Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1891-12-06

palpitating, and glancing furt1yely about Id
dread of some new horror.
"And you live. as 1 understand, over at
the pretty little cottage. 1t is very nice of
you to call so early. don't suppose that
we shall get Oh, but still the intention is
equally good" She crossed her legs and
leaned her back against the marble mantel-
piece.
eve thought that perhaps we might be
of some assistance" said Bertha, timidly.
'Jf there is anything which we could do to
make you feel more at home
'Oh, thank you; l am too old q traveller
to feel anything but at home wherever 60
| I've just come book from few months in
the Marquesas Islands, where 1 had very
! pleasant visit. In many respects the Mar
| quesas Islands now lead the world
'Dear me!' calculated Miss Williams
I'm what respect"
'In the relation of the sexes They have
| worked out the great problem upon their
own lines, and their isolated geographical
| position has helped them to come to a con-
| clusion of their own. The woman there is,
| as she should be, in every way the absolute
| equal of the male. Come in, Charles, and
| sit down. These are our neighbors, the
Misses Williams. Perhaps they will have
some beer. You might bring in couple Of
bottles Charles
''No, no, thank you'll None for usp' cried
her two visitors, earnestly.
''No?" L am sorry that have no tea to
offer you. 1 look upon the subservieney Of
woman as largely due to her abandoning
nutritious drinks AMI invigorating exercises
to the male. I do neither" She picked
up pair of 1j-pound dumb-beils from be-
side the fireplace and swung them lightly
her head. "You see what may be done on
beer" said she.
''But don't you think" the elder Miss
Williams suggested. timidly-'don't YOU
think, Mrs. Westmacott. that woman has
mission of her OWN"
The lady of the house dropped her dumb
bells with crash upon the floor.
''The old cant!' she cried. '"rhe old
shibboleth! What is this mission which is
reserved for woman? All that is humble,
that is mean, that is soul-killing, that is so
contemplate and so ill-paid that none other
will touch it. All that is woman's mission.
And who imposed these limitations upon
her? Who cooped her up within this mar
row sphere? Was it Providence? Was it
nature? No, it was the arch enemy-it was
man."
''Oh, 1 say, auntie!" drawled her
nephew
sit was man, Charles. II was YOU and
your fellows. I say that woman is a eolos-
sal monument to the selfshness of man.
Terrified as they were by this sudden tor
rent of words, the two gentlewomen could
not but smile at the sight of the fiery domi-
neering victim and the big apologize rep
resentative of mankind who sat meekfy
bearing all the signs of his sex. The lady
struck a match, whipped cigarette from
case upon the mantelpieee, and began to
draw the smoke into her lungs.
81 find it very soothing when my nerves
are at all rutHed," she explained. "You
don't smoke? All, you miss one of the
purest of pleasures-one of the few
pleasures which is without a reaction
Miss Williams smoothed out her black
'ilken lap. sit is pleasure" she said,
with some approach to selfassertion,
(which Bertha and are rather too old
ashioned to enjoy"
''No doubt. 1t would probably make yeu
very i'll if you attempted TO. By the way,I
lope that you will come to some of our
Guild meetings. shall see that tickets are
ent you"
"Your Guild?"
'1t is not yet formed, but shall lose no
line In forming committee. 1t is nv
lablt to form branch of the Emancipation
Iu1ld wherever l go. 1t is only by organ
zed resistance, Miss Williams, that we can
lope to hold our own against the selfish sex.
dust you go, them"
Yes, we have one or two other visits to
'ay," said the elder sister. ''You will,
IN sure, excuse me- 1 hope that vou will
ind Norwood pleasant residence"
She came to the door with them, and az
hey glanced back they saw her still stand