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opinions about those Lowell factory girls with 
such an -air of supreme authority, as if she said, 
“ You dare not dispute me : I know I am right.” 
“ If I am not a president’s daughter, I may be¬ 
come a president’s wife — who can tell to the con¬ 
trary, Nelly Sibley ? ” and Helen advanced, laugh¬ 
ingly, from behind the column which had con¬ 
cealed her from our sight. 
So they all found out they could not put her 
down, and then they dubbed her “ Defender of 
Operatives’ Rights” — “the- Ebenezer Elliot of 
New England” — “our Yankee Hewitt,” &c. 
“ Noble titles ! ” she would say, with perfect good 
humor. “ Don’t you think, young ladies, I could 
plead well for you when August comes ? ” And 
truly, when the day came for the distribution of 
honors, Helen received from the school, by unani¬ 
mous award, the highest they could bestow — an 
address to be read before the friends of the school 
in behalf of an education society which they had 
established among them, and Eleanor Sibley was 
deputed to inform her of their choice ! 
Helen Conway left school, and became a teach¬ 
er. For three years she toiled in her honorable 
but laborious vocation, and then she was married 
to one who had long loved her. If I dared tell 
you her husband’s name, you would recognize it 
at once as one very familiar to you, for he is a 
member of Congress — eloquent, patriotic, and 
high-souled! 
