Katy continued to go to school with great regularity, and became
an excellent
scholar. She was
beloved by all her companions and
Grace, who was married
shortly after Katy entered the family,
always regarded her with the
affection of a sister, insisting
that she should spend half the time at her house. Mrs. Redburn
was soon completely restored to health. She had a fortune to
manage now, and when Dr. Flynch proposed to collect her rents and
take
charge of her affairs, she
respectfully declined the offer.
Mrs. Gordon did not like him as well as
formerly, for her sister
had opened her eyes in regard to his true
character, and she soon
found an opportunity to dis
charge him.
Having carried Katy through her
principal troubles and chronicled
the rise and fall of the candy trade we shall step forward ten
years to take a final look at her and her friends, and then bid
them farewell.
CHAPTER XXI.
KATY GOES TO CHURCH, AND HAS A BIRTHDAY PARTY.
Ten years is a long time--long enough to change the child into a
woman, the little candy merchant into a fine lady. I suppose,
therefore, that my young friends will need to be introduced to
Miss Redburn. There she sits in the pleasant
apartment in Temple
Street, where the picture of the
mischievous girl still hangs,
though it looks very little like the
matron at her side, for whom
it was taken. She is not beautiful enough to be the
heroine of a
romance, neither has she done any
absurd thing; she has only
supported her mother when she had no one else to care for her.
But Katy is
irresistible if she is not pretty. She still looks as
pleasant as a morning in June, and smiles
sweetly when any one
speaks to her and when she speaks to any one.
I am sorry I cannot inform my young lady friends how Miss Redburn
was dressed, or how she proposed to dress, at her birthday party,
which was to come off the following week--what silks, what laces
what muslins, and what jewels she was to wear. I can only say
that she was dressed very
plainly, and that her garments were
exceedingly becoming; and that she had
steadily resisted the
solicitations of
sundry French milliners and dressmakers to
exceed her usual
simplicity at the party--and I
cordially command
her example to all young ladies.
While Miss Redburn sat at the window, the doorbell rang with
great
violence; and Michael --yes, Michael--he is still there, a
veteran in the service of Mrs. Gordon, and fully believing that
Katy is an angel--Michael hastened to admit Grace. She is a
little older than when we saw her last, but she is the same
Grace. She enters the room, kisses Katy with as much zeal as
though she had not seen her for months, though they had met the
day before. She had scarcely saluted her cousin before a little
fat man of six came tumbling into the room, for he had not been
able to keep up with his mother.
"Come, aunty," said little Tommy, who persisted in
calling her by
this title, as he rolled up to Miss Redburn, who gave him a
hearty kiss--"come, aunty, I want you to come right down into the
kitchen, and make me a lot of molatheth candy."
"Not now, Tommy"--would you believe it, reader? that little boy's
name is Thomas Howard Parker--"not now, Tommy. I came to tell
you, Katy, that the King of the Billows has been telegraphed."
"Has she?" exclaimed Katy, a deep blush suffusing her cheek.
"Yes; and you must go right down to the wharf, or we shall not be
in season to see Captain Howard, who is coming up in a pilot
boat."
Miss Redburn hastened to put on her things, and she and Mrs.
Parker seated themselves in the
carriage that waited them.
Of course, you know Captain Howard, reader? He has followed the
sea only eleven years; and though but twenty-five years old, he
is the
commander of a fine clipper, and sails in the Liverpool
line. He is frequently quoted as an example of what patient
perseverance will accomplish; for, with very little aid from
friends, he has worked his way from the forecastle into the
cabin. He is a self-educated man, and has the
reputation of being
a
thorough sailor and a perfect gentleman.
Pursuant to a little
arrangement made between Captain Howard and
Miss Redburn, just as he
departed on this
voyage, they were both
seen in church on the following Thursday afternoon; and when they
came out, people addressed Katy as Mrs. Howard. But to pass on to
the occasions which she had chosen to call a birthday party,
though it was not exactly that; and as it came immediately after
the church service, some called it a levee.
There are a great many persons in the Gordon
mansion, as many as
two hundred, I should think. Of course, I cannot stop to
introduce all of them, but there are a few who
deserve this
favor.
"Mr. Sneed, I am
delighted to see you," said Mrs. Howard, as a
very tall and very slim gentleman, elegantly dressed, approached.
"You do me honor, madam. It is the superlative
felicity of my
sublunary
existence to
congratulate you on this auspicious
occasion," replied Mr. Sneed, as he
gently pressed the gloved
hand of the lady.
That sounds just like Master Simon Sneed, only very much
intensified. Simon is a
salesman still in a large
establishment--has never risen above that position and probably
never will; for, born to be a gentleman, he feels as much above
his business as his business really is above him.
Simon's father and mother say a pleasant word to the bride, and
pass on. And here comes a great fat woman, whose tongue flies
like the shuttle in a loom. Well, it is the captain's mother.
Since her son has been
prosperous, she has had an easy time of
it, and has grown very corpulent.
"Who do you think has come, Katy?" puffed Mrs. Howard.
"I don't know. Who?"
"Mrs. Colvin, that was! Mrs. McCarty, that is."
Some of the very
good-natured people laughed, and some of the
very fastidious ones turned up their noses, when they saw Mrs.
McCarty so warmly received by the bride; but she did not care who
laughed or who sneered; she was not too proud to
welcome, in the
hour of
prosperity and happiness, those who had been her friends
in adversity.
"Mrs. Howard, I
congratulate you," said a fat man, who was
puffing and blowing at the heat of the room.
It was an ex-mayor and after he had said a few pleasant words, he
passed on to make room for a hundred more who were
waiting to
speak to the bride.
That was a very pleasant party; but as we are opposed to crowded
rooms and late hours, we may as well retire.
The next day the happy couple started upon a
bridal tour, and on
their return, Captain Howard sailed for Liverpool, in his fine
ship, with Mrs. Howard as a passenger.
And now my young friend, adieu. If you are poor, don't be too
proud to work at any honest
occupation; but be too proud to do
wrong--too proud to
degrade yourself in your own eyes, by doing a
mean act; and in this sense you may truly be "Poor and Proud."
End