Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-06-27

ssInaC was one O1 our mlll1O0alreS With that funny old woman;" and then she was that he was "John, Mary's hus- band" Doubtless name and address were both in Mrs. Fosters mind when she vainly searched for her friend before leaving the steamer, but both were lost now.
 "It is simply absurd! MT. Ward said, angrily, as he pushed aside his breakfast plate, and glared at his only son-''a girl
 Miss Mamie Ward shuddered, but Mrs. Ward said, softly:
 Poverty is not crime!'
 ''And shc is lady," said John Ward, eagerly; cher father was one of our lead ing merchants, before he died, and she has been highly educated. If you would only see her!'
 honor," was the sneering reply. II never expected that you would disgrace the family by marrying shop girl" and MT. Ward marched off oblivious to the memory of the days when the head of the family followed plough in Devonshire.
 A pompous, purse-proud man, he de- sired in his children, what he had never held himself, the position due to educa- tion, refinement and social standing, as
 
 his wife was always the simple woman he had married, though she had a native refinement that kept her above vulgarity.
 He was not mercenary, to do him jus tice, and did not care so much for money in his children's choice of life partners as for gentle birth and standing in society. But shop-girl! Horror!
 He had thought sometimes he should like to find again Miss Ethel Mordaunt, his mother-in-law's companion in her ocean voyage. He had known MT. Mor- daunt slightly in business, and he knew that they had been people of position in England two generations back, before Ethels great grandfather settled in America. With that reverence for "fam- fly" born in the English peasantry, he would rather have welcomed Ethel as a daughter-in-law without a farthing, than the wealthiest parvenue in New York, whose family was no older than his own.
 But he had never spoken of this, and his anger was terrible when John, his only son, had calmly announced himself en- gagged to be married to Miss Smith, who stood in store.
 He marched to his office in majestic rage, while John sought his refuge in family troubles, ''the mother" as he fondly called Mrs. Ward.
 Grandma was called in council, and while Miss Mamie, nibbling toast, won- dered what John "could be thinking of P Mrs. Foster and Mrs. Ward were con- soling John.
 Suppose, mother" Mrs. Ward said gently, "you go to sec her. should not like to act in direct opposition to my husband, but you-might- sec her and-and'
 So very stylish barouche, containing little old lady in rich black silk, with 8 bonnet of Parisian manufacture, of black lace and purple flowers, drove rapidly from the Fifth avenue mansion to the ribbon store where Miss Smith worked.
 "Gone homo - discharged was the guessed that Mir. Ward. the rich banker, had so promptly secured the girls dis charge.
 "Her address? Yes, can get it. 574 -street, Brooklyn"
 Over the ferry, long drive to Q mod est street and boarding house, and at last Mrs. Foster was in parlor waiting to see Miss Smith.
 She came down to the room, a pale, slender girl, in half mourning. There was cry of-"My Miss Mordaunt! !" 'Mrs. Foster!" and then the two were embracing with sincere demonstrations of affection and delight.
 How they talked for an hour before Mrs. Foster, remembering her errand, said:
 "But I came to see Miss Smith!'
 'I am Miss Smith. Don't look so mys- tified. told you on the steamer that I was very poor, but have very grand re- lations. When declared my intention of earning an honest living, my aunt, Mrs. Grey Mordaunt, who was MT. Grey Mordaunts cousin, begged me so pitt fully not to disgrace the family name by earning my own living that consented to be called Miss Smith. That Is all. But what did you want to see Miss Smith for?"
 'Oh, it is of no consequence. You are going home to dine with me?" "Now? We'll, yes, I will!'' And she smiled a little mysteriously. It were too long story to tell of Ethel's introduction to "Mary," and Mary's family; of Johns delight; the mutual surprises and explanations. But it was not until after a wedding that Mrs. John Ward, Jr., said to her father-in-law:
 'sThere were some investments of my fathers, supposed to be worthless when he died, that were secured to me after l all his liabilities were met. My lawyer wrote to me on the day was discharged from the ribbon store that these bonds had become valuable. He has been in- | vestigating my claims, and informs me that he has sold out my shares, and de- posted s10O,OOO in bank to my credit"
 And Mrs. Grey Mordaunt whispers, with tears in her eyes:
 Ut is such a blessing Ethel dropped her name when she was in that horrible ribbon store, though, to be sure, 1t was only for few months. And. my dear, I assure you, I never approved of her marriage with a man of no family what ever, though really they are ridiculously happy. Y. Ledger. The Whale as . Food. The whale as food may not just at present be a fashionable entree, but there was time in England when served with doli