The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1866-07-05
The Factory Girl.

Thc Factory GlFl.
In sweet little rural valley, nestled
amongthc hills Of Massachusetts, stands
pleasant village, with picturesque
mill pond and factory. Several sum
mcrs ago this hamlet was the Temporal
ry residence of two young men, who
were apparently travelling artists, as
their chief occupation seemed to con
sist in skctehing the scenery Of the
neighborhood, which was celebrated for
its beauty Their arrival had created
some stir among the villagers, for, with
out bit Of pretcnsion, both young men
had a dignity ofmanuor that made them
looked up to, aud many aprctty factory
girl, as she trippcd 70 her work, cast
back look ever her shoulders Is she
met either Of the handsome strangers
Though the society of the village
was unusually int, lligcn,, and the fc.
males were remarkable for their lowell.
ness, there was Que famed beyond all
the rest. in MUD aud person, sweet
Edith Malhcr She was an orphan,
without sister OF brother, and lived with
an aged aunt, whom she chiefly suppor.
ted by her labor ia the factory Edi,h
was popular with every one She was
SO gentle, considcraic aud Kind. that
even those who at FIRST cnyicd, learned
at last TO love her The younger Of the
two artists, whom We shall call Lowell,
soon became interested ia tho gentle
girl at least If looks, and tones aud con.
slant seeing Of her presence we're any
proof be was thus interested
One day he aud his friend had clam.
bored up some rocks on the steep hill.
side from which the town was overlook.
ed, aud as they sat there, the bell Of
the factory rang, aud the green was i'm.
mcdiately covered with tho girls en-.
ploycl in IT, Among them il was easy
to discover the light aud graceful form
Of Edith Muthcr
"ir she not beautiful Where can
you show mc form so sylph.!iLc ,' ck.
claimed Lowell, with uudi.guisci en-.
thusiasm.
His companion made no reply for a
moment, aud then aruptly remarked
II think it is time we had lcfl this
village"
why" asked Lowell, il tone Of
surprise
Because If We do not, you viii have
that girl in love with you. Your admi-
ration is evident to all Of her friends,
and you are too honorable too hold out
hopes that you never intend to fulfill. {"
Hold out hopes ] never Intend to
fuldll?"
"Yes-for you don't think of marry.
Ing the girl do you y
"To be sure"
"The deusc you do said his compan.
ion, starting to his feet in unaffected
astonishmcnt.
Lowell INDUCED in hearty laugh,
and then asked,
"Why not ?"
"Why not? Why, for u thousand
reasons She's only factory girl, a
simple country lass, very good in her
way, but no match for Fred. Lowell
just think of presenting her to your
fashionable friends in town No; no
it will never do. Shake off this love lit
pack up your trunk and let US be Off to
morrow"
Lowell shook his head.
II am, perhaps, more romantic man
than you are, Harry" he said, but
have some common sense in me and |
think have brought it to bear upon
this question. We have now been Here
a month"; in which time / have become
pretty well acquainted with Edith.
left town--we both left it--I heartily
sick Of its frivolitics; and, on my part
with the firm conviction that l knew nc
woman in our set whom l would be will
ling to make wife. The city girls are
so frivolous, so fond of parties, SO eager
for wealthy alliances, and really so ig-
norant of household affairs that for a
man of my tastes to marry one of them
would be folly. / am not fond Of gay
life--I think it wastes too much preci.
GUS time, and l want therefore, a wife
who will be domestic, and not involve
me in a round of balls and other enter.
tainments. | do not want to be her
nit. A few friends will be greai