Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1892-10-16

Millicent he must be mad, and it is no use
arguing with lunatic.
| am not engaged-nobody has chosen me
but have partiality, a mere mild par
/ tiality for Mr.. Close, our agent. The girls
don't care for him; he is in appearance like
my Scotch terrier, with reddish face,
smothered in rough, sandy hair and ruddy
beard, but not nearly so likely a companion,
for he does not follow me about like my dog
in fact, he does not follow me at all-and
he is very quiet and reserved. However,
he is coming down here with my father this
| afternoon: he shall take me out sea fishing
| when he comes; the girls are not good sailors
and it is dull to go alone. Maurice will be
| here BY that time, and two more Young men
from the barracks who are coming partly for
the tennis tournament and partly to make
love to Muriel, who is q most abominable
| coouette.
Our lodgings are a the cliff, close to the
sea- A zigzag path leads down upon the
rocks. Our rooms are very dear and very
| dirty. They get dirtier every day; seaside
lodgings are irritating The bedroom which
1 share with Millicent smells of shrimps
| and mildew. Our chest OF drawers wobbles
and the wood has warped. That chest of
| drawers is sermon on tact and a lesson in
| patience. You must maneuver and coax
| this sort of furniture. Once grow annoyed
and You are lost; for when the drawers
come out with a run they come out wholly
| and stay out.
Our dusty water jug holds meager pint
| of water; the basin is shallow; the towels
are fbrous and small; the bath is a irving
| pan; the window rattles all night long; the
bed is not filled with potatoes, as was led
| to fancy, but scantily stuffed with hay and
| flock.
Millicent and 1 have stormy times there
together, very stormy times, if the looking
glass is only half loot square and cloudy
there is no reason why she should monopo-
lize 1t.
There is wind enough to-day to blow your
head of, as well as your hat
"Iftempers are surly
With getting uD early
And tempcrs are short in the morning"
1t is no wonder that spirited family should
have difference of opinion. We have had
more than differences of opinion; we nave
had domestic riot, with a violent conclu-
sion.
1t happened IN this wise:
The sea was rough; so rough, indeed, that
the bathing woman herself, TO the loss of
her daily bread, advised us to forego our in
tended bath; but we had not risen at Z
o'clock in the morning ior nothing. We do
NOT, care for advice, ncr do we shrink from
danger; we are courageous.
Still, as we stood in the break of the
waves, holding on to our ropes for dear life
and trying 10 preserve our footing, when we
we're buffeted and beaten, when the breakers
dashed spray into our faces, when our feet
were cut as the force of the water drew the
shingle from beneath them, when the cold
wind whistled in our ears. don't know
which of us enjoyed herself, but own that
did not.
My sister MelanIe is thin and fragile; she
likes 10 be thought delicate-as a matter Of
fact, she Is not robust-so when o great
wave came rolling In like green mountain,
aud. leaning over her head. dealt her 4 blow
on the chest which rolled her down among
tho pebbles, she thought her last hour he'd
come As soon - her head was out Of The