The post. [volume] (Middleburg, Snyder County, Pa.) 1864-1883, 1878-08-22
"Are you acquainted with Gym.

him.
! "Are you acquainted with Gym.
thia r
mo, I believe Miss Parker spends
most Of her time In this city"
"That's very true said Mrs. Sey'
mour, sagely Cynthia says there's
no society worth having in Factory
ville-only tho girls that work in che
factory Cynthia is very genteel
; But excuse my curiosity, Miss Tel.
ler-how did you become aoquaint-
cd with Mr.. Parker and not will
his daughter 2
Grace colored.
Business brought me in contact
) frequently with the gentleman ol
whom you speak. But | never hap.
Ipenod to meet his daughter. r"
Mrs Seymour gave q little start in
her chair-she was beginning TO see
through the mystery.
"Porhaps you have something TO
do with the calico factory ?
II have said Grace with calm
dignity.
"A factory girl p gasped Mrs.
Seymour, growing red and white.
as there any disgrace in the ii
tic ? quietly asked Grace, although
her own cheeks we're dyed crimson.
Disgrace Oh, no--certainly
not there's no harm in earning
ones living in any honorably way,
returned Mrs. Seymour, absently.
The fact was, she was thinking iu
her inmost mind, what will Frank
soy Z and anticipating the flag OF
triumph she was about to wave over
him.
II do not hesitate to confess y
went on Grace, looking Mrs. Sey-
mour full in the face, "that to the
calico factory | owe my daily bread.
Every laudable, Tn sure, said
the old lady, growing little uneasy
under the clear blue gaze, "only-
there are steps and gradations in all
society you know, and-I am a little
surprised to find you so intimate
with Miss Elton whose family is
Mary came over to Grace's side,
and stopped to kiss her cheek.
"My dearest friend-my most pre-.
cious companion she murmured,
II should be quiet lost without her,
Mrs. Seymour
The old lady took her leave stjfly,
and did not ask Grace to retun her
call, although she extended an invi,
tation to Mary, couched in the po-
litest and most distent terms.
"Frank j. she calculated, never
once stopping to remove her bon
net, and bursting into her sons stu
dio like an express messenger Of life
and death news, ''who do you sup-
pose your paragon Of Miss Teller
is?'
''The loveliest OF her SEX return
ed Frank, briefly and comprehensi>
vely.
"a factory girl |! screamed the old
lady at the height Of her longs, a
factory grill
swell, what of that y
"What of that 4! Frank Seymour,
you never mean to say that you
would have anything to say to o
common factory girl !
II should pronounce her very
uncommon factory girl, said the
young man, with an aggravating
calmness.
"Frank. don't jest with me, plead.
cd the poor little mother, with tears
in her eyes. "Tell me at once you
will give up this fancy for a girl that
is in no way equal to you.'
"No-she is in no respect my
equal, returned Frank, with reddsn-
ing 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 BREATH
ed this terrestrial air. as we'll as one
of the most beautiful. Mother, /
love her. and she has promised to
be my wife,
Mrs. Seymour sat down. limp, life
less and despairing.
"Frank Frank / never thought
to see my son marry q common fac'
tory girl.
And then torrent Of tears came
to her relief, while Frsuk went on
quietly touching up to tho scarlet
foliage OF o splendid old maple in
the foreground Of bis picture.
-
$50 you are determined to marry
me, Frank, in spite Of everything 7
Grace Teller had been orying-the
dew yet on her eyelashes, and the
unnatural crimson on hef cheeks, as
Frank Seymour came in, and Mary
Eltsn considerably slipped out ''to
look for q missing pattern.
~ should think 30, 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
"Social position be-ign0red.
What do | care for social position,