The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1881-04-14
city asked Grsce, although her own checks
were dyed crimson

s'o'1ntiy' Ahe TACT was she was thinking
IN her lnmost mind, 'What will Frank
sayF and anticipating the flag of triumph
she was ABOUT TO wave over HIM.
i do not hesitate to confess went on
Grace, looking Mrs. Seymour tull in the
eyes that TO the calico factory owe my
Very laudable, Pm sure,' said the old
lady, growing little uneasy under the
clear blue gaze, 'only-there arc steps and
gradalions in all society, you know, and
am little surprised to find you 80 int,-
mate with Miss Elton, whose family Is--'
Mary came over to Gracc's side. and
STOPPED TO kiss her cheek.
My dearest frlcnd-my most precious
companion, she murnurcd. Il should be
quite lost without her, Mrs. Seymour
The OLD lady took her leave stiflly, and
ana not ask Grace to return her call,
although she extended an invitation to
Mary, couched in the politest and most
distant terms.
FRANK i 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 Miss Teller
is2'
The lovclicst Of her sex, returned Frank.
orlehy and comprehensivcly.
"A factory girl y screamed the old ladv
at the height of her lungs, - "a factory
girl = '
well, what of that p
'What of that2 Frank Seymour, YOU
never mean to say that you would have
anything to say to a common factory girl u
hnr
mon factory girl, SAID the young man, with
an aggravating calmness.
FRANK, don't jest with me- pleaded
the poor little mother, with tears IN her
eyes. Tell me at once YOU will give nm
this fancy for girl that is in no way equal
to you
'No-she is in no respect my equal ,
returned Frank, wlthc reddening check
ana spar Killing eye. 'But it is because she
ls In every respect my superior. Grace
Teller ID one of the noblcst women that
ever Dreathcd this terrestrial air, as well
as one of the most beautiful. Mother, |
love her, and she has promised to be my
wife,
Mrs. Seymour sat down, limp, lifeless and
dcspairing.
Frank ! Frank Inever thought to sec
my son marry common factory girl
And then torrent Of tears came to her
relief, while Frank went on quietly touch
ing up the scarlet foliage of splendid old
maple in the foreground OF his picture.
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so you arc determined to marry me,
Frank, in spite of everything2'
Grace Teller had been crying-the dew
yet On her eyelashes, and the unnatural
came in, and Mary Elton considerably
slipped out to look for a missing pat
term
4 should think So, said Frank, looking
admiring down on the gold head that was
STOPPING among the pansies.
But your mother thinks mo far below
you IN social position
Social position be-ignored. What do
care for social position, as long as my
llttlo Grace has consented to make the sum
shine OF my own home
'Ycs, but Frank
well, but Grace p
DO you really love me2'
For an answer, he took both the fair,
delicate little hands in his, and looked
steadily into her eyes.
Frank said Grace demurely, T'm
afraid you will make dreadfully strong
wlllcd, obstinate sort of husband.'
i shouldn't wonder, Graclc'
And so the gold twilight faded into q
purple, softer than the shadow of Eastern
amcthysts, and the stars came out, one by
one, and still Mary Elton didn't succeed in
tilding that pattern.
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Mrs Scymnur was the first guest to ar
rive at Mrs Randall's select soirce on the
first Wednesday evening in July-the fact
was, she wanted chance to confidc her
gricfs TO Mrs. Randall's sympathetic ear.
'Crying2 Yes, of course have been
crying, Mis-. randall have done nothing
but cry for a week..
ting her kld-gloved hands, what is the
matters l hope Frank isn't in any sort of
trouble2'
My DEAR said the old LADY in mysterl-
Gus whispers, Frank has been cntrapped,
invciglcd into the most dreadful cntang lc-
ment. Did you ever fancy that he, the
most fastidious ard particular of created
beings, could be resoutely determined on
marrying--a factory girI2'
Mrs. Randall uttered an exclamation of
horrlflcd surprise, and at the same moment
party of guests were announced, among
whom was Miss Grace Teller, looking rather
more lovely than usual.
We'll, thought Mrs. Seymour, as her
hostess hurried away to welcome the new
comcrs, will wonders never cease2 Grace
Teller at Mrs. Randall's soireel But ]
suppose it's all on account of Mary Elton'f
uncle, the Judge. Here comes Mr. Parker
and Cynthia-dear me, what curious
mixture our American society is, how
they will be shocked at meeting Grace
Tcllcrl'
Ingoluntarily she advanced a step or two
to witness the meeting. Mr.. Parker looked
quite as much astonishcd as she had cx
pcCted, but somehow it was not Just tn.
kind Of astonishment that was on the pro
| gra,nmc.
Miss Grace you hcrc9 Why, when die
you come from Factoryvillc2'
You are acquainted with Miss Teller ?
asked Mrs. Randall, with some surprise.
Quite well in fact | have had the man
agcmcnt OF her property for some years
| MiSS Teller ia thp pO,,np 1ady yuho oup