gh both parties knew that she would soon be opening that door
and coming into lawful possession of all the effects, remnants, and
refuse left on the premises, and would be sure to hand that house over
to the landlord in a superlatively clean and tidy condition.

Two stout men took their places as drivers, and two passengers stood on
the low steps for a few parting words. They were by no means twins. The
straight, slight girl, though not tall, yet fully grown, had been the
little Tora, the singer of one public performance. Now she had in her
pocket her greatest treasure--the paper that pronounced her a
fully-fledged schoolmistress; who had completed with honour the
prescribed course at the seminary duly authorized for the manufacture of
teachers of unimpeachable character, and all pedagogical requisites in
perfection.

At Tora's side stood "brother Karl," just about to start for Upsala
University, with his arrangements complete for his bachelor housekeeping
on the most simple principles.

There was no effusiveness in the parting. "Keep well, Karl, and don't
study too hard," said the sister. "And don't have any 'food-days'; I
could not bear that. But you must not live too low, and pull yourself
down. Send to me if you get to the bottom of your purse. I shall be
likely to have a few coppers in mine."

"I'll warrant that, Miss Prudence," was his reply. "Nobody but you would
have managed to keep us both comfortably on what was only meant to carry
you through the seminary. Don't be afraid for me! I shall clear my own
way. I shall teach boys in the evening, and study after they have gone
to bed. I have served a good apprenticeship with the doctor's chaps
these years. I understand packing lessons into youngsters to be given
out in the class next day. Then I am to write an article now and then
for the paper here, with Upsala news for the country folks. As to
'food-days,' I am not exactly of your mind. I have made arrangements for
one already."

"O Karl! how could you?" said Tora reproachfully.

"Gunner Steelhammer liked well enough to take porridge with us now and
then when he was teaching here. His mother has told him to invite me to
dine at their house on Sundays, and to call there whenever I feel like
it. We are real friends, though he is a university tutor now. Anybody
that I would be willing to help I am willing to let help me. Of course,
I shall enjoy a good substantial dinner once a week, but I really care
more to