Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1868-03-13
MARCH l3, 1858.

daiiy bread.
Very udible. Tn sure" said the old
lailY growing little uneasy under the clear
blue eaxc, ''only--,bsre arc steps and gra.
dations in all society. vou know, and-I am
little surprised to find YOU so intimate
with Miss Elton. whose family is" Mary
came over to Gracc's side. and stopped to
kiss her cheek.
My dearest friend-my mos, preciou.
companion" she murmured. 81 should be
quite los, without ber. Mrs. Seymour"
The old lady took Der lesve siifIiy. and
did not ask Grace TO return her call. al
though she extended an invitation to Mary.
couched in the politest and most distant
terms.
Frank ~ she calculated. never once
stopping to remove her shawl or bonnet,
and bursting into her sons studio like an
cxprc messenger OF life and death news,
"Who ito you suppose your paragon OF
Miss Teller i-?"
The loveiist OF her sex, - returned Frank
briefly and comprchensivcly.
"A factory giri!r scream ed the old lady
a, the high, OF her lungs. "a factory girl :"
well what OF that?"
What OF that? Frank Seymour. you
never mean to say that you would have any
thing to say to common factory giIl."
II should pronounce her = very uncom-
mon factory girl" sa'd the young man. with
aggravating calmnes.
Frank. don't Jest with mo-" pleaded the
poor little mother with tears in her ewes
Tell me at once you will give up this fancy
Tor g'rl that IL IN no way equal to you"
"No-she iS in no respect my equal
returned Frank. with reddcniug cheek and
sparkling eye. but it IL because she i. in
every respect my superior. Grace Teller
Is one oil the noblest women that ever
breathed this terrestrial air. a $ we'll as one
oil the most beautiful. Mother. love her,
and she has promised 20 be my wife
Mira. Seymour sat down. limp, lfeless
and despairmg
Frank, Frank. I never thought to see
my son marry common factory girl
And then torreut of ieais came TO her
relief. while Frank went off quietly touch l.
ing up the scarlet foliage OF a splendid oil j
maple in the foreground of his picture.
$50 you are determined to marry me. .
Frank, in spite of everything?"
Grace Teller had been crying--fhe dew
YET has Ia .t.. k.
crimson on her cheeks. as Frank Seymour
caue in, and Mary Elton cons ideratelY
slipped out '',o look for a missing pattern. =
II shoali rather think So" said Frank
looking admiringly down on the gold head
that was STOPPING among the pansies.
But your mother thinks me far below
you in social position"
4 Social position be-ignored. What dc
l care for social position, as long as m,
little Oracle has consented to make the
sunshine OF my home"
"Ycs, but Frank
well, but Grace?"
"Do you really love me?"
/ For answer. he took both the fair delicat,
little hands in his. and looked ste al lily int
her eyes.
Frank" said Grace. demurely. I'u
afraid you will make dreadfuIly strong
~illed. obstinate sor, of husband"
II sEouldn wonder. Grlcie."
And so the golden twilight faded into
purple, softer than the shallow ol Easter
arnethy SITS, anil the stars came out. one b,
one, aud still M,ry Elton didn't succeed in
finding that pattern.
Mrs Seymour vas tho first guest to ar
rive at Mrs. R,ndaIls select soiree on The
first "Wednesday evening in July--ths fact
was. she wanted 8 chance 10 couti1e her
griels 30 Mrs. Randall's sympa,be, ic ear.
"Cping1 Yes. Of course ! have been
crying. Mrs Randall; I've done nothing
but cry for week -
Mercy on Us" said Mrs. Randall. ele.
vaiing her kid gloyed hands. what is the
maiter2 ! hope Frank isn't in any sor, .
trouble
My dear" b" said the oil lady in mystc
rious whispers, Frank has been entrspped
inveigled into. the most dreadful eniangle
mem, Did you ever fancy that be, ,h,
most fsstidious and particular Of create,
beings. could be resolutely determined ot
msnying--a factory grip"
Mrs Randall uttered sn exclamation n
horriied surprise. and at tho same momen
a patty OF guests were announced, anon,
whom was Miss Grace Teller. Iookin
rather more lovely than usual
well. thoughi Mrs. Seymour. as be
hostess hurried away to welcome the ne'