The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1885-02-21
CHAPTER II.

IL was Mr. Balnes boast never, under any cir
cumstances, to do anything like any one else.
He had been torn from his Pittsburg tannery
by severe and sudden illness On recovering,
and in the same attire in which he went to the
tannery OF morning, he embarked for Europe,
and there regained his health and those peculi-
arities which distinguished him.
Father" in travelling shawl and bandanna
handkerchief, led his family through Europe
and Africa, and touched Asia He planted his
sturdy legs on Arabian SOIL and ate cold camel
in the desert He insisted on poor mothers
keeping house in Jerusalem, and. turning up in
Egypt he became the victim of a mania called
'Banes's Museum of Antiquities, for which he
collected a variety of expensive trash which fol-
lowed in his train as if European collectors had
one eye and that was enviously fixed on his
treasures.
With unerring instinct Mr.. Baines always
went to the hot places in the heat and to the
cold places in the cold
1t was owing to accident that he did not reach
Switzerland in the depth of winter; the truth is,
he needed a breathing spell to collect his ideas.
Europe troubled him; there was too much to see
in a small space He thought of Thotmes III and
few other trihes he had bought, yet somehow
he felt. try as he would, he could not compete
with your "Loovers" and your "Pity Palaces"
But here was Geneva without the shadow of
museum. and Geneva was as old the hills.
while Pittsbure's museum was started and
slowed away in-Jack Wardlows room.
To him Mr.. Baines explained his plans.
He acknowledged the superior merits of mas
cultic SocleUy ny ueSeFtlHR NlOLner ana hose Tor
Wardlow. Mother did not care, but it was hard
for Rose, as Mrs. Baines hated walking and OBJ
jected to riding 50 the poor child had nothing to
do but to look out of the window signing a little
as she watched father stump through the park
over the way, beside the gallant man who, three
days ago., had saved her from Thotmes III, and
who had such pleasant smile
1t was not till the second day after their ar
rival that Wardlow, going up stairs met Miss
Banes descending.
II have had no chance to tell you how we'll I
slept she said, looking at him with smiling eyes.
And slept no worse. have just left your
father-he does not even suspect. l hope you
believe he is quite safe-Thotmes, / mean"
"Ideed, d o."
Miss Baines would you perhaps like to take
a walk beside the lake, if you have nothing bet
ter to do.'
Miss Baines would, but somehow, fate was
against them in the shape of father. They found
him at the hotel entrance expatating to the
head waiter on the low and thievish disposition
of all Europeans, and the superior intelligence
and wealth of Americans All this III a distinct,
nasal voice, with much waving of pair Of Wig
orous arms
Going out, are your he asked, as Wardlow
and Rose passed him. II guess I'll 90 too" And
he took such possession of Jack that Rose had to
walk behind them in the narrow paths, and
having accidentally interfered with the free play
of fathers feet was commanded to return to the
hotel and see to mother.
but, Mr.. Baines. / think the walk will do
your daughter. good, Jack demonstrated.
TIA fatal Who knows best, you or II l am
here for my health. Miss Baines isn't. Be-
sides don't want my woman kind about all the
time"
Rose went back without a word, but for the
first time in her nineteen years of existence
something in her heart rebelled against her
father She went up to her mothers room in a
brown study, and sat down low chair OPP
posite Mrs. Baines, who mending stockings
with her broad back against the scenery
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her spectacles ana smoothing her stout face, 4
shall be glad when we get back to America. for
Europe just grinds the bottoms out of your pas
stockings. Sightseeing is very wearin'."
Mother Rose asked, leaning forward with
her hands on her knees mother, We're you very
much in love with father, oncel"
Rose, child! Well. l never" Mrs. Baines
cried, sitting bolt upright and dropping cascade
of blue knit socks.
WAS father much in love with your Rose
continued ignoring mothers surprise
Child if you ever find man who thinks
quarter as much of you you'll be lucky" mother
said, bridling Your pa threatened to kill him
self if wouldn't marry him."
But, now, you don't suppose he would have?'
ut is very curious Rose reflected ''He don't
look like it. One might expect it of tall man,
but father is so short"
You're foolish, Rose mother interrupted
For the first time there was q chill between
them, for mother kept for father glowing spark
still active underneath the ashes of what had
once been fine coEfagration. With reasonable
eherlShlng, 1t promised to last long she did.
Then, to have her child ask il father had
been in love with her! 1t was too much to bear,
and mother, like certain notorious worm,
turned, and was very cross that afternoon.
The next afternoon Wardlow eluded father,
and looked about for glimpse of red cloak
The great drawing room stood open and Ward
low stced in: sure enough, he saw the object of
his search seated on scarlet ''pouf,n reading to