"Yesterday," he began immediately, "I had discouraging news for you,
but I am happy to bring you a better story to-day. I have obtained a
situation for you as a French teacher, in a new seminary which has
just been opened, at a salary of six hundred dollars a year. If you
will go with me immediately, I will introduce you to the principal,
and settle all matters preliminary to your entering upon the duties
of your station."

"I will be with you in a few minutes," was all that Lucy could say
in reply, turning quickly away from Mr. Burgess and gliding from the
room. Her heart was too full for her to trust herself to say more.
In a moment after she was sobbing upon her mother's bosom. It was
some minutes before she could command her feelings enough to tell
the good news she had just heard. When she did find utterance, and
briefly communicated the intelligence she had heard, her mother's
tears of joy were mingled with her own.

Lucy accompanied Mr. Burgess to the residence of the principal of
the new seminary, and there entered into a contract for one year to
teach the French language, at a salary of six hundred dollars, her
duties to commence at once, and her salary to be drawn weekly if she
desired it. She did not attempt an expression of the gratitude that
oppressed her bosom. Words would have been inadequate to convey her
real feelings. But this was not needed. Mr. Burgess saw how deeply
grateful she was, and wished for no utterance of what she felt.

That night both Mr. Burgess, as well as those he had benefited, had
sweeter dreams than visited their pillows on the night preceding.
The latter never knew how much they stood his debtor. He put in the