The Press., 1893-06-15

pc ready to ulOVe~1u d IeW ul1uuGcS. "But what on earth are you doing, IdaY' asked the doctor. "The smell is most offensive And, good gracious, look at the mess which you have made upon the cloth! Why, you have burned hole right through"
 ssOh, that is the acid," Ida answered contentedly. "Mrs. Westmacott said that it would burn holes.
 ""You might have taken her word for it without trying" said her father dfyly. s'But look here, pa! See what the book says: sThe scientific mind takes nothing upon trust. Prove all thingsp l have proved that
 "You certainly have. We'll, until breakfast is ready I'll glance over The Times. Have you seen it?"
 "The Times? Oh, dear me, this is it which I have under my spirit lamp. ] am afraid there is some acid upon that too, and it is rather damp and torn. Here it is."
 The doctor took the bedraggled paper with rueful face. Everything seems to be wrong today" he remarked. ''What is this sudden enthusiasm about chemis- try, Ida?'
 "Oh, I am trying to live up to Mrs Westmacott's teaching"
 "Quite right, quite rightr' said he, though perhaps with less heartiness than he had shown the day before. "Ah, hart is breakfast at last!' -.. But nothing was comfortable that morning. There were eggs without egg spoons, toast which was leathery from being kept, dried up rashers and grounds in the coffee Above all there was that dreadful smell which pervaded every thing and gave horrible twang to every mouthful. s'I don't wish to put damper upon your studies, Ida," said the doctor as he pushed back his chair. "But do think it would be better if you did your chem ical experiments little later in the day." "But Mrs. Westmacott says that wom- en should rise early and do their work before breakfast" .:--s ."--t - ''Then they should choose some other room besides the breakfast room." The doctor was becoming just a little ruff1ed Aturn in the open air would soothe him, he thought. Where are my boots?" he asked.
 But they were not in their accustomed corner by his chair. Up and down he searched, while the, three servants took up the quest, stepping and peeping under bookcases and drawers. Ida had re- turned to her studies and Clara to her blue covered volume, sitting. absorbed and disinterested amid the busEle and the racket. At last a general buzz of congratulation announced that the cook had discovered the boots hung up among the hats in the hall. The doctor, very red and fustered, drew them on and stamped off to join the admiral in his morning walk .-.E As the door slammed Ida burst into a shout of laughter. You see, Clara, , she cried, ''the charm works already He has gone to No. instead of to No. B. Oh, we shall win great victory. You've been very good, dear. I could see that you were on thorns to help him when he was looking for his boots."
 s'Poor papa! It is so cruel. And yet what are we to dO!'
 ''Oh, he will enjoy being comfortable all the more if we give him little dis comfort now. What horrible work this chemistry is! Look at my frock! It is ruined. And this dreadful smelly! She threw open the window and thrust her little golden curled head out of it. Charles Westmacott was hoeing at the other side of the garden fence. "Good morning, sir," said Ida. "Good morning." The big man leaned upon his hoe and looked up at her. ''Have you any cigarettes, Charles?' "Yes, certainly" ''Throw me up two"
 "Here is my case. Can you catch?" A sealskin case came with soft thud on the floor. Ida opened it. It was full. .14t-. "What are these" she asked. sEgyptians."
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