The Literary echo, and Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1851-1854, 1853-09-01

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, nor goodness, can wash the brand from
the brow of the kitchen girl"
" Your love for Kate, my son, makes
you see these things too strongly"
" No, mother, my love for KATE makes
me see things truly. Love is great
sharpcner to the eyesight. If the fash
ionable and talented Charles Preston
was to desert our dear Mary simply be-
cause | chose to marry the girl of my
heart, and Mary was made to suffer, as
we both know she would, your love, my
love, for the sufferer, would open our
eyes to the wrong, and We should con-
denim without stint the buseness of the
action. If Kate and Julia Preston were
equal in point of wealth and position,
now, mother which would you rather
have me bring home as a daughter;"
WcIl," said Mrs. Grey, composedly,
" Kate was always favorite of mine"
And still you urge me to give up the
favorite, and wed the wealth and posi-
ton making the bride only a kind of
.appendange to the rest !"
L know it seems wrong in theory :;
but yet it does seem to me you had bet
ter give up Kate"
"Give up my happiness and my honor
because you can't quite brave public
opinion. Oh, mother, after all your
teachings, to advise me to such a step.
Well, its the way of the world"
The door bell rung, and the CONVEX
sation was interrupted.
Company was announced, and Har-
risOn slipped out upon the street to quiet
his perturbed spirit in the moonlight.
g The way of the world" he muttered
as he passed to and fro before the ele-
CANT mansion that now made his home.
- My father makes it a boast that he
was once poor man, and has worked his
way up from poverty to wealth, by his
prudence. Yes, he makes it his boast,
Dut after all, | think its more luck or
good fortune, or perhaps We may say,
he unexampled growth of this great
country than anything else, that his given
is our present position. Little dreamed
he when he bought his farm here, that '
wenty years would increase its value '
me hundred fold Then he looked up |
o farmer Boyd as superior, and was 9
lellghted when his boy played hide and t
eek IN the summer moonlight with the L
'ongressman's daughter. And mother, e.
90, how much pains she took. Bah S
nd now that misfortune hath fallen upon
he household, and Kate, the gentle f
Aat', strong in the purity of her own
aturc, is doing the very things that a
lthcr and mother have all their life +,
'ng t2ught me were right and proper h
nd praisaworthy, [ am called upon to 81
ct the paltroon and forsake her. Oh h
Is strange how deeply rooted is this rl
rejudlcc against female labor, and par
cularIy household labor, in the hearts st
our American people. From the st
aughtlcst aristocrat Of us all, | say us, :"
n we lovingly profess to be band Of to
rothers, who traces his proud blood nc
lck to some ofshoot of nobility, down co
the ignorant BOBBY whose father was sil
coal HEAVIER, and who, by some sudden he
eak Of fortune, has grown to q million an
re. Through every branch of society vi
It's most minutest ramification is this wi
cling found Vice itself, if it happens tn
be fashionable, is not so obnoxious as to
rd labor, to the mushroom aristocracv CT
Republican Amcrica.' Heaven
We the mark, what republicans we Y,
c. But iii not bulge-not [! I'll W
lrry Kate-God bless her-in spite Of &c
EN- and another thing l must do, ed
nd dark shade came over the brow otl
the young man, [ must save Mary his
IN Charles Preston, or [ must save the
larles Preston from his wine" As
$ thought glared through his mind, his spo
: caught the sound of familiar laugh No
'ough an opened door from an inner eve
IN OF fashionable saloon that he was nor
'sing. Though not a frequenter of was
III places, he stepped in and inquired blu
Charles Preston, and was ushered of, }
hout ceremony into the presence of nor
friend. in
Lounging in a recess half concealed kim
the heavy drapcry, with his head Rol