The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1891-08-05

me why that ill-bred woman should treat
YOU in that shameful way she said, as
soon as the carriage was in motion.
'It is very short story" said Isabel
bitterly. ''Mr Falconer first met me behind
amlllnery counter in New York where this
woman was frequent customer, and
where she delighted in heaping insults upon
me as shop-girl he fancied me, and
brought me here as his wife.
Perhaps, Mrs Dwight, now that the
murder is out, your sympathies will be with
Mrs. Monteth,' aud she looked sadly in her
friends face.
You do me injustice, Mrs. 'Falconer," re-
| piled Mrs. Dwight, warmly, laying g her hand
on Isabers, which was trembling with eX-
element. II trust fashionable life has
not ossified my heart completely. and you
may rely upon my friendship and support"
'Believe me, your friendship is appreci-
ated' said Isabel, gratefully, returning
the pressure of the friendly hand, land now
that YOU have heard so much Of my history,
perhaps you would like to hear more" and
she gave brief sketch of the principal
events of her life up to the present.
why, it's real romance" cried Mrs.
Dwight, when she had finished; Il always
liked Mr.. Falconer, but am sure that he IS
perfectly grand man now"
$50 am l." said Isabel, with a sigh. '1f
I could only love him as he so richly de-
serves
"You will Love can not help coming to
reward such kind, unselfish character"
Mrs. Hervey and Mrs. Monteith, IN the
meantime, mad left the store.
sPray tell me what you can have against
| NYrc FOL Mrc TJnrvaC c0l51N
II think you owe me an apology for treat
ing friend of mine so ruGely." She was
not at all afraid of Mrs. Monteith's elegant
apparel or snopblsn manners; within her
own recollection she had been forced to live
plainly, having only been so prosperous for
| a few wears She had always visited Mr..
Hervev's family, and his young wife had
never inquired upon what ground the &C
euaintance originated.
Il am not accustomed to treating shop
girls as equals" replied Mrs. Monteith,
with disagreeable haughtiness; "your
friend, Mrs Falconer, was nothing but
common shop-girl when Mr.. Falconer took
her up and married her, and made up my
mind when l heard the disgraceful story
from Nine Arnot, her employer, that II
ever came to Philadelphia would expose
! her ~
"Irhat disgraceful story?" demanded Mrs.
Hervey; she was still too indignant with
Mrs. Monteith 70 take in the fact Of Isabers
low estate in all its terrible significance.
WHY, Of course, she must have lnvelgled
him into the marriage" replied Mrs Mon
teith; '.ro man of his wealth would marry
shop-girl unless unduly Influenced.
Harvey Faconer isn't a man to be IL
| veigled,n assorted Mrs. Hervey, emphat-
ically THE fact of her being shop-girl
wouldn't influence him against her mo-
ment if he fancied her otherwise.
~ pity Mrs. Stanford said Mrs. Mon
teith. 'It must be terrible blow to have
| such meSd'lidnce n the family"
Eyes, poor Mrs. Stanford" cried Mrs.
Hervey, ironically sShe came here and
made them visit, appeared with Mrs. Fal-
couer in public, and Went home perfectly
| charmed with her siSter-in-law, as l know
| on undoubted authority" IN triumphant
tone, sand l would advise you, Mrs Mon
teith. to keep your knowledge Of Mrs Fal-
coner to yourself, if you have no better
| grounds to found your autagonism upon.
Mr.. Falconer isn't the first man in our
American aristocracy who has married
poor girl, though it isn't every poor girl
that can rise from low position to higher
one with such grace as Mrs. Falconer has
ione," she added, significantly.
Somethingin the latter allusiol sesmedtc
touch Mrs Monteith in tender spot, for
she tossed her head and said something
sharply about arrogance" and ''upstarts,"
which Mrs. Hervey did not catch.
"What do you think, Aunt Katy" said
Mrs. Heryey, al hour later, as she was
seated in pleasant room at home, where
an invalid's chair was drawn up to sunny
window
1--WE met that elegant Mrs. Falconer at
Cady's this morning, and Mrs. Monteith
gave her the cut direct in such an insolent
manner. was so mortified I thought l
should sink; Mrs Harry Dwight was with
Mrs. Faiconer, and her eyes fairly flashed
FIRE at Mrs. Monteith."
"What grounds does she claim to have
for such rudeness?" asked Aunt Katy, an
elderly woman with white hair and a sweet
pale face, sanctifed and made lovely by long
years of suffering.
She had been left childless widow under
circumstances of peculiar sadness, and Hor-
ace Eervey had taken her to his home when
he brought his young bride there, and she
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"Why, she says Mrs. Falconer was
shop girl in New York when Mr.. Falconer
married her, and she doesn't associate with
shop-girls, F." initiating Mrs. Noateith's AFRO
CANT manner.
How long sincem said Aunt Katy,
laughing merrily in her low sweet voice;
"lt seems to me have seen Mrs. Dolly Mon
teith when she considered shop-girl very
good society, indeed"
"Do tell me, Aunt Katy" said Mrs Her
vey, ''who is Mrs. Mopteith, and what is her
connection with your family" ,.ess,
Aunt Katy's low laugh rang out again as
she replied: "My dear Myrtle, Mrs. Montelth,
this naughty dame who doesn't associate
with the laboring classes, was once my
kitchen girl. She began by washing pots
and kettles. but as she was neat and quick
I promoted her to the care OF the china
closet and dinlng-room after time, where
she attacted the attention Of voun g grocer's
clerk, who married her Her family were
miserably poor, and felt sorry for the girl
and did all could to help her, but she wal
always proud and vail. and, after her mar
riage, she cut loose FROM her family entirely,
! and do not suppose she would recognize
one of her own sisters now"
"But how did Mr.. Montelth get his
| wcalth?n asked Mrs. Hervey, after lifting
her hands and exclaimiug in her astonish-
ment at the story.
''He had faculty for successful specula-
ton, not always strictly honorable, either,
I fear" replied Aunt Katy, land hnal!y
struck oil in the very height Of the oil ex-
citement, and made fortune in hurry,
after which they removed to New York and
Dolly Monteith set up for fashionable
lady"
AN uncomfortable snobn' exclaimed Mrs.
Hervey, Indignantly; $50 that is the founda-
ton Of her extreme gentihtyi"
depend upon it, my suobbish friend,
Your family thread you can't ascend
Without good reason to appreherd
You may find it waxed (or oilsdD at the farther
| end
By some plebeian vocation
quoted Aunt Katy, smiling. SAKE could