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

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thing" says the excited Tom.
Bravoi" cries Nina.
"And Mr.. Worth Is with him, and
amt got 80 much as a cracker" adds
Tom, with proper disgust
Humphl / never did like Mr..
Worth, " says Nina, sympathetieally
He likes you, bet, Aunt Billy; but
you won't marry him, win you, Aunt
BillyP' asks Tom, who was AZ that ten
der age when the small boy is quite
jealous Of the affections Of a pretty
aunt.
"Marryl Nonsense, child, wouldn't
marry any man." answers Nina, with
very marked italics. "I have to make
career.n
whats thatp" says Tom.
"Why, it's a-a-it's writing a great
book, or painting a picture, or going on
/ the stage, or Well, it's showing
woman is just as clever as a man"
"But a woman amt" says the un-
gallant Tom.
" You think so because you're only a
child, and ignorant"
"I amt ignorant neither" answers
my eldest hope, whose grammar weak
ems as his zeal Strengthens. ~ say a
woman can't lift barrel of flour, and
man oan. So"
Like your father, Master Tom, you
confound muscle with brains. A wOm-
an can do much better than lift barrel
of flour" ...
"Ho! women git scared" says Tom.
"But never mind; you're q brick, Aunt
Billy, and you sha'n't marry any body
not McAllister neither"
i" All, now, Tom, 1 might marry No
Allister.n
"Gus McAllister is fortune-hunter, {"
remarked, gravely.
He's very handsome" ," says my per-
verse sister-in-law, "and has very iu-
dicious views on the Woman Question
hasn't he, MuffP'' At this she pulls old
Muff's ear, but having gone to sleep, he
makes no sign.
Humbugl" I exclaim. "He's try
ing 10 please you by humOring your fol-
lies. Now Worth is a man that"
"That undertakes to make all the
world accept his opinions"
" He is very moderate and reasona-
BILE" say, warmly.
''He isnp,n Miss Italics contradicts,
fatty; "he stares a solemn disapproval
of what he doesn't like"
"That was when you remarked you'd
like to put on boys clothes and run
away to sea, wasn't it?"
"Never mind when it was;" and
Nina fushes slightly, for Worth did
subdue her that time by looking gravely
straight into her blue eyes. "But
wouldn't marry a man who hasn't prop
er views on the Woman Question:
man like John Worth-if-if-"
"If he gave you the chance" sug-
gest, maliciously.
"How do you know he hasn't given
me the chanceP"
"Because he's a man of sense" l
answer, knowing Nina will retort, and
l shall get at the truth.
"Then the 'man of sense has conde-
scended to nonsense" says Nina, in
scornful mockery.
"NonsenseP Oh, that's yourself, 1
suppose"
She noticed the slur by look of in
effable contempt, and went on, helping
her speech by dramatic shake of ban
giles and bare arm: "And nonsense
| refused him.
"Mina," exclaims her sister, "you
ought to love a man like Worth. He'd
make a sensible girl of YOU"
"Thanks for the implied compliment
to the present state Of my wits, Mrs.
Mary. AS to love, Arthur Helps laws
down, as the first rule of advancing
career of distinguished public useful
ness, Avoid engrossing affections" 2"
McAllister's brought lots o. pin
Wheels" screams Tom from the win
dow, and calls out through the glass,
d" Hellol"
Muf barks, then goes to sleep within
the same second. Nina Jerks down the
brown Jacket snugly over her trim
shoulders and waist, feels the little up
right collar to make sure it's not Gskew,
then lets her hand wander lightly over
the earrings and the short fair curls,
and, satisfied she is all right, turns to
the door.
In comes McAllister ahead. "Oh,
Mr.. McAllister, I'm so glad to see you'll
cries Miss Italics, with effusion; "and
how good you are to bring fire-worksl
lOUe to hold Roman candle while it
fzzes off. ~
"a woman's dress is hardly safe near
Roman Candles" remarks Worth, as
he bows and puts out his hand.
"Oh, are goa hereP" says Nina, by
way of welcome; and in minute she is
lost in the embrasuTe of a window, un-
packing endless varieties of rockets and
"pieces." McAllister stoops over her
shoulder, and the excited children, with
Tom at their head, crowd about, poking
little fingers into paper conVolutiOns, to
find out, as BERTHE says, whereabouts
the bang-bang is Wrapped up in 'em."
By-and by we all go to dinner, and,
as usual, Nina drags the conversation
toward what she calls the Woman Ques-
ton, Her style of argument is not logi-
cal, and the sequence of her remarks is
peculiar. She throws down the gaunt-
let in this fashion; 1..-
Women as lawyers are cleverer
than men, and I'm glad ofR."
"They are, indeed" McAllister
agrees. "Miss Brief, of Nevada, won
case for a man who, without doubt,
murdered his wife,"
"She ought to be ashamed of her
self" says Nina, snubbing McAllister,
| and hurting her own cause.
The young fellow strokes his blonde
mustache, laughs, and tries not to look
annoyed.
"But women do succeed in all pro-
fessions," Nina goes on, aggressively.
Then she looks at Worth, aiming to
draw him into a discussion. He guards
a grave silence. '....
McAllister says, " OF course"
"The President of our club has writ
ten book" she says, looking directly
| at Worth