The Emporia news. [volume] (Emporia, Kan.) 1859-1881, 1878-08-09


i Yes, know that she is remark
ably pretty girl, with a voice that
sounds exactly like the low, soft
ripple of the little rivulet where 1
used to play when a boy
Nonsense H said Mrs. Seymour,
sharply.
well, then, if you are not satisf-
ed with my description of her as
she is, would you like to know what
she will be?'
Mrs. Seymour looked puzzled.
Mother, l think one day she will
be my wife,
Frank Frank! are you crazy p
Not that l know of said Mr..
Seymour, cOmposediv, squeezing a
little deep blue on his pallet out OF
q dainty tin tube, and mixing it
thoughttully.
'We know SO little about her,
thought Mrs. Seymour. FTo be sure
she is visiting Mary Elton, and Ma
ry belongs to a very good family,
if she does live in half house and
take in embroidery for living. But
then she has no style at all compar-
ed with Cynthia Parker, and Gym
thia always did fancy our Frank.
Then, moreover, she has five or six
thousand dollars of her own. But,
dear me a young man in love is the
most headstrong creature alive
Mrs. Seymour unused a while
longer, and thea put on her mouse
coIOred silk bonnet and gray shawl,
and set out on q tour of investiga-
ton.
I'll find out something about
Miss Teller, or I'll know the reason
why thought the indefatigable
widow.
Miss Grace Teller was Eat home
helping Mary Elton On an elaborate
piece of embroidery: The room
where the two girls sat was very
plain, carpeted with the cheapest in
grain, and curtained with very or
binary pink and white chintz, yet it
looked snug and CHEEKY, for the fat
blackbird was chirping noisily in
the window, and q stand of migno-
nette and VelVet-blossomed pansies
gave delightful tint to this pretty
picture of every day life.
Mary Elton was pale, thin and
not at all pretty there was a trem-
ulous sweetness about her mouth
which seemed to whisper that she
might have been different under
different circumstances. Grace Tel
Ter was lovely blonde, with large
blue eyes, rose-leaf skin, and hair
whose luminous gold fell over her
forehead like an aureole.
As Mrs. Seymour entered a deep
er shade of pink stole over Grace's
beautiful cheek, but otherwise she
was calm and self-possessed, and
readily parted the old lady's inter-
rOgatories.
very warm morning, this said
the old lady, tanning herself. EDo
they have as warm weather where
you came from, Miss Teller? p
Il believe it is very sultry in Fac
toryVille,' replied Grace, composed
ly taking another needleful of
white silk.
'Factoryville is that your native
place? Perhaps then you know Mr..
Parker-Cynthia Parker's father,
who is superintendent in the great
calico mills there? ?
Very well, have often seen
him.
Are you acquainted with Gym
thia p -,
fNO-I believe Miss Parker spends
most of her time in this city
THAT is very true,' said Mrs. Sey-
mour sagety; Cynthia says there's
no soclely worth having in Factory
Vile; Cynthia is very genteel. But
excuse my curiosity, Miss Teller
how did you become acquainted
with Mr.. Parker and not with his
'dsughter?'
Grace colored.
Business brought me in contact
frequently with the gentleman of
whom you speak. But 1 never hap
pened to meet his daughter
Mrs. Seymour gave a little start
in her chair-she was beginning to
see through the mystery.
Perhaps you have something to
do with the calico factory?'
Il have, said Grace with calm dig
nifty.
"A factory girll' gasped Mrs. Sey-
mour, growing red and white.
SIS there any disgrace in the title p
quietly asked Grace, although her
own cheeks were dyed crimson.
'Disgracel Oh, no-certainly not
there's no harm in earning ones
living in an honorable way return
ed Mrs. Seymour, absently. The
fact was she was thinking in her in
most mind, 'What will Frank say p
and anticipating the flag of triumph
she was about to wave over him.
Il do not hesitate to confess went
on Grace. looking Mrs. Seymour
full in the eyes, that to the calico
factory owe my daily bread
Very landable, I'm sure said the
old lady, growing little uneasy I'M
der tine clear blue gaze, 'only-there
are steps and gradations in all soci-
ETY., 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-
c1ous companion, she murmured,
4 should be quite lost without her,
Mrs. Seymour
The old lady took leave stiflly, and
did not ask Grace to return her call,
although she extended an invitation
to Mary, couched in the politest and
most distant terms. SEQ,
'FrankP she calculated, never
once stopping to remove shawl or
bonnet, and bursting into her sons
studio like an express messenger of
life and death news, who do you
suppose your paragon of a Miss
Teller is !?
The loveliest of her SEX return
ed Frank, briefly and comprehen-
siYely.
"A factory girl' screamed the old
lady at the height of her lungs, "a
factory girlI'
well, what of that?'
what of that? Frank Seymour,
you never mean to say that you
would have anything to say to
common factory grip
4 should pronounce her a very
uncommon factory GIRL said the
young man with aggraVating calm
ness. a
Frank, don't jest with me- plead
ed the poor little mother with tears
in her eyes. Tell me at once that
You will give up this fancy for q girl
that is in no way your equal.
sNo-she is in no respect my
equal returned Frank, with red
deniBg cheek and sparkling eye, sbut
il is because she As in every respect
nay superior. Grace Teller is one
of the noblest women that ever