The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1878-06-26

udb = yer t.De, SdlQ Mrs. SeV-
monr. sagely; aCynthia says there
is no society worth having in Fac.o-
ryvilIe-only tie girls that work in
the factory; Cynthia is very genteel.
But-exeuse my curiosity, Miss
Tellsr-how DID you become ae.
quaiuted with Mr.. Parker snd not
with his daughter p
i Craze colorsd.
Business brought me in con.lct
frequently with the gentleman Of
whom ycu speak Bas | never hap
pened 10 meet his daughter"
Mrs. Seymour gave o little start 10
her chair-she was beginning TO see
through the mystery.
Perhaps you have something 70
do with tie calico factory ,"
Il have" saie Grace, with calm
dignity.
"A factory girl!7 gasped Mrs
Seymour, growing red aud whse.
is there any disgrace in the Il.
tic 2" quietly asked Grace. although
her own cheeks we're dyed crimson.
Disgrace! On, no - certainly
not; there's no harm in earning ores
living in an honorablo way" return
ed Mrs. Seymour, abseatly. The
fact was, she was thinking in her in
most mind, "WhEt viii Frank sav?"
and anticipating the flag of triumph
she would ware over him.
II do not hesitate to confess. 5"
went on Grace. looking Mrs. Sey-
mour full in the eyes, "that to the
calico factory lowe my daily bread"
Very laudable, I'm sure" said
the old lady, growing q little uneasy
under the clear blue gaze, "only there
are steps aud giadations in all socio-
| ty, you know. and-I am little sar-
prised to fnd yeu 60 intimate with
Miss Elton, whose family is-n
Mary came ever to Grace's side,
and stopped to kiss her cheek.
my dearest friend - my most
precious companion" she murmured,
81 should be quite lost without her,
Mrs. Seymour.n
The old lady took her leave sdflg.
and did not ask Grace to return her
call. although she extended an iBvi-
tation to Mary, eouched in the most
polite ond distant terms.
Frank :" she calculated, never
once stopping TO remove shawl or
bonnet, and bursting into her sons
studio like an express messenger Of
lite and death news, "who do you
suppose ycur pacsgon Of Miss Tel
Ter is ?n
"The loveliest OF her sex" return
ed Frank, briefly ard comprehon-
sigely.
"A factory girl" screamed tie /
old lady at the height Of her laags, /
"a factory girl z
"Well, what Of that"
What Of .hat? Frank Seymour, /
you never mesk to say that you
would have anything to say 70 q
common factory girl ?n
81 should 7-saannees her o very
uncommon fsctory girl" sail the I
young man with an aggraFating
calmness.
Frank, don't jest with me, plead
ed the poor little mother with tears
in her eyes. "Tell me at once the;
you will give Up this fancy for girl
that is in no way equal to you"
"No, she is in no respect my equal, -
returned Frank, with reddenipg
cheek and sparkling eye "But it is
because she is in every respect my
Grace Teller is one Of the
noblest women that ever breathed
this terrestrial air, as well as one of
the most beautiful. Mother, | love
her, and she hes promised TO be my
wife :"
Franz, Frank never thought to
see my son marry common factory
girl"
Mrs. Seymour sat down, limp, life
less and despairing
Aud then a torrent of tears came
to her relief. while Frank went on
quietly touching up the scarlet fOli-
age of a splendid old maple in the
foreground of his picture.