Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-08-04
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my dearest friend my most precious
companion, I" she mumured, 81 should be
quite lost without her, Mrs Seymour"
| The old lady took her leave stif1y, and
did not ask Grace to return her call, al
! though she extended an invitation to
Diary, couched in the politest and most
distant terms.
Crank" she calculated, never once
| stopping to remove shawl OF bonnet, and
bursting into her sons studio like an ex-
press messenger of life and death news,
who do you suppose your paragon of a
Miss Teller ls2n
1.-THE loveliest of her SEX returned
Frank, briefly and COMPREHENSIVE. -
"a factory grill" screamed the old
lady at the height Of her lungs, ga fac
tory girl' ?
"Well, what of thata"
well, what of that2 Frank Seymour.
you never mean to say that you would
have anything to say to common fac
tory girl'
81 should pronounce her very uncom-
mon factory girl" said the young man,
with an agggravating calmnes..
Frank, don't jest with me-" pleaded
the poor little mother with tears in her
eyes: Tell me at once you will give
up this fancy for a girl who is in no Bay
equal to you.'
" No--she is in no respect nv eoual.o
returned frank, with reddening cheek
and sparkling eye, "but that is because
! she IS in every respect my superior.
Grace Teller is one of the noblest women
| that ever breathed this terrestrial air. as
we'll as one of the most beautiful. Moth
er love her, and she has promised to
be my wife"
Mrs Seymour sat down, limp, Hfeless
and despairing.
Frank! Frank! I never thought to
see my son marry q common factory girl.
| And then torrent Of tears came to
her relief, while Frank went on quietly
touching up the scarlet foliage of =
splendid Old maple in the foreground
his picture.
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so you are determined TO marry me,
Frank, IN spite OF everything2n
&. Grace Teller had been crying--rhe dew
yet on her eye-lashes, and the unnatural
crimson on her cheeks, as Frank Sew
mour came In, and Mary Elton consider
ately slipped out "to look for missing
pattern"
81 should think So" said Frank. look
ing 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--ignored What do
care Tor social position, as long as my
little Grace has consented to make the
sunshine of my own home"
Eyes. but Frank"
swell, but Grace2"
0Do you really love me2''
For answer, he took both the fair DELI
cate little hands in his, and looked stead
lily in her eyes.
! Frank said Grace demurely, aI,m
afraid you will make a dreadful strong
Wllled, obstinate sort Of husband
VI shouldn't wonder, Gracie."
/ And SO the gold twilight faded into
purple, softer than the Eastern amethysts,
and the stars came out, one by one, and
still Mary Elton didn't succeed in finding
the pattern.
/ Mrs. Seymour was the first guest to ar.
rive at Mrs. Randall's select soilee on the
f'rst Wednesday evening in July-the
tact was she wanted chance to confide
her grleis to Mrs. Randall's sympathetic
ear. Wv
0cryings Yes, Of course I have been
crying for a week"
mercy on u.s. said Mrs. Randall 81.
eyatlng her kid-gloyed hands what is
the matter! / hope Frank isn't in anv
sort of trouble"
"My dear" said the old LADY, in mvs-
ferrous whispers, Frank has been en-
trapped, inveigled into tine most dread
ful ENHANCEMENT. Did you ever fancy
that he. the most fastidious and particu-
Lar O. created beings, could be resolutely
girl?" 1870
Mrs. Randall uttered an exclamation of
horrlfled surprise, and at the same mo-
ment party of guests were announced.
among whom was Miss Grace Teller.
looking rather more lovely than usual.
| well, . thought Mrs Seymour, as her
hostess hurried away to welcome the new
corners, "Wlll wonders never cease2
trace Teller at Mrs. Randall's soriee I
But suppose it's all on account of MARY
Elton's uncle,th judge. Here comes NJ
Parker and Cynthia-dear me.
what curious mixture our American
society is; how they will be shocked at
meeting Grace Teller"
lnyoluntarlly she advanced a step or
two to witness the meeting. Mr.. Parker
looked quite as much astonished as she
mad expected, but somehow it was net
| just the kind of as.onishment that was on
the programme.
"Miss Grace; you hereg Why, when
dld you come from FactoryvilleS'
| 'lou are acquainted with Miss Teller2,
asked Mrs. Randall, with some surprise.
| Quite well; in fact I have had the
management of her property for some
years. Miss Teller is the young lady who
owns the extensive calico factories. from
which our Village takes its name.n
| Dear met CALCULATED Mrs. Seymour
turning pale and sinking down on {, di-
van near her. "Why, they say the heiress
OF the old gentleman who owned the
Fact'ryyille property is the richest girl
in the country"
! "Grace," said Frank, grayely and al
most sternly, swhat does this mean?'
| The blue eyes filled with tears as she