The Delaware ledger. (Newark, Del.) 1879-19??, 1884-06-14


and did not ask Grace so return her
call, although she extended an invita-
ton to Mary, couched in the politest
and most distinct terms.
Crank" she CALCULATED. never once
topping to remove shawl or bonnet,
who do you suppose your paragon of a
ISIS Teller ISL"
NJ "The loveliest of her sex.n returned
rank, briefly and Complementary.
"a factory grill" screamed the old
lady az the top of her lungs, "a factory
girll''
''Well, what of thatP"
"What of thatp Frank Seymour you
never mean to say that you would have
anything to say to a common factory
girlp"
81 should pronounce her very I'M
common factory girl, mother" said the
young man with aggriyating calmness.
Crank, don't jest me-" pleaded the
poor little mother, with tears In her
eyes. "Tell me at once that you will
give up this idle fancy for girl who is
in no respects equal to YOU"
mo, she is in no respects my equal, "
returned Frank, with reddeaing cheek
aud sparkling eye, but is in every re-
spect my superior. Grace Teller is one
Of the noblest women that ever breath
ed this terrestrial air, as well as the
most beautiful. Mother, / love her,
and she has promised to be my wife. .
Mrs. Seymour sat down, limp, life
less and despalring. f y
CRANK, Frank, l never thought to
see my son marry factory girl"
And then torrent Of tears came to
her relief, while Frank went quietly on
touching up the scarlet foliage of a
splendid old maple in the picture. II
$50 you are determined to marry me,
Frank, in spite of everything.
Grace Teller had been crying; the
dew was yet on her eyelashes, and the
unnatural crimson on her cheeks, 'as
Frank Seymour came in, and Mary Ell
ton considerably slipped out to search
for a missing pattern.
81 should rather think So" said
Frank, looking admiringly down on the
golden head that was STOPPING among
the pansies.
''Social position be ignored What
do care for social position, so long as
my little Grace has consented to make
sunshine of my homel''
"Yes, but Frank"
"Well, but Gracel''
"Do you really love me2"
For answer he took both the fair,
delicate hands In his and looked stead
lily into her eyes.
Frank" said Grace Teller, demure-
ly, "I'm afraid you'n make drea ttul.
ly strong-wiled, obstinate sort Of a
busband.n
81 shouldn't wonder, Grace"
And 80 the purple twilight faded into
purple sofcer than the shadow of the
Eastern .amathysts, and the stars came
out one by one, and still Frank and
Grace talked on, and still Mary Elton
didn't succeed in finding the missing
pattern,
Mrs. Seymour was the first to arrive
at Mrs. Randall's select soiree on the
first Wednesday evening In July; the
fact was she wanted to confide her grief
to Mrs. Randall's sympathetic ear.
"Crylngp Yes, of course have beer
crying, Mrs. Randall; I've done nothing
but cry for week."
"Mercy upon us" said Mrs. Randall,
elevating her kid gloyed hands "what
is the matterP l hope Frank isn't il
any sort of troubleP"
my DEAR" said the old lady in 8
mysterious whisper, Crank has beer
entrapped- into the most
dreadful entanglements. Did you evel
fancy that he, the most fastidious and
particular of created beings, could bt
resolutely determined on marrying 6
factory grip"
Mrs. Randall uttered an exclamation
of Mortified surprise, and at the SAINT
moment party of guests were announ
ced, among whom was Miss Teller
looking rather more lovely than usual
"Well," thought Mrs. Seymour, al
her hostess fastened away to welcome
the newcomers. "well, wonders neveI
ceasel Grace Teller at Mrs. Randall'
sore,l But suppose it's all on account
of Mary EltOn's uncle, tine Judge
Here comes Mr.. Parker and Cynthia
dear me what curious mixture is oul
American society; how they will b,
shocked to see Miss Tellerl''
InyOluntarily she advanced step o.
two to witness the meeting. Mr.. Par
ker looked quite as much astonished a
she had expected, but somehow II wa
not the kind of establishment that wa
on the program.
"Miss Gracel You herep Why whel
did you come from Factoryville2"
"You are acquainted with Miss Tel
ler?n asked Mrs. Randall with SOM
surprise.
"Quite well, IN fact hBve had tn
management of her property for SOM
years. Miss Teller is the young lad,
who owns the extensive calico factore
rom which our village takes its name.
dear mel' exclaimed Mrs. Seymour
turning pale, and sinking upon divan
"Wby they say the heiress Of the Fac
toryville property is the richest girl il
the country"
"Grace. :" said Frsnk gravely, and al
most sternly, what does this mean2
The blue eyes filled with tears as sh
citing closer to his arm.
81 can't help owning the calico fac
tories, Frank. Don't you love Inc jus
as well as if didr't."
"My little decelverl But why di
you not tell me?"
"Why should | tell you, Frank. !
was no nice to leave the heiress benin
and be plain Grace Teller, and when
saw how opposed your mother was t
our engagement, spark of willfulneI
rose up within me, and resolved t
maintain my ingoghito. Mrs. Sc!
mour," she added, turning ARCH
round and holding out her hand to IL
discounted old lady, didn't tell 20
that owed my daily bread TO the cal
co factory?"
And poor Mrs Seymour for once
her life was at a loss for an answer.
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