Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1892-12-28

digniied when we met later in the shools
We saw good deal of Ned after this; he
was always dropping into our house and
staying to tea, and amusing us with his CON-
ical emarks and whimsical oddities. We
all liked him. Ned used to tell us of his
tender passions; how one day he fell in love
with Kit, and the next day with me, and
the day after with Chris: and we used to
laugh at him and sympathize with him. 1t
appears he had number of sisters at home
who worshiped him, so Mr.. Ned soon goi
into the way OF, treating us as sisters. We
used to ask him If he wasn't abashed at
meeting so many of US, and he used 10
laugh and call us the ''great six.
He put a comical sketch in my album-a
back view OF the 'great SIX" We were
standing in a row-Hannah first, because
she was tallest, I next, then Tiny, Bet,
Chris and Kit, in decreasing order. The
sketch was clever, and each of US had some
individuality brought out. He wrote un-
derneath, from Walt Whitman:
oyou daughters of the Westl
Oyou young and elder dau ghters!
In the ranks you move united
Pioneers! o pioneersl
There was a debate one night at the
Union on socialism. The woman question
was dragged in. A charming and enthusi-
astic girl named Primrose Meadowsweet
spoke in favor of women. She was half in
fun and half in earnest, but she spoke de-
lightfulIy as she stood there, looking charm
ing, and uttering audacious protests in
sweetly modulated tones. Poor Ned lost
his heart entirely. He said nothing to us
that night, but he left us early, and we
learned afterwards that he had managed to
interview Miss Primrose Meadowsweet
after the debate.
Next morning went off alone to see the
tapestry of Burne Jones and William Nor
ris in Exeter Chapel, and to buy photo
graphs and books. When 1 returned 1
found Ned in our drawing room, talking to
Chris, Bet and Kit. He had come to un-
burden his soul to us, and to tell how he had
fallen in love with the charming and sweet
voiced Primrose.
We laughed at him at first, and asked
him if he wasn't grateful for having six
sympathetic women souls to come and open
his heart to.
Later on, when the others went out, and
Chris and I were left alone with the young
fellow, we almost thought he was serious
He vowed he had never before seen a
woman whom he loved as he loved this
softly spoken Primrose. She was certainly
lovely girl, and any young man might be
excused Tor losing his heart when he saw
and heard her. She was slim and graceful,
clad in the soft folds Of heliotrope gown,
with large hat shading her exquisi.ely
colored face, pair of starry blue eyes, an
a bewitching smile. Ned seriously wanted
our advice. 1t appears that he had
managed to introduce himself to
Miss Meadowsweet BY representing
himself as an inquiring Yankee who was
thirsting for information on the labor ques-
tion. He had discovered that tine young
lady was nightly interested in the labor
movement. and had six workingmen at pres
ent in Oxford under her pecial care. The
result was that Miss Primrose had gracious
" invited him to afternoon tea with herself
and her mother, TO meet the six working
men. whom he affirmed were miners.
''The difficulty isl mused poor Ned,
''that l don't know or care rap about the
labor question. 1 don't want to meet the
miners, only want to see her. and to ask
her, if dare, for the bit of yellow ribbon
that she wears" Miss Primrose Meadow
sweet was a committee lady.
We laughed and vowed we would warn
the lady against him.
"How?" he asked.
"We'll tell her that YOU are Q fraud, and
and that you don't care about Miners
"That L don't" he said. 'Will they
come with pickaxes over their shoulders?"
he asked comically.
We couldn't say how the miners would
appear at afternoon tea, but surmised they
would come in their best clothes, without
their pickaxes.
"What am to say about the labor
question:" Ned asked with comical be-
wilderment y