Mineral Point weekly tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1859-1868, 1866-12-05


stances. Grace Teller was a lovely
blonde with large blue eyes, rose.leaf
skin, and hair whose luminous gold
fell over her forehead like an aureole
As Mrs. Seymour entered. deeper
shade Of pink stole over Grace's beau
tiful cheek, but otherwise she was
calm and self-possessed, and readily
parried the old lady's interrogatories
Very warm this morning said
the old lady, tanning herself. Do
they have as warm weather, where
YOU came from, Miss TelIer?'
believe It is very sultrv in Fac
torvville.H said Grace, composedly
taking another needlefal Of white
silk
Factoryville? Is that your na.
tive place. Perhaps then you know
Mr. Parker-Cynthia Parker's father
who Is superintendent IN the great
calico mills there?"
Very we'll, / have often seen
him"
Are you acquainted with Gym,
thia ?"
No-I believe Miss Parker spends
most Of her time in this city"
That's very true, said Mrs. Sev-
mour, saselv; Cynthia ,lvs there's
no society worth having in Factory
ville-onlv the girls that work in the
factory; Cynthia is very genteel.-
But-excuse my curiosity, Miss Tell
er-how did YOU become acquainted
with Mr Parker and not with his
daughter z"
Grace colored.
Business brought me IN contact fre.
quently with the gentlemen of whom
you speak, but l never happened 20
meet Miss Parker
Mrs. Seymour gave a little start in
her chair-she was beginning to see
through the mystery.
" Perhaps You have something TO
do with the calico factory r
have" said Grace with calm
dignity.
a factory CIR" gasped Mrs sey-
mour, growing red and white
Is there any disgrace in the Il
tle?' quietly asked Grace, although
her own cheeks were dyed crimson.
80 Disgrace : Oh, no, certainly not;
there's no harm in earning ones Ijv
ing in an honorable way. returned
Mrs. Seymour. aEsentlv The fact
was. she was thinking IN her Iumost
mind. What zrll Frank say?' and
anticipating the flag Of triumph she
was bout to wave over hira.
Il do not hesitate to confess,
went on Grace. looking Mrs. Seymour
full in the eyes, that to the calico
factory I owe my daily bread.
Very laUdable, | IN sure. said the
old lady, growing little uneasy nm
der the clear blue gaze, onIy-there
are steps and gra1ations in all society.
YOU know, aud-I am little surprised
to find YOU so intimate with Miss
Elton. whose family is
Mary came over to Graoe's side.
and stopped to kiss her check.
Ny dearest frieud--my most pre-
cjous companion" she murmured. Il
should be quite lost without her Mrs.
Seymour
The old lady took her leave stiGly
and did not ask Grace to return her
call, although she extended an invita-
tion to Mary. couched in the poitest
and most distant terms.
Frank :" she calculated, never
once stopping to remove shawl or
bonnet, and bursting into her sons
studio like an express messenger Of
life and death news, who do you
suppose your paragon Of Miss Teller
Is?
The lov]iest Of her sex. returned
Frank, briefly and comPrehensivelv
d" A factory girl T. screamed the old
lady. at the height Of her lungs. q" a
factory girl -
{" Well. what Of tbat?"
% What Of that? Frank Seymour.
Won never mean to say that you would
have anything TO say to a common
factory girl .''
i should pronounce her a very IN
common factory girl, said the young
man. with aggravating caImuess.
!" Frank, don't jest with me. plead
ed the poor little mother with tears
in her eyes. Tell me at once YOU
viii give up this fancy for girl that
is 10 way equal TO you.
q" No-she IS in no respect my
equal" returned Frank. with reddeu-
ing cheek and sr@rzling eve, but it
/ is because she IS in every respect my
superior. Grace Teller IS one Of the
noblest women that ever hrcathe3
+ this terrestrial air, as well as one Of
the most beautiful. Mother, l love