Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1891-12-13

shout Of laughter. ''You sec. Olara, she
cried, ''the charm works already. He has
gone to number one instead Of to number
three. Oh, we shall win great victory.
You've been very good, dear; could see
that you were on thorns to help him when
he was looking for his boots"
Poor papal It is 30 cruel And yet
what arc we to do?''
".Oh, he will enjoy being comfortable all
the more if we give him lutte discomfort
now. What horrible work this chemistry
is Look at my frock It is ruined. And
this dreadful smell I" She threw open the
window and thrust her little golden
curled head out OF it. Charles Westmacott
was hoeing at the other side of tho garden
fence
"Good morning, sir, said Ida
"Good morning r. The big msn Iesnsd
upon his hoe and looked up at her.
"Have you any cigarettes, ChazlssF
eyes, certainly"
'Throw me up two.
"Here is my case. Osn you oatch7
A sealskin case came up with soft thud
onto the floor. Ida opened it It was full
"What are these7" she asked
Egyptians
'tBut why?"
'Never mind r. She nodded to him and
closed the window. eve must remember
all those, Clara" said she. 1--WE must
learn to talk about such things Mrs.
Westmacott knows all about the brands of
cigarettes. Has your rum Gomez"
eyes, dear. It is here"
Sand have my stout. Come along up
to my room now. The smell is too abomin-
able. But we must be ready for him when
he comes back. If We sit at the window We
shall see him coming down the road"
The fresh morning air and the genial
company of the Admiral had caused the doc
tor to. forget his troubles, and he came back
about midday in an excellent tumor. As
he opened the hall door the vile smell Of
chemicals which had spoilt his breakfast
met him with redoubled virulence. He
threw open the hall window, entered the
dining room, and stood sghast at the sight
which met his eyes
Ida was still sitting among her bottles
with lit cigarette in her left hand, and q
glass of stout on the table beside her Clara,
with another cigarette, was lounging In the
easy chair with her several maps spread out
upon the floor around. Her feet were stuck
up on the coal scuttle, and she had .
tumblerful of some reddish-brown compost
ton on the smoking table close at her elbow.
The doctor gazed from one to the other Of
them through the thin gray haze of smoke,
but his eyes rested finally in settled stare
of astonishment upon his elder and more
serious daughter.
sClaral' he gasped, II could noA hsvs
believed itr'
"What is it, papa?"
'fYou are smoking"
''Trying to, papa find II Httls dam-
cult, for have not been used to it."
"But why, in the name of goodness"
"Mrs. Westmacott recommends It
"Oh, lady of mature years may do many
things which young girl must avoid"
ooh, no." cried Ida, "Mrs. Westmaoott
says that there should be ono law for all
Have cigarette, pa"
"No, thank you. I never smoke In the
scNo9 Perhaps you dont care for the
brand. What are these, Clars?''
Egyptians"
sAh, we must have some Turkish. I
wish, pa, when you go into town you would
get me some Turkish. Z"
ST will do nothing Of the kind Ido not
at all think that it is a fitting habit for
young ladies. I do not agree with Mira
upon the point"
"ReaIly, pal It was you who advised N
to initiate her,"
''But with discrimination. What b that
you are drinking, Clara7"
"Rum, papa.
'Rum?" He sat down snd rubbed his
eyes as one who tries to shake of some evil
dream. "Did you say run9"
"Yes, pa"
The doctor rose with gesture Of despair.
IT can't imagine what has come over you
both," said he.
'My dear papa, we are trying hard to
i've up to Mrs. Westmacott's standard
"Well, must say that do not admire
ne result Your chemistry, Ida, may per-
haps do no harm; but your scheme, Clara,
Is out Of the question. How girl Of your
,ense could ever entertain such notion is
more than can imagine. But I must
forbid you to 60 further with
t."
'eBut, pa" asked Ida, with an air Of IN
aocent inquiry in her big blue eyes. "what
Ire we to do when your commands and
Mrs Westmacott's advice are opposed? You
;old US to obey her She says that when
women try to throw off their shackles, their
athers, brothers and husbands are the very
irst to try to rivet them on again, and that
n such q matter no man has any author
ty."
fDoes Mrs. Westmacott teach you that I
I'm not the head of my own house?" The
loctor flushed, and his grizzled hair blistled
n his anger.
"Certainly. She says that all heads Of
,ouses are relics of the dark ages"
The doctor muttered something and
tamped his feet upon the carpet Then
Without a word he passed out into the gar
len and his daughters could see him strid-
ng furiously up and down, cutting off the
leads of the fowers with q switch.
''Oh, you darlingi You played your part
70 splendidlyr cried Ida
"But how cruel it isl When I saw the
orrow and surprise in his eyes very
learly put my arms about him and told him
IL Don't you think We have done
mo, no, no. Not nearly enough. You
must not turn weak now, Clara It is SO
unny that should be leading you. It is
Iuite new experience. But I know that I
m right If we go on as we are doing, we
hall be able to say all our lives that We
ave saved him. And If we don't, oh,
lara, we should never forgive ourselves"
(To be Continued Neat SundaN)
THE EAR OF A MUSICIAN.
aoEarrs Was Very Different From That OF
the Average Man.