The Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1855-1875, 1866-09-06

and Cynthia is very genteel. But
excuse my curiosity, Miss Teller-hov
did you become acquainted with Mr.
Parker, and not with his daughter
Grace colored.
.Business brought me in contact fire.
quently with the gentleman of whom
you speak. but never happened to meet
Miss Parker
Mrs. Seymour gave little start in her
chair-she was beginning to see through
the mystery.
Perhaps you have something to do
with the calico factory"
Il have" said Grace with calm dig
nifty.
ga factory grip" gasped Mrs. Sey-
mour, growing red and white.
'sIs there any disgrace in the title?''
quietly asked Grace, although her own
cheeks were dyed crimson.
Disgrace! Oh, no-certainly not
there's no harm in earning ones living
in an honorable way" returned Mrs.
Seymour, absently. The fact was, she
was thinking in her inmOst mind, 'W hat
acM Frank say?" and anticipating the flag
of triumph she was about to wave over
him
81 do not hesitate to confess" went
on Grace, looking Mrs. Seymour full in
the eyes, ''that to the calico factory
owe my daily bread
''Very laudable, I'm sure" said the
old lady, growing little uneasy under
the blue clear gaze, ''only-there are the
steps and graduations in all society, you
know, and-I am a little surprised to
find you so intimate with Miss Elton,
whose family is
Mary cams over to Grace's side, and
stopped to kiss her cheek
"My dearest friena--my most precious
she murmured, Il should
be quite lost without her, Mrs. Seymour
The old lady took her leave stiffly,
and did not ask Grace to return her call,
although she extended an invitation to
Mary, couched in the politest and most
distant terms.
Frank" she calculated, never once
stopping to remove sh;.wl or bonnet, and
bursting into her SON. s studio like an ex-
press messenger of life and death news,
who do you suppose your paragon of
Miss Teller is?'
s The loveliest of her SEX returned
Frank, briefly and comprehensivcly.
"A factory girl screamed the old lady,
,irl!'
We'll, what of that2
What Of that? Frank Seymour, you
,ever mean to say that you would have
anything to say to common factory
yirl!'
4 should pronounce her a very un
common factory girl said the young
man, with aggravating calmness.
. Frank, don't jest with me- pleaded
the poor little mother, with tears in her
eyes Tell me at once you will give up
this fancy for a girl that is no way equal
to YOU
.No-she is in no respect my equal
Frank with reddening cheek
and sparkling eye, but it is because she
is in every respect my superior Grace
Teller is one of the noblest women that
ever breathed this terrestrial air, as well
as one of the most beautiful. Mother, I
love her, and she has promised to be my
wife,
Mrs Seymour sat down, limp, lifeless
and despairing.
Frank, Fraak, never thought to see
my son marry common factory girl
And. then torrent of tears came to
her relief, while Frank went off quietly
touching up the scarlet foliage of a
splendid old maple in the foreground OF
of his picture
- -
SO you are determined to marry me.
Frank, in spite of everything?'
Grace Teller had been crying-the dew
was yet on her eye-lashes, and the un-
natural crimson upon her cheeks, as
Frank Seymour came in, and Mary Elton
considerably slipped out to search fol
a missing pattern
Il should rather think so,' said Frank
looking admiringly down on the COLDER
head that was STOPPING among the pan
sizes
But your mother thinks me far below
you in social position
Social position be-ignored. Wha
do care for social position, as long a
my little Oracle has consented to max
the sunshine of my own home"
Yes, but Frank
Well, but, Gracie?' '
DO you really love me?'
For answer, he took both the fair, deli
cate little hands in his, and locke,
steadily into her eyes.
Frank, said Grace, demurely, In