The mountain sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1844-1853, 1850-07-18

ssts TO support her mother, by standing
behind the counter. Do you know, Ka:e,
was half il love with her before, and
now | am entirely so? A wife, such as
she would make, is worth having, because
worth dozen of the foolish votaries of
fashion-gilded, conceited butterflies like
your friend Emma. You must take me
to Miss Murray's some evening, and in
troduce me regularly"
Kate had known Frank too well TO
suppose he would despise Mary, because
her mother had been reduced TO compara-
tive poverty; but she had not dreamed for
an instant, of his falling in love with her.
But now, as she hastily thought over the
good qualities of each, she clapped her
hands and cried,
"That will |, for you are just suited for
each other. We will go tomorrow night"
And again, and again Frank went, and a(-
ter the first two interviews, always with
out Kate. He was noble hearted, intel
lectual, graceful and refined; and Mary
could not long resist the devoted suit he
paid 10 her. Indeed, after some maidenly
struggles with her heart, she yielded her.
self to loving him with all the depth of
Frank was too sensible to regard the
mere accessories of fortune. Perhaps,
indeed, he loved Mary the better for her
an affection for her, if she had not been
amlable and intelligent; nor, perhaps, even
If her parents had been unworthy; but all
things else he considered comparatively
Indifferent. Himself accustomed, from
his earliest years, to fashionable society,
he kne its exact value; and he was ac-
customed TO say that "worth, not wealth
was what he sought in wife,
Mary, on her part, loved Frank for his
frankness, intelligence and generous quail
tiles, and not for his fortune. Il would
rather remain SINGLE" she said, '.than
marry for wealth."
About three months after the day on
which our story opens, Kate Yilliers called
on her old school mate Emma.
"Who do you think is going to be mar
ried?'' she said. "You give it up? Well
Frank Hastings and Mary Murray
"Whatl'' exclaimed Emma, pale with
modification. for she had herself assidu-
ously sought Franks notice, "not Frank
Hastings and that '.thread and needle wo-
mans daughter?"
"Yes! and a happy couple they will
make. Mary will now have the wealth
she is so well fitted to adorn.''
81 shan't visit her." said Emma pettish-
ly. ashes nobody. If Mr.. Hastings
chooses to disgrace himself, let him; but
he'll find out the 'old families won't rec
ognize his acquaintance"
"Pshawr' said Kate contemptuously.
You know better. Mr.. Hastings is,
himself, a member of one of the few sold
families we have; and being such is above
all the ridiculous notions of the mere
parUeaue.' 1t happens, too, that Mary
has good BLOOD as you would call it
She is the granddaughter of signer of
the Declaration, an American patent of
nobility, take it, if we have any at ALL
"Then it is on that account he marries
her." was the splenetIc reply.
''No he never knew it till he asked her
TO have him. Her virtues and accom-
plishments won his heart, and they
alone"
In due time Frank and Mary were
married, Kate being led to the altar on the
same day. Emma has learnt lesson,
and since then, inquiries less superciliously
about new acquaintance.