The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1867-08-24
Misfellaiteons.
TIE FACTORY GIRL.

II was little studio quite at the top Of tie
house. Upon the easal that occupied the post Of
honor In the middle Of the room, was piece oi
canvass glowing with soft tints Of spring land
scape, and Frank Seymour stood before Il, palette
10 hand, bis large brown eyes dreamy With sort
Of Inspiration.
In . comfortable easy chair by the door sat q
plump rosey little female 10 4 lace cap with plen-
" OF narrow white satin ribbon fuitering from
II, and q silver grey poplin dress-Mrs. Seymour,
In fact, our artists mother who had Just come
up from the very basement, TO see how Frank
was getting along.
Here mother said the young man with an
enthusiastic sparkle bis in eye just see the way
that sunset light touches the topmost branches Of
the old apple tree. like the brown subdued
gold OF that tint; Il somehow reminds me Of Grace
Tellers hair.
Mrs. Seymour moved a little uncasily in her
chair.
It's very pretty, buiit strikes me. Frank, you
are lately discovering good many similitudes
between Miss Teller and your pictures
Frank laughed good humoredly.
Well mother, she Is pretty.
Yes, don't deny that she's pretty enough.
Now mother, what's the meaning Of that am
biguous tone p demanded the young arts,
pleasantly. What have you discovered abou,
Miss Teller that isn't charming and womanly and
loveable?
frank, 90 you Know WHO she isF
Yes know that she Is q remarkably pretty
girl, with voice that sounds exactly like the
low, soft rivulet where used 10 play when wal
q boy,
Nonsense, said Mrs. Seymour sharply.
Well then II you asc not satisfied with my
description Of her as she is would yon like 10
know what see will be-
Mrs Seymour looked puzzled.
Mother think one DAY she will ie nv wife :"
Frank Frank are you crazy
Not that know OF. said Mr.. Seymour COM
posedly squeezing little deep blue on his palette
from dainty tin tube and mixing it ihoughifuly
weknow so little about her, thought Mrs.
seymour To he sure she Is visiting Mary Elton,
and Mary belongs 10 n very good family il she
does live In half house, and take in fine embroi.
derry for living. But then, she has no style
compared with Cynthia llarker, and Cynthia al
ways did fancy our Frank. Then moreover, she
hasfve or six thousand dollars OF her own. But,
dear me young man in love is the most head
strong creature alive
Mrs. Seymour mused u while longer and
then put on her mouse colored silk bonnet and
grey shawl, and sci ont on tour of nvesliga-
ton.
T'll find out about Miss Teller, or I'll know
the reason why, thought the interchangeable wi.
dow.
Miss Grace Teller was a, home. helping Mary
room where the two girls sat WAS plain, carpcied
with the very cheapest ingram, and curtaine,l
with very ordinary pink and white chintz, yet Il
looked snug and CHEEKY for the fat black bird was
chirping in the window and stand Of fmignoneitc
and velvc, blossomed pansies gave a delicate re.
fncincni 10 the detail Of every day life.
Mary Elton was pale, and not at all pretty,
though there was tremuous sweetness about her
mouth that seemed 10 Whisper that she might have
bccn In very different circumstances. Grace Teller
was q lively blonde, with large blue eyes rose
leaf skin, and hair whose luminous gold fell over
her forehead like an aurcola.
As Mrs. seymour entered, deeper shade Of
pink stole over Grace's beautiful cheeks, but
otherwiseshe wascalm and selfpossesscd, and rea-
Oily parried the old lady's inieriogatories.
Very warm this morning, said the old lady.
tanning herself. DO they have warm weather
where you came from, Miss Teller p
y believe II Is very sultry In Factoryvillr, said
grace, ccmposedly taking another needlcfull Of
white silk.
Factory willie ! Is iha, your native place? q? Per-
haps. then you know Mr.. Parker--Cynihia Par
ker's father-who Is superintendent Of the great
calico mills there I?
Very WE'LL have seen him.
Are you acquainted with Cynthia ??
No I believe Miss Parker spends most Of her
time In this city
That's very true, said Mrs. Seymour eagerly.
Cynthia often says there's no society worth hav.
ing In Facioryvillc-on the girls that work In
the factory, and Cynthia Is very genteel. But
excuse my curiosity, Miss Teller-how did you
become acquainted with Mr.. Parker and not his
daughterf
Grace colored.
'Business brought me In contact frequently
with the gentleman Of whom you speak, but
never Mapped 10 meet Miss Parker
Mrs.. Seymour gave n little start In her chair ;
she was beginning 10 see through the mystery.
Perhaps you have something TO do with the
calico factory ?
4 have said Grace with calm dignity.
"A factory girl gasPed Mrs. Seymour grow.
ing red and white.
rs there any disgrace In the tilleg quietly ask
cd Grace, although her own checks were dye
Ing crimson.
Disgrace oh, no-eerlainly not there
no harm 10 earning ones living in an honest
way returned Mrs Seymour abscntly. The fact
was she was thinking In her inmosi mind, what
will Frank say and anticipating the hag ol
triumph she was about TO wave over him.
7 do not hesitate 10 confess went on Grace,
looking Mrs. Seymour full In the eye, tina, 10 the
calico factory owe my daily bread
Very laudable I'm sure, said the old lady
growing lltsle uneasy under the blue, cleal
gaze, only there are steps and gradations In al
society, you know, and-and ! am little sur
ptised 70 hnd you 50 intimate with Miss Elton
whose family Is-'
Mary came over to Graces side aud s,OOped q
kiss her cheek.
Ny deapest friend, my most precious eompan
ion, she murmured, 4 should he quite lost with
out her Mrs. Seymour