The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1882-08-02

dollar a day, Mrs. Pelham says, if ]
operate the machine skillfully. And
a dollar a day will buy mamma
many little luxury and go far TO
ward paying the grocer and the ba
ker."
aYou are a noble girl said Mr..
Croffon, warmly; and i'll his eye, at
that moment, Mary Monteagle was
glorified with rare beauty, as she
stood there, the fresh wind blowing
her jetty curls about the reflection
of orange sunset, deepening the color
on her cheek, and the grave, far
away sparkle of her eyes half-veiled
beneath the long lashes. And II L
could be of any assistance TO you IN
this task"
"You cam said the girl, abrupt
ly. "You can stay here and amuse
papa. so that he shall not suspect
what occupies my time. You can
divert his attention from Sanscrlt
and Arabic and all these mysteries.
And. for the first time in his ex-
perience of her, Mary Monteagle
then laughed mellow, bird-like
laugh.
Il will" said Mr.. Crofton, hearth
ly.
And so the contract was sealed
between them.
Instead of the week he had prom
ised his father to spend with old
Colonel Monteagle, the solourn was
extended to three.
At the end of that period, he
eravely addressed himself to the
dark-eyed daughter of the house.
How is the trade?" said he.
81 am to have a machine next
week" said Mary, with the conscious
pride of one who has conquered
fate: "and then-only think OF 1t,
Mr.. Crofton-I shall earn dollar a
day"
@Mary," said Mr.. Crofton, serious
ly. Il have been thinking OF another
plan for you. You tell me that this
farmers wife has made a first-class
house-keeper of you"
II baked mince-pie yesterday J"
said Mary, exultantly; "and | have
quilted a quilt and made soft soap,
within the week"
Il don't like the idea of your go
ing into factory" said Mr.. Croiton.
Suppose now, by way of variety,
YOU were to-marry me?"
But you're not in love with nie?'
said Mary, opening her bright black
ewes.
"But | am" said Mr.. Crofton,
with great gravity. Il have delib.
erately made up my mind that /
can't he happy without you. And,
although ! don't profess to be q rich
man, believe / can make YOU Il
better allowance than six dollars a
week, while at the same time you
will not be compelled to work ten
hours a day for it. This is the busi-
ness like view of the question. Now
on the more personal one. Don't
you think, Mary, that you could
love me? Because | love you very
much indeedr'
Il might trym
And then she blushed charming
Y.
So Colonel Monteagle's daughter
went to the fair Florida plantation
on the shores of the river st. John,
and astonished every one there with
her thorough knowledge of house
keeping in al its details. And the
two old people, with their burden OF
insolvency and care lifted off their
lives. dwell quietly on, and talk to
everybody who crosses their path OF
"the excellent marriage which my
daughter Mary has contracted" "
a thorough scholar" SAYS Col.
Monteagle, with dignity. "A musi-
clan, a linguist, thorough Hebrew
student, and proficient in Latin and
Greek. | myself was her instructor
1t is not singular that a girl of such
intellectual power should marry
we'll"
But Colonel Monteagle, honest
man, never dreamed that ii was the
sewing machine and soft soap, the
mayannoise dressing, and the vehe-
ment struggle to get free from debt
which conquered Mr.. Crofton's heart
There are plenty Of scholars and
poetesses in the world--but q rea
womanly woman-is not her price
far above rubies =?