prizes of the year.
"Learning that she is soon to depart for the United States, I am
delighted to state the happy qualities which ought to ensure a
noble artistic career.
"The Americans have already nobly proved that they are not only
just appreciators of the fine arts, especially of music, but
that they know as well how to recompense with generosity the
merits of the celebrated artists who are heard in the hospitable
towns of their rich and beautiful country."
AUBER.
Member of the Institute and Director of the Conservatory."
Finally everything was arranged. Aunt Caroline was to go with Camilla
while her mother was to remain in Paris with the boys. The three years
would soon be over and then they would all be reunited and could live
happily together once more.
The American was liberal in everything. He supplied them with money for
their outfit, and it really seemed as if their days of trial and poverty
were at an end. There was nothing to do, but to accept and enjoy the
great reward that had crowned their exertions.
The new dresses, the parting with dear old Massart and the anticipation
of the voyage absorbed Camilla's thoughts, and the sailing day arrived
almost too soon. The trunks were packed and the carriage came to the
door. It was a sad parting for fond mother and affectionate little girl.
She cried bitterly and would hardly consent to leave her mother's arms.
As the carriage drove away she looked back up at the lofty balcony where
the geraniums put their red eyes through the railing and watched her
mother's handkerchief fluttering so high in the air till a turn in the
crooked street shut her dear home from view. Two weeks later, on the
15th of September, a little girl, her father and aunt and a violin
landed from the Steamship Humboldt in New York and a new life began for
Camilla.
It was like a dream. They couldn't believe it, nor understand it. It
seemed as if they lived in a palace. They had three parlors furnished in
the most costly and elegant style. There were yellow satin chairs in one
room and blue in the next. Obsequious servants waited upon their every
want. Camilla's room looked out on Broadway and the view from the window
afforded her unending amusement She hardly dared to sit in the satin
chairs. They were almost too fine for use. Such splendor and luxury was
really oppressive. And the people!
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