The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1884-03-22
Romance Ofa Glove.

it is splendid! l should not have suit
ed myself so well had l been left tc
choose
"But you have not seen the wine
cellar yet. 1t is treasure of its kind
Let's go down again"
Then they went down together, he
talked gayly, she with troubled look
on her face. After duly admiring the
place she put timid hand on his arm
and said: "But, Auther, dear, let's have
no wine in it,
"Why?" he asked in surprise.
"Because have resolved if 1 am ever
the mistress of house there shall be
no liquor in it-no social glasses for
friends"
"Why, Katy, you are unreasonable.
I did not know you carried your tenn
perance opinions so far as that. Oh
course I shall keep wine in my house
and entertain my friends with it too. "
She raised her face appealingly.
"Arthur," she said, in tone ofvoice
which he knew not how to interpret
Arthur's face grew clouded.
"But you cannot fear for me-" he
said, with half. offended pride.
81 must fear for you, Arthur, if you
begin as he did. And I fear for others
beside-the sons and husbands and faith.
ers who may learn at your cheerful
board to love the poison that will slay
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a sofa in the dining-room for few mo.
ments, while Katy put on her hat and
drew on her gloves.
The argument was kept up. 1t is un.
necessary that we should repeat all that
was said on both sides. 1t ended al
last as similar discussions have ended be-
fore. Neither was willing to yield
Katy, because that she felt her whole
future happiness hight be involved in
it; Arthur, because he thought it would
be giving way to woman's whims, and
would sacrifice too much of his popular.
ity with his friends.
He had bought his house, and paid
for it and furnished it handsomely, and
in few weeks was to bring Katy as its
MISTRESS. All the afternoon they had
been looking over it together, happy as
two birds with newly finished nest.
But when Arthur closed the door and
put the key in his pocket, in the chill,
waning light of the December after
noon, and gave Katy his arm to see
her home, it was all "broken up" be-
tween them, and a notice "To Let,
was put over the door ofthe pretty house
the very next morning.
1t was the most foolish thing to do.
but then lovers can always find some
thing to quarrel about.
They parted with a cool "good even.
ing" She went up to her room to cry
he went home hurt and angry, but Sc
cretly resolvingto see her again and give
her chance to say that she was in the
wrong. When he called again she hac
| left town and he could find no trace o.
her.
All this happened more than yeal
before I saw Katy; but we three "facto
nv girls" who lodged at Mrs. Howell:
with her, of course knew nothing abou
it. She came to the factory and applied
for work. The supintendent thought
her too delicate for such labor, but sht
persisted; and, in fact, improved ir
health, and spirits and looks after she be-
came used to the work and simple fare
| of the factory pirls.
She was strange to us all, and il
seemed likely she would remain So
But one day Mary Bascomb's dress
caught in a part of the machinery, and
before anyone else could think what tc
do, Katy had sprung to her side ano
pulled her away by main strength from
the terrible danger that threatened her
After that Mary and Lizzie Payne and l.
who were her dearest friends, were
Katy's sworn allies.
We lodged together then in the big
"Factory Boarding House" But Katy
took it into her head that we should
have so much nicer times in private
lodging to ourselves, and when she tool
anything into her head Sne generaily
carried it through. In less than weel
she found the very place she wanted, ar
ranged matters with the superintendent
and had us sheltered under Mrs. Howell:
vine and fig tree. We four girl:
were the proud possessors of tolera
Bile large double bedded apartment
with queer little dressing-room-''and
with the liberty of the parlor to receive
callers ina proviso at which we al
laughed.
This was ''home" to us after th'
labor of the day. Indeed, andin truth
Katy made the placeso charming that w
forgot that we were factory girls wher
we got to it. She improvised cunning
little things out of trihes that are usu
ally thrown away as useless, and tn
flowers growing in broken pots in ou
windows were glory to behold. Sh'
always had a fresh book or periodical
on the table; and better than this, sh'
brought to us the largest cultivation
and the purer taste, which taught u