The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1879-09-09

belongs TO very gOOu lamlly, III sne
does live in half house and takes in
fine embroidery for living. But then
she has no style at all compared with
Cynthia Parker, and Cynthia always did
fancy our Frank. Then, moreover, she
has five or six thousand dollars of her
own. But, dear, me, young man in
love is the most headstrong creature
alive"
Mrs. Seymour mused while longer,
and then put on her mouse-colored silk
bonnet and gray shawl, and set out upon
tour of investigation"
"I'll find out something about Miss
Teller, or I'll know the reason why,".
thought the indefatigable widow.
Miss Grace Teller was "at home,"
helping Mary Elton in an elaborate
piece of fine embroidery. The room
where the two girls sat was very plain,
carpeted with the cheapest ingram, and
curtained with very ordinary pink and
white chintz, yet it looked snug and
CHEEKY, for the fat blackbird was chip
ing noisily in the window, and stand
of mignonette and velvet-blossomed pam
sizes gave delightful tint to this pretty
picture of everyday life.
Mary Elton was pale, thin, and not at
all pretty there was tremulous sweet
ness about her mouth that seemed to
whisper that she might have been diff
ferent under different circumstances
Grace Teller was lovely blonde, with
large blue eyes, rose-leafed skin, and
hair whose luminous gold fell over her
forehead like an aureole.
AS Mrs. Seymour entered, deeper
shade of pink stole over Grace's beauti-
full cheek, but otherwise she was calm
and self-possessed, and readily parried
the old lady's interrogatories.
every warm this morning." said the
old lady tanning herself. DO they
have as warm weather where you came
from, Miss Teller ?''
81 believe it is very sultry in Facto-
ryville," said Grace, composedly 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 p''
"Very well have often seen
him."
" Are you acquainted with Cynthia ?"
No-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 Factoryville =
only the girls that work in the factory
Cynthia is very genteel. But = excuse
my curiosity, Miss Teller-how did you
become acquainted with Mr.. Parker and
not with his daughter ?''
Grace colored.
" Business brought me in contact fire.
quently with the gentleman of whom
you speak. But I never happened to
meet his daughter"
Mrs. Seymour gave little start in her
chair-she was beginning to see through
the mystery.
Perhaps you have something to do
with the calico factory ?"
81 have" said Grace with calm dig
nifty.
"A factory GIRL" gasped Mrs. Sey-
mour, growing red and white.
is there any disgrace in the title ?"
quietly asked Grace, although her own
cheeks were dyed crimson.
" Disgrace! Oh, no-certainly not
there's no harm in earning ones living
in any honorable way" returned Mrs.
Seymour, absently. The fact was, she
was thinking in her inmost mind,
"What will Frank say ?" and antici-
pating the flag of triumph she was about
to wave over him.
"I do not hesitate to confess" went
on Grace, looking Mrs. Seymour full in
the face, "that to the calico factory 1
owe my daily bread"
every laudable, Pm 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 prec-
ious companion she murmured, :" L
should be quite lost without her, Mrs.
Seymour"
The old lady took her leave stifiiy,