The Union and journal. [volume] (Biddeford, Me.) 1858-1882, 1867-01-04

but otherwise she was calm and sclf.pOs
.essed, AMI readily parried the old lady :,
in,errogatories.
avery warm this morning." said the old
lady, tanning herself "Do they have
warm weather where you came frum, Miss
Teller?'
II believe it is very snltry in Factorville, V
said Grace, composedly taking another
needleful Of white silk.
.Factorville? Is that your native place
Perhaps then you know Mr.. Parker-Cyn.
tl,ia Parkers fa,hcr-who is surerin,end.
ent in the great calico mills there 7"
"very WE'LL have often seen him."
.Are you acquainted wi,l,..Cynt,ia ?"
"No-lbelieve Miss Parker spends most
Of her time in this city"
"rhat's very true" said Mrs Seymour,
ssgely. "'ynthia often says there's no 80.
ciety worth having in Factorville-only the
girls that work in the factory and Cynthia
is very grnrceL l'ut-excuse my curiosity
Miss Teller-how did you become acquaint.
cd with Mr.. Parker, and not with his daugh.
ter?"
Grace colored.
"Husincss brought me in contact frequent.
ly with the gentleman Of whom you speak,
but never happened to meet Miss Par.
kerr"
Mrs. Seymour gave little start in her
cl,air-shc WIS beginning to see through
the mystery.
"Perhaps you have something to do with
the calico factory?"
81 have" said Grace, with calm dignity.
"a factory girl ?" gaspcd Mrs. Seymour
growing rel and white.
"ls there any disgrace in the tnle?" quiz
city asked Gncc, although her own cheeks
were dyed crimson.
Disgrace? oh, no, certainly not there
is no harm in earning one S living in an
honest way," returned Mrs. Seymour, alb
.en,ly,-tlic fact was, she was thinking in
her inlnost mind. "what ,r,H Frank say"
an'l anticipating the flag Of triumph she
was about to wave over him.
IL do no, hesitate to confess" went on
Grace, looking Mrs. Seymour full in the
eyes, "that to the calico factory | owe my
daily bread"
'Very laudable, lin sure" said the old
lady, growing little uneasy under the blue
clear gaze, "only there are steps and gra.
da,ions in all society. you know. and-and
! lam a little surprised to find you so init.
mate with Miss Elton, whose family is"
Mary came over to Gracc's side, and
stopped to kiss her check.
"My dearest friend-my most precious
companion," she murinured," should be
quite lost without her. Mrs. Seymour.
The old lady took her leave s,iflly, and
did not ask Grace to return her CALI al
though she extended an invitation to Mary
vouched in the politest and most distinct
terms.
Frank she calculated never once
stopping to remove shawl or bonnet, "who
do you suppose your paragon Of Miss
Teller is ?"
.The lovliest Of her SEX" returned
Frank, briefly and comprehensively.
A factory girl - screamed the old lady
at the top Of her lungs. "a fac-to-ry
girl :"
"Well, what Of that ~
"What Of that {? Frank Seymour, you
never mean to say that you would have
anything to say to common factory girl"
Il should pronounce her very uncom.
mon factory girl mother" said the young
man, with nggravaing calmness
"Frank don, jes, with me-" pleaded the
poor little mother, with tears in her eyes
"Tell me at once that You will give up this
idle fancy Tor girl who is in no respect
equal to YOU"
"No-she is in no respect my eqnal,"
returned Frank, with rc,ldening cheek and
sparkling eye, but it is because she is in
avery respect my superior. Grace Teller
is one Of the noble,t women that ever
brcatl,ed this terrestrial air, rs we'll as the
most beautiful. Mother, ! love her, and
she has promised to be my wife
Mrs Seymour sa, down, limp lifcless
and despairing.
Frank, Frank, never thought to sec
my sou marry factory girl"
Aud then torrent Of tears came to her
relief, while Frank wen, on quietly touch
ing up the scarlet foliage Of splendid oil
maple in the foreground Of his picture.
"So you arc determined to marry me.
Frank, in spite OF cvery,hingT"
Grace Teller had been crying the dew
was yet on her cyclasIes, and the unnatur.
al crimson on her cheeks. as Frank Sey-
mour came in, and Mary Elton consider.
s,ely slipped out "to search for missing
pattern"
~ should rather think so," said Frank,
looking admiringly down on the golden
head that was STOPPING among the pansics.
i'ut your mother thinks me far below
you in social position"
"Social position bc-ignorcd. What do
] care for social position, as long as my lii,
tie Grncc has consented to make sunshine
Of my home 80
ayes hut, Funk-'
"Wcll. but, Grace;"
Z. 10 YOU really love me-"
Enr nnsurr hn ionL hath lha Gair .l.l;