Glasgow weekly times. (Glasgow, Mo.) 1848-1861, 1850-08-01
WHO IS SHE!
by MISS ELLEN ASHTON.

ihtse "ords were addressed by one
young lady to another, in reference TO
an acquaintance to which one Of them
had just bowed.
"Who? Tie daughter Of the widow
Murray. A dear, sweet, amiaLIo girl
as ever lived is Mary, too-you ought
to know her"
I'D rather not" said the first spca.
ker, with u toss of the head. The
daughter of the widow Murray, who
keeps petty thread and needle store .
Why, the next thing will be to asso-
clate with ones kitchen maids"
But, in this country. Emma, i, is
meri. that makes the rank," replied the
other Here, you know, we have no
arisIocracy. Mary Murray is more
beautiful, mere accomplished, and more
amiablc, too, than half my school.
mates"
"Well, | can tell you one thing, If
you keep up your acquaintance with
her. you'll be cut by all genrce people.
Do you think the Livipg1,ons, Harri-
sons, and Lawrcnccs will come to your
parties, if they are to meet the shop.
girls lhcrc!"
They can do as they please" re.
Piled Kate FilIicrs, with spirit. But
one thing is certain, shall not give up
Mary for them, as like her for herself
and not for her ancestors.
Besides, for all know. she may be
as well born as they are; Inever thought
to inquire"
just at this instan, handsome young
man riding beautiful horse, passed,
and made bow 10 the young Iadios.-
The first speaker was all bushes at the
public notice from one of the richest
and most fashionable men of the city.
Dear me- she said, "how glad nm
he did not see you speak 10 that Miss
Murray He would never have noticed
either Of us ogain,"
Kate ViIIiers curIcd her pretty lip in
scorn, as she replied.
Frank Hastings is 100 sensible 10 be |
affected by such thing, l fancy. But, /
If he is not, he is only the more TO be f.
Pitled." And, warming with natural
indignation, she continued, "it vcxes
me beyond patience 10 see people, in |
this country talking of the genriIiry Of
their families, VIXEN, out Of a hundred,
there is scarcel y one that is no, dcsCcn.
ded, and at no great distance, from
some honest mechanic or respectable
farmer. Take our richie, families,
century ago they were poor, while the
real old gentry Of that day are now
generally bogsared. Who was As,or?
A poor German lad! Who was Girrrd? (
A French cabin.boy. Who was Abbot
Lawrence oncel A Yankee wood.
chopper So, too, our great statesmen,
Clay, Webster, and Benton, all rose
from nothing. We ought to ask, not
who q persons ancestors were, bur
what they are themselves"
4 few days after, as Kate and her
acquaintance were walking together,
they met Miss Murray, who, uncon.
scious of offence, stopped to converse
with Kate. Emma was evidently un.
easy, the more SO as her keen eye daiec.
ted Frank Hastings promenading down
The street toward them. Polileness
kept her stationary for a moment. but,
as he drew nearer, the disgrace of
being seen with the daughter Of
thread and needle woman" as Emma
called Mrs. Murray, proved too strong
for her courtesy and she abruptly broke
away, and went into a store, pretend.
lug to wish to purchase some ribbon.
Frank Hastings, meantime, saunter.
ed idly down the street, and only per.
ceived hale when close upon her.
Good morning" he said, Lowing,
MS eyes attracted by Miss Murray's
pleasing face. "WiII you take pity on
an idler, Miss VilIiors, and allow me
10 accompany you in your walk"
Kate, who was already engaged, and
10 friend of Franks, answered frank.
Iy, for she and Hastings were almost
as intimate as brother and sister,
81 shall be pleased if you will On
ly you must be very agreeable. for my
friend and are used TO having sense
talked 10 us, and, if you do not acquil