Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1872-08-22
THE STORY OLA W0MAN's LIFE.

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"Good morning, Mrs. Morton. I
just run in moment to inquire if
bit of news.I have heard be true It
is too incredible for me to believe,
for with sll your practical ideas Of
life, cannot think You would carrv
your peculiar notions to such length
as tits
Pray what have been doing now
Mrs. Ellis2" said Mrs. Morton. rs she
quietly arose and offered her visitor
chair. "Your words and looks are
ominous. Have I committed such a
breach of propriety that Madam
Grundy has found it necessary to
lrrl her thunder of ezcnmmunicstion
against ne? Come, silence my ers-
pense onickly;;" and with a pleasant
smile the lady awaited her visitors
revelation.
"Why, lam told that You have
actually apprenticed Belle to pub
Usher, in order that she may become
compositor. Every one was talking
about it last evening at Mrs. Wilson's
party, and all thought it a great pity
that so beautiful and accomplished
girl as Isabelle Morton should be
withdrawn from that society she is so
we'll fitted to adorn,. and. immured
within the walls of dingy. old pub
lishing-house, simply because her
mother chooses to sacrifice her child
to that Moloch of her's-work. As
for me, I cannot think you are SO
blind to your only daughters inter
ests.'
"Yes, it is true" said Mrs. Nor
ton, glancing up moment from her
work, for her fingers were ever busy
with something. But I see nothing
in this to create such profound sen
sation. Belle is. not lost to society;
she will have many hours for recrea-
ton, and viii thus be enabled to
meet any reasonable demands society
may make upon her.
No doubt she will. Is it posi-
BE, Mrs. Morton, you do not know
that you are effectually banshing
your daughter from society? For, OF
course, much as l do deplore such a
state of affairs, our set could never
recognise an humble type-setter as
one of themselves. This is al wrong,
I admit, but public opinion. regulates
these matters, and one must drift with
the current, you know. Belle has
just graduated with the highest non
ors, and with her lovely manners and
fresh young face, might command the
most eligible match in the city. 1t
is absolutely cruel to sacrifice the
sweet girl in this way
"Well, Mrs. Ellis, I take up the
gauntlet society has thro IN down,
and shall fearlessly perform what |
conceive to be my duty. though | am
never again recognized by one OF
those with whom am accustomed to
associate. Out upon these arlstocratlc
lotions about work, imported from
la,.ds where dcspotism grlnds With
its iron heel the laborer and his Oft
spring. What business have A"erl
cans harboring such ideas: It is my
:im to make of Belle en- independen5,
self reliant woman. As TO marriage.
| an not at all concerned about thai
The man who would scorn her nant
because that hand vas abie TO earn rs
fair possessor's support, l Would scorn
to receive into my family. It's my
desire that she may grow up noble
useful woman, fitted 10 reign a very
queen III the hearts OF husband ana
children, should heaven hestow' such
priceless gifts upon her. At the sam
time. want her character to be s.
symmetrical that should she never
meet one who appreciated her, Si.y
may cheerfully ill up this great void
IN her life by devoting herself 10
some noble pursuit. | think parents
commls a grave error in not practi
cafly educating their daughters as
well as THEN sons. IN it, and not il.
legislation, may be found the solunon
10 the vexed question that is Row agl.
tating our sex ali over The sand, anu
breaking out in discontented laur-
mutings everywhere.
10, it is all very we'll for people
TO work who's. necessities require 1t,
said Mrs. Ellis; out Belle is yoai
only 'child, and will inherit youl
large fortune What need Aas she
to work .
because she wil! be happier II
she is useful!!y enplo, ed. Besides
the wheel OF fortune Is a revolving
one, and though to-day we may be
rolling in luxury, tomorrow may
find us. crushed beneath the Jugger-
uaut OF ln:s.;or.une. listen while
briefly relate the story OF my early
womanhood. I would might write
it as with a pen of fire upon the brain
nj avery mother IN the land On,