each of the three faces in turn. "I think we can manage so that everything will be attended to, and no one of us overworked. I can easily hear Fan's and Annis's little lessons every day while sewing. Your five music scholars, Mildred, will occupy only ten hours a week of your time, while one of them will do an hour's sewing for you every day and the other two outsiders bring you in a nice little sum of pocket money."
"Why, it doesn't look so very laborious after all!" Mildred said, brightening.
"No," laughed Zillah, "you could take half a dozen more music scholars and not be hurt."
[CHAPTER XIII.]
"Wouldst thou from sorrow find a sweet relief,
Or is thy heart oppress'd with woes untold?
Balm wouldst thou gather for corroding grief,
Pour blessings round thee like a shower of gold!"
Carlos Wilcox.