The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1876-03-09


shape of Quixotic idiots or vulgar SanchC
Panzas looking for a kingdom.
just now she was studying the Liberal
journal of unpronounced radical opin
ions.
Papa" she said. suddenly, do you
see that 2
What r.
IAN inquest on whom do you think
On a daughter Of Lord Newmarket! She
must be an elder sister of your favOritt
aspirant, the Honorable Captain Conis
toun."
Good heavens! Has she turned up
again
Then you knew about her, papa? And
yet" She paused.
Knew what about her, my dear2 L;
was not much to know. She has been Q
great grief to her family; l know that.
"Well, the Captain bears it very we'll,
and scarcely takes it TO heart as seriously
as he might Do you know the reason oi
her misfortuneY
"No. nor do l want to know. 1t is a
painful and disagreeable subject, my dear
especially for you to discuss"
"For me to discuss, indeed !" said Miss
Emily tossing her head. MY dear
father, why do you treat women like
children If you could, you would have
kept my mind in longclothes while my
mind was growing to womanhood. But
listen The day before yesterday Mrs.
Dollhouse, a disreptI bic person, who
had been drinking with two men in a
room in st. Martins Lane, threw herself
out of a window almost upon a drunken
man who happened to be passing, and
who turned out to be her husband"
ffMorow ~, - oai1 NJ Dfubnrna
dropping his paper at this bald epitome
of the facts, while his good lady wrung
her hands in horror. They both remem-
bered perfectly the handsome young
couple, who, eighteen years ago, were so
well known in the fashionable world.
Ibid you ever hear of such thing? How
horrible"
Isn't itP' said Miss Emily, very qui-
etly, but with the faintest tone of sar.
casm," especially in family of distinc-
tion; and the whole story is out, all
about their early life, and her fall, and
that sort Of thing And do you know
what did it allT'
81 haven't the least idea," said Mr..
Bighorne, shyly, and not quite truthfully,
for he was afraid of what was coming.
"Well, father, it was brandy replied
Miss Emily, with a rude emphasis. and
looking at her father with flushed face.
Brandy, and then gin. What do you
think OF that, father?'
Miss Emily was very intense young
radical indeed, and, like all radicals,
sometimes intensely disagreeable-quite
beyond the power of her fathers respect
able Liberal Conservative Government
He looked at her with severe eyes.
Mamma stepped in.
Emily have | not commanded and en-
treated you not to make those offensive
illusions land to your own father, En-
lily, and in his own house, and in the
presence of your own mother, too T.
There were indignant tears on Mrs. Big
hornes cheeks.
"Oh papa, mammal said Emily,
standing up and looking at them, IL can t
tell you'll daren't tell you how feel
about it. These things cut me to the
heart, and if were to say all l thought,
you would never love me again"
"Hush, Emily" said her father, who
loved her as the apple Of his eye-an
apple just then dimmed with dew of
modification you are utterly wrong
and perverse and oversensitive. That
Hilton Square parson has preached you
into a morbid state of mind, which |
trust will soon be healed by your own
natural common-sense. / have repeat
edly explained to you that whatever evils
may result from the use of my manufac-
lures is not due to any action on my
part, but to the voluntary abuse, by sep
arate individuals, of an article which,
like anything else, if used in moderation,
is harmless and good"
81 wish / could think it were harmless
Dat
even then, papa, you have never explain
ed to me why it is necessary for you to
buy up or build so many public-houses of
your own. If il were not for your money
and activity / don't believe there would
be enough of men with the means to
take up house after house, as between
you distillers and brewers is being now
done. Surely it is your money which is
directly encouraging the traffic, and it is
your instrument that actually holds it to
the peoples mouths
"You are very complimentary, miss, ;"
replied the distiller, looking harassed /;
"but again / assure you / have nothing
on earth to do with it, provide a good
article, and, as a man of business. am
obliged to take the usual methods of
selling it, If | were to rely solely on
wholesale transactions, my rivals would
soon run away with my business. | sim
ply follow the ordinary course, and have
no responsibility for other peoples weak
nesses. Let US drop the subject"
"Oh, father" said Emily, solemnly, as
he drew her to him to close the contro-
versy with kiss, "unhappily, The subject
won't drop for any of us; and here it
comes" she added. in quick low tone,
ION two legs, and late for breakfast
And breaking away from her father,
Emily stood up to salute tall young
gentleman, perhaps two years younger
than herself whose handsome features,
strongly resembling her own, were pale
and almost CHASTITY.
"Why, Henry" she cried, looking at
him, what is the matter with your Are
you i'll p
NO" he replied, disengaging himself
and kissing his mother. at is nothing.
have had bad night"
80 you have, dear. | heard you pass
my room door at three o'clock" replied
his sister with affectionate cruelty. Mas
ter Henry endeavored to look occupied
with bread and butter.
AT last, Henry Y said the senior. "A
quarter to ten, and you solemnly engaged
to be in the counting house punctually al
ten every morning. You are hopeless.
I'm afraid am, Sir" answered the
junior. affecting to eat some breakfast,
though it lay almost untasted before him
I'm afraid | am" he repeated, with q
sigh. Mother, some more tea, please
was out last night at Conistoun's."
ooh, we'll" said the father, glancing a
Emily, and somewhat Modified, "boyi
will be boys, | fear" And with that
comfortable and philosophic rehecti on
he was lost between the sheets of the
Times again.