The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1893-11-11

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weigh not less than 10000 tons.
HIS MOTHER.
The cold gray shadows of the wintry
twilight had enveioped tree and mea
dow and sluggish forest stream in thel
uncertain mist, the factory chimney!
flung their fiery bannsrs of smoke
against the laden sky, a 6aSSo eiLievl
that would have made Rembrandt him
self rejoice, and the hum of never
ceasing machinery in the little towr
rose above the rush of the river like &
buzz of a gigantic insect.
Charles Emery, the day superinten
dent in the rolling mills, was just return
to his home, having been relieved
by the night superintendent, and as he
walked along his feet sounding crisply
on the hard frozen earth, he whistled
to himself, as light hearted as bird.
You're going with US tonight
Charley, to the opera2 cried a gay
voice, as two or three young men came
by.
For upon that spscial evening there
was to be an opera in the little town, a
genuine New York company, with a
chorus, full orchestra and al the
paraphernalia and scenery and costume
which provincial residents SO seldom
ENJOY, and The younger population
were on the qui Vire of delightful
expectation.
| am going, said Emery. slowly but
not with you
But you will change your mind,
though, SAID Harrison, when you hear
that Kate Marcy is to be of our party
Kate Marcy and the Miss Hal!owells
and Fanny Hewitt. There are eight
of us going. We've kept seat on
purpose Tor you.
have engaged myself to another
lady said Emery,
Harrison laughed.
Well, I'm sorry for it, SAID he; but
Miss Marcy is not girl who needs
pine for a cavalier. Well keep the
seat for you until quarter of eight.
And let me give you a warning, old
fellow! Kate Marcy is high minded
girl-lt won't do to trlhe too much
with hef
Charles Emery went on his way
rather graver and more self absorbed.
He had asked his mother the day
before to 60, aud his mothers eyes had
frightened with genuine delight.
Your father often used to take me,
Charley, she said when we were young
people and lived in New YORK. But it
is twenty years and more since l have
been to an opera. Aud if you're quite
sure, dear, that there is no young lady
whom you would rather take
And if any young girl in the world
could be to me what my own darling
mother is replied Emery, smiling
across the table to her.
Th.n shall be delighted to go, said
Mrs. Emery. And her voice and eyes
bore witness to the truth of her words.
But now that regular party had
been organized, and Kate Marcy had
prom sed to JOIN it, things looked DIFF
te1ent TO the young man. For a mo-
ment he almost regretted that he had
engaged himself to take his mother.
She would be as we'll pleased with
any concert, he said to himself, and l
should have the opportunity of sitting
ali the evening next to Kate Marcy
I'll ask her 10 let ME off this time. She
won't care.
But when he went into the little room
of their humble domain, and saw his
mother with her silver gray hair rolled
into puffs on either side of her almost
unwrinkled brow, her best black silk
donned, and the opal brooch she
owned pinned into the white lace fold
on her bosom, his heart misgave him
l have been trimming my bonnet
over with some violet flowers, said she,
smiling, so as to do you no discredit
Charley; and have a new pair OF vio'
let kid gloves. And now you must
drink your tea. I've made some o.
your favorite cream biscuit, and the
kettle is nearly boiling. Oh, Charley,
you'll laugh at me Pm afraid, but
feel ike little girl going to her frs
children's party. It's seldom, yol
know, that bit of pleasure comes II
my way
And then Charles Emery made u
his mind that his mother was more t
him, in her helpless old age and swee
afectionate dependence, than an!
blooming damsel whose eyes shont
like stars and whose cheeks riyalled tn,
September peach.
"Going with some one else w salt
Kate Marcy, rather surprised and no
much pleased.
She was tall, beautiful maiden, th
belle of c., and rather al heires
in her own rlgit. She liked Charlie
Emery, and she rather surmised tha
he liked her. And when she had bee
studying up her toilet for the opera
she had selected a blue dress, wit
blue flowers for her hair and ornament
of turquoise, because she had one
heard Mr.. Emery say that blue was hi
favorte color.
"Going with some one else = sh
repeated. Well, he has right to su
himself.
And she kept within her own sol
the jealousy that disturbed her all tn