Ashtabula weekly telegraph. (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1880-1886, 1880-08-06

After a moments pause, Nina flies at
his eyes with new assertion: "a wOm-
an ought 10 do every thing she knows
how 20 dou
When a woman, a man, or any
other creature does what she, he, or 4
knows how 10 do, the work Is worthy OF
respect" Worth says.
Well, sir, and don't women do what
they know how 10 dop'
Some Of them. A woman who Is
willing 10 learn an art or trade by the
plodding processes that insure thorough
ness Is to be respected and encouraged.
But too many women try 10 jump at re-
suits. and are impatient Of discipline in
work, then feel sgrieved because their
unskilled labor commands no reward.
There's a large class, too, who only talk
talk eternally Of their so-called infe-
rior place in society, but really make no
patient, continued exertion toward fill
ing any of the positions that are occu-
pied by men,"
"DO you mean mep" asks Nina.
How can IP During the past year
you have studied German one month,
bookkeeping two weeks, porcelain
painting six weeks, botany about as long,
logic-under my tuition-one hour.
You have begun to write a story,
and"
"That will do" Nina says. You
mean / am too stupid to succeed with
any thing"
"No, but like many young persons,
you haven't the power of steady and
consistent application.
I've known boys as bad, ," Nina re-
marks, tartly.
"But boys are liable TO be thrown
upon the world and taught by privations
and hard knocks"
" Perhaps I ought TO be thrown upon
the world, and taught by privations and
hard Knocks" Nina laughs, nervously,
and tries to look careless.
For once Worth answers inconsist-
emily.
"Women make grand blunder in
depreciating their own value-in strain
ing after what they can't have, instead
of cultivating what they have"
Aud, in your opinion, have they
any hing2" asks the sharp young lady.
Yes; so much charm and so much
power as women that a man wonders
why she''-here Worth grew inaccurate
in his numbers, and looking full at Nina,
went on--'why she should be eternally
trying TO make an anomaly of herself by
aping manners that are against her ma
ture, and that she only keeps up in a
spirit of bravado." Worth helped him
self quietly to green peas; there was a
little awkward silence. l felt Worth's
chances were over, and Nina smiled
sweetly on McAllister, who was flatter-
ing her most transparency.
At four O'Clock the next morning
the Fourth of July-my son Frank,
with a red soldier cap on his head, ex-
ploded torpedo by my bedside, yelled,
81 say, papa, it's Fourth o. July!" then
danced out Of the room like a wild In
dian, poor old Muff barking madly at
his heels. BERTHE, aged five, and Jenny,
a wise little woman of eight, heard in
a loud quarrel about ire-crackers on the
front piazza.
"Oh dear!" sighed my wife, 'some-
thing dreadful is sure to happen"
By breakfast-time Tom had become
an ungOvernable young brute, and could
talk nothing but ''sOldiers," and "can-
non," and "crackers in a BARREL" and
''rockets tonight" He had face all
pOwder-smeared, and very dirty hands.
The younger imps followed his lead,
and little Lil's pinafore was burned
through in three places. Muff caught
the spirit of the day, and jumped and
barked as well as his inirmities permit
ted, retiring at intervals under the pi-
azza steps and into shady corners to en-
joy his frequent maps.
At the height of MONDAY heat the
children formed a grand parade. Nina
encouraged them from the midst of a
heap of colored paper, which she cut
into caps and belts and warlike rigging
of all sorts. An express wagon brought
Worth's contributions, in the shape of
wooden swords, drums, flies and endless
fireworks.
"We thought you wasn't goin' to
bring us nothin', Mr.. WORTH" says my
eldest son, with that charming frankness
and in that pure English peculiar to the
gentle youth.
"Aunt Billy said you were too dis
gustingly prudent, says Jenny, who
can spell long words.
"And Aunt Billy thaid," screams
Master BERTHE, with all his curls in his
eyes-"Aunt Billy thaid you wath an
awful gooth."
"You see,'o answered Mr.. Worth,
placidiy, and handing out the play
things, show foolish and mistaken chill
dreR can be-"
Nina WINGED under his calm good
nature, then retired to shady corner
of the piazza, pinned a rose in McAllis-
ter's button-hole, and asked him to fan
her. This appearing to have no effect
on Worth, she called for tire-crackers,
and with several punches open in her
lap, she held fuse over them, and
nonchalantly lighted single ones in her
fingers.
You'll set fire to your Dress" said
Worth.
"Ill take care of her," answered Nc
Allister, sharply.
eff that dress should catch," contin-
ued Worth, it wouldn't be easy TO put
it out" She wore white muslin jacket
to-day, with sky-blue vest. Nina, by
way of response, fired cracker from
her fingers.
"Brava!" exclaimed McAllister.
Worth turned away to answer BERTHE,
who whined, "When is we doin' to fire
all the fngs Off"
"When you take off all that paper
stuff, you may come down TO the foot of
the garden, and III put some crackers
in a barrel for you"
"There's a hogshead down there" /"
shouted Tom-"a big dry hogshead
lyin' on its side. Let's put lots in it,"
"As many as you like" said Worth; ;
"but take off those paper caps. They're