Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1893-06-15

Gems or Turkish. Iwish, pa, when yor
go into town you would get me som,
Turkish"
81 will do nothing of the kind. dc
not at all think that 1t is a fitting habit
for young ladies. do not agree witt
Mrs. Westmacott upon the point"
Really, pa! 1t was you who advised
us to initiate her."
'But with discrimination. What is il
that you are drinking, Clara2"
"Rum, papa"
"Rum? In the morningY' He sat down
and rubbed his eyes as one who tries to
shake off some evil dream. "Did YOU
say rum?"
eyes, pa. They all drink it in the pro-
fession which l am going to take up"
Profession, Clara2'
"Mrs. Westmacott says that every
woman should follow calling, and that
we ought to choose those which women
have always avoided"
"Quite so."
"Well, l am going to act upon her ad-
vice. am going to be pilot"
my dear Claral A pilot? This is too
much"
"This is beautiful book, papa. THE
Lights, Beacons, Buoys, Channels and
Landmarks of Great Britain Here is
another, The Master Mariners Hand
book You can't imagine, how interest
ing it is"
"You are joking, Clara. You must
be joking"
''Not at all, pa. You can't think what
lot l have learned already. I'm to
carry a green light to starboard and
red to port, with white light at the
masthead, and flare up every 10 minutes"
"Oh, won't it look pretty at nighty'
cried her sister.
"And l know the fog signals. One
blast means that q ship steers to star
board, two to port, three astern, four
that it is unmanageable. But this man
asks such dreadful questions at the end
of each chapter. Listen to this: You
see red light. The ship is on the port
tack and the wind at north. What
course is that ship steering to pointp"
The doctor rose with a gesture of de-
spair. II can't imagine what has come
over you both," said he.
my dear papa, we are trying hard to
live up to Mrs. Westmacott's standard"
well, must say that l do not ad
mire the result. Your chemistry, Ida.
may perhaps do no harm, but your
scheme, Clara, is out Of the question.
How girl Of your sense could ever en-
tertain such a notion is more than can
But l must absolutely forbid
you to go further with it."
But, pa" asked Ida with an air of in
nocent inquiry in her big blue eyes,
''what are we to do when your com
mands and Mrs. Westmacott's advice are
You told us to obey her. She
says that when women try to throw off
their shackles their fathers, brothers and
husbands are the very first to try>to
'ivet them on again, and that in such q
natter no man has any authority"
"Does Mrs. Westmacott teach you that
am not the head of my own house?"
The doctor flushed, and his grizzled hair
1ristled i'll his anger.
Certainly. She says that all heads of
louses are relics of the dark ages"
The doctor muttered something and
tamped his foot upon the carpet. Then
word he passed out into the
arden, and his daughters could see him
triding furiously up and down, cutting
If the heads of the flowers with a
witch.
"Oh, you darling You played your
art so splendidlyl" cried Ida.
"But how cruel it isl When saw the
olrow and surprise in his eyes, very
early put my arms about him and told
i'm all. Don't you think we have done
noughP
mo, no, no. Not nearly enough. You
lust not turn weak now, Clara. It La 80
lnny that should be leading you. 1t
quite O now experience. But know
nat am right. If we go on as we ore
Ding, we shall be able to say all our
YES that we have saved him. And IL
70 don't, oh, Clara, we should never for
I've ourselves"
CONTINUED ON THURsDAY1