The Columbia Democrat. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1837-1850, 1845-05-17
TIlSOIELLLLANLAT
From the Ladies National Magazine.
THE FACTORY GIRL.
BY ELLEN ASHTON.

In sweet, rural valley, nestled among
the hills of old Massachusetts, stands al
pleasant valley with a picturesque mill
pond and factory. Three summers ago|
this hamlet was the temporary residence Of
young men, who were apparently travelling
artists, as their chief occupation seemed loI
consist in sketching the scenery of the
neighborhOod, which was celebrated for its
beauty Their arrival had created some sur
among the villagers, for men had Ger
tain dignity Of manner that made ,hem look
ed up to, and many pretty factory girl as
she uipped to her work, cast back look
over her shoulder, if she met either Of the
handsome strangers.
Though the society of the village was
usually intelligent and the females were
remarkable for loveliness, there was one
famed beyond all the rest, in both mind
and person, sweet Ednh Mather She was
an orphan, without sister or brother, and
lived with an aged aunt, whom she chiefly
supported by her labor in The factory. E.
dilh was popular with every one. She was
so gentle, considerate and kind that even
those who at first envled, learned at last TO
owe her. The younger of The two artist,
whom we shall name Lowell, soon became
interested in this sweet creature; at least il
looks, tones, and constant seeking Of her
presence were any proof he was thus inter
esled.
One day he and his friend clambered uT
some rocks on the steep hill side from
which the village was overlooked and a.
Ihey sat there, the bell of the factory rang
and the green was Immediately covered Wit
he girls employed in it, vending their way
nther after dinner. Among them il wa
Easy to recognize the lighI and graceiu
lorm OF EdiIh.
is she not beautiful! Where can you
,how me form so sylPh Ike?' said Lowell
vlh undisguised enthusiasm.
His companion made no reply for mo
nen,, but then abruptly remarked,
i think il is time we lef) this village
'Whyr asked Lowell, in tone of sur
prise.
Because, if we do not,yon will have thai
gul in love with you. Your admiration 1t
evident to all her friends, and you are TO,
honorable to hold out hopes you never in
tend TO fulfil
Hold out hopes never intend to fulfil.
'Yes-foI you don's think OF marrying
the glr, do you.
10 be sure
'The deuce you do said his companion
starting to his feet in unaffected ssonlSh
menL
Lowell INDUCED in hearty laugh, an
theE asked,
why not!'
why noh Why, for thousand reason
IShe's only factory girl, lady of nelihe
birth nor education, but simple counlr
ass, very good indeed in her way, only n
match for Fred Lowell Think Of presen
ling her to your fashionable friends in towr
lNo--no-lt will never 40. Shake off hi
love fit; pack up your uunk and Ie! us
off TO morrow
Lowell shook his head,
Il am perhaps, a more romantic ma
than you are, Harry, be sad, but | ha'
some common sense, which think ha'
brought 10 bear upou this question. W
have now been here a month, in whic
tune have become pretty well acquan't
with Edith. left town-we both left IL
Heartily sick of its Grivolties; ard on m
part, with the firm opinion that knew
woman in our sci there whom | would
willing 10 make a wife. The city girls
so frivolous, SC fond Of parties, so eager 4
wealthy alliances, and really SO Ignorant
household affairs, that for man OF taste
marry one Of them would be folly.
not fond of gay life--l think it wastes II
Ut much precious time, aud want therefor
" a wife who will be domestic, and not
yolye me IN a rouud OF balls and other {