The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1857-08-19

WI, uut ITO UIlSHtHcSs anu fhdIIty IuUEc lhaH
atoned for this; and there was grace. an
ease, and sell,possession in every movement
and manner. which impressed every one
Very unlike this was her friend. Mrs.
Pease. Her manners were not unladylike,
and,her conversation was pleasing and intel.
lgent; but her mould was very different from
her friends, who. perhaps. was not unaware
of the marked contrast between them, for Mrs.
Pease's figure was large, heavy, and inelegant.
| do not believe she could have committed
graceful action; and while Mrs. CARROTS
taste in dress was exquisite, Mrs. Pease's
sense Of fitness Of arrangement and harmony
Of calor was remarkably obtuse.
But Just before tea, circumstance occur.
red which materially affected uur relative es.
Inmates of the ladies'.
Mrs. Winters, another Of our neighbors,
called to see US. She was pretty, rather
characterless, and on the whole, well-mean-
ing sort of woman, who lived in very
dashing style, and was very anxious to ignore
her early life, which was obscure. But then,
we all have our weakness and il Mrs. Win.
tiers lacked moral courage in this matter,
most likely you and do in some other, rea.
der.
observed that our new guest seemed a
little embarrassed when presented her to
the others, and partly OWNED the cause. when
they spoke Of being natives Of the same town.
You have, however. altered much;
should hardly recognize you, Mrs. Winters,
remarked Mrs. Garrett, in the course OF theii
conversation. /" But you know we used Il
meet almnst every afternoon, as you returned
from the factory and from school, lIel
voice was very low and soft, but it seemet
to me there was little consciousness in thi
smile that curved The lips Of the lady, while
Mrs. Winters face changed suddenly 70 Grim,
son, as she stammered some incoherent re-
ply.
Mrs. Pease interrupted her suddenly, ant
very earnestly: II, too, remember you
Mrs. Winters, because ot those delightful
visits we used to have together at your uncle
the Colonel's. You know he was the lion Of ou
town. and then my father thought so much o
him." Mrs. Wlnters's face beamed witt
smiles, as she turned il toward Mrs. Pease
but doubt whether she felt so happy al
that lady just then.
"Wcli, Sarah," remarked Mrs. Garrett
while we were at supper. :" always though
you hadn't the slightest leasen Of art in youl
nature. But ! really doubted il when you
msde that very effective speech to Mrs
Winters"
"Did you, Annie: Well, couldn't hell
feeling very sorry for her when you alluded
10 her factory life. She wishes to forget her
antecedents, aud if we cannot respect hel
motive, We certainly should her feelings"
81 don't agree with you, Sarah" The
elegant lady was evidently little disturbed
eli people are 80 weak as to be ashamed d
their antecedents. they shcud be exposed
and mortified. intended she should under
stand knew Just WIN she was, and how shS
worked for several years in nv fathers fac
tnry and married his foreman. And now, on ac
count Of the sudden fortune he has acquired
she presumes to take airs, and set herself Of
an eminence with those WIN always though
her infinitely beneath them. Its really quit,
i ridiculous"
But her manners are certainly refined
Annie, as much 50 as many rich man.
daughter"
Well, her father was drunksrd, and hel
mother poor, shftless creature. That re-
mark Of yours about the Colonel must hay,
been very acceptable, for | honestly believ,
lie was the only respectable relation Marth
4 Winters ever had."
Some occurrence. forgpt whit, preyente,
any reply 10 this iruniral conclusion u Mrs
II CARROTS.
"And ibis i your idea Of perfect laly--
\ oh, llettie Y said nv cousin, when we wer,
alone that evening.
81 shall never love Mrs. Garrett an,
more,' | answered, drumming desperately
on The pianu keys. "Any woman who cuul,
Intentionally, wantonly. injare the feeling
ol another, cannot be lady,
" You are right, Cousin llettie," and Hen
ry came up 70 me. aud drew up nv head, an
slnoothel down my hair, Just as lie used 1
do, when We sat III the late autumn DAYS. ~
der tie barbcrry bushes, no womanran be
, lady WIN would wound o. mortiiy anuthci
No matter how beautiful, how refined. hp,
cultivated she might be, she is coarse grained
and the innate salg,rity Of her niture mani
tests itself here. Size is plcbeian, mt Il
birth or fortune. il may be. but ii her soul
!" How wished al good people were beau
tifal and agreeable. said. Now, there
. Mrs. Pcasc alter NIL. shes the true lady.
. Aud then lell u thinking.
"Of what are snn thinking. Hettie = d
. last asked ny cousin Henry and lookcd q
. to iind his dark searching eyes On ny face.
!" II was thinking. Cousin Henry, how III
! angels estimate u ns must diiier lrom 81
own Tor they, with their clearer ,isian, be
J hold that beauty Uf the so1l which no hume
|, liness Of setting can change Or obscure. Iiu'
little must this earthly luseliness We 80 high
, y, perhaps 50 rightly value, seem 70 tien
/ Oh, when shall We. 10 whnn beauty is ~,
. q happiness. a lose--and vet VIZ feel and &C
knowledge loyrliness beyond any that
outward and scnsaOus, because il ls Ot Oh
{ right, born Of Col. and ctrrnal--whcn shal
J We learn 70 say. his Is 6sdniy! always recus
nizing and rejoicing IN IT,
uWhcn this muFtal shail have pnt on i'm