The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1891-03-05
LOVE FINDS THE WAY.

aSSlduOuSlY employed III fastening
dried butterflies on sheet of paste
board with an Encyclopedia of Eto
mologyn lying on the table beside her,
and nagnifying glass affixed in some
mysterious manner TO her nose. She
was spare, prim, hard-featured mat
ron, was Mrs. Dewsford-one who be-
lieved in Women's Rights. and thought
woman generally a much abused per-
sonage, deposed from her proper
sphere and trampled on by the tyrant
man,
Mrs. Dewsford had come very near
being a man hcrself-what with n deep
voice and Il bearded chin, and a figure
quite innocent of all superfluous curves
or graces! Really. if she had changed
her skirt and bodice to trousers and
coat she would have passed for one of
the contemned sex without much diff
Guilty.
But Lizzie Dewsford was quite diff
ferent-Lizzie Dewsford who stood be-
side her mother with cheeks round
and ripe as a peach, deep blue eyes
made mystic and shady by their long
lashes, and brown hair wound round
and round her pretty head in shining
coils. You wondered. rs you gazed
at her. how they could both be women
and yet so unlike.
Nonsense, child" said Mrs. Dews-
ford, critically examining a butterfly
with pale yellow wings, sprinkled
with carmine.
But. mamma pleaded Lizzie, 1T
isn't nonsense. He really does want
to marry me"
Marriage is all a mistake Eliza
BETH" said Mrs. Dewsford, laying
down her magnifying glass. Il don't
mean YOU shall marry ut all.
"Mammain
"a woman who marries," went on
the strong minded matron, "is II
woman ensIaved. ii | had known as
much about life when | was IS as / do
now | would never have married.
From the standp point of Il grand mis-
take committed in my own life | can
rectifv yours, + izabeth."
But mamma!n cried poor Lizzie,
what shall | do?'
DO. childl dor' calculated the
mother. That is n pretty question
for my daughter 10 ask. Why. read
study-improvc your mind. Devote
all Tie cucrgics OF your nature to the
solving Of the great social problems
that Surroand YOU"
Il don't care a pin for the social
problems, mamma. demonstrated Liz
zie, Il rather Ike Charley Everett, and
I'm going to marry iim!'
Never. with my consent
oh mamma" cried Lizzie, aghast;
surely YOU would not
"Elizabcth.n y said Mrs. Dewsforl. in
tone of judicial calmness. don't
YOU see what confusion You are Gre
atiag among these insects which l
have so carefully classified? | beg
Won will interrupt my studies no
longer. Go and finish reading that
report Of the English Convention for
the Amelioratian Of Womankind.
What are you crying for? A well-reg-
ulated woman never cries.
Il wish | wasn't a womani" sobbed
poor Lizzie. Il wish | wasn't some
thing that had to be elevated, and inn
proved, and cultivated! Oh, mamma,
| darling. YOU weren't in earnest when
YOU said vou wouldn't consent TO my
marrying Charley! We shall be so
happy together; and he says he will
| be miserable without me; and"
Elizabeth, | am astonished ut you!
| Oi course | was in earnest! | have
neither gold nor jewels to lay on the
| shrine OF the cause; but l have a
! daughter, and | intend to show the
world what a woman. unshackled and
| uufettercd can be capable of. You,
/ Elizabeth. should glory iu thus becom-
! iug an otferingm
But Lizzie. apparently uuapprecia-
| tive of the great lot in store for her,
! cried more pitcOuSly than ever.
Tears will not melt me-" said Mrs.
! Dewsford. calmly resuming the ency.
! clopadia. Il only regret TO be the
mother of so degenerate a daughter!
Mamma" ventured poor Lizzie,
after few minutes of silent grieving,
II promised Charley to ride out
! with him this afternoon3'
You must give him up, Elizabeth
Upon such subject | can accept nc
compromise"
But | promised, mammal
Mrs. DewSford gravely rubbed thu
end of her nose.
a promise is promise, Elizabeth
nor shall require you to break it.
(IIere Lizzie brightened.) But shall
accompany you!' Crhe pretty face
became clouded and overcast once
more) "Whcre are YOU going?"
TO the woods beyond the glen
mamma. Charley is going to ge
some wood sorrel for my herbarium.
Nor will the expedition be uuprof
table TO me- said Mrs. Dewsford
gravclv. There are many ehoic'
varieties of Adiantum and Aspleniun
to be found in those woods, and m,
collection of native ferns is as yet in
complete"
And Lizzie went away in great con
sternation-uot to read reports. nor t
study paleontology. but to slip out il
the garden. where n great rose tre
ca.ueled the velvet grass With shower