Hutchinson gazette. [volume] (Hutchinson, Kan.) 1895-1902, 1895-10-10

>HZN. munchlng innocent-
~" ly at his mullins,
was the victim
against whom their wiles were planned
Patiently they waited until at last
their opening came.
'It is a beautiful day." he remarked
at will do for Mrs. Westmacott. She
was thinking Of having spin upon
the tricycle."
Then we must call early. We Doth
Intended to see her after breakfast"
ooh, indeedp' The doctor looked
pleased.
"You know, pa" said Ida, ut seems
to US that we really have very great
advantage in having Mrs. Westmacott
living so near"
why so, my dear?"
"Well, because she Is so advanced
you know. If we only study her ways
we may advance ourselves also"
II think have heard you say, papa
Clara remarked, that she is the type
Of the woman Of the future"
81 am very pleased to hear you speak
80 sensibly, my dears. certainly think
that she is a woman whom you may
very well take as your model. The more
intimate you are with her the better
pleased I shall be-"
''Then that is settled" said Clara de-
murely, and the talk drifted to other
matters.
All the morning the two girls sat ex-
tracing from Mrs. Westmacott her
most extreme view as to the duty OF the
one sex and tyranny Of the other. ADJ
solute equality, even in details, was
her ideal. Enough of the parrot cry OF
unwomanly and unmaidenly. It had
been invented by man to scare woman
away when she poached too nearly up
on his precious preserves. Every wom-
an should be independent. Every
woman should learn a trade. 1t was
their duty to push in where they were
least welcome. Then they were mar
tyrs to the cause, and pioneers to their
weaker sisters. Why should the wash
tub, the needle, and the housekeeper's
book be eternally theirs? Might they
not reach higher, to the consulting
room, to the bench, and even to the pull
pit? Mrs. Westmacott sacrificed her
tricycle. ride in her eagerness over her
pet subject, and her two fair disciples
drank in every word, and noted every
suggestion for future use. That after
noon they went shopping in London, and
before evening strange packages began
to be handed in at the Doctors door.
The plot was ripe for execution, and
one of the conspirators was merry and
jubilant, while the other was very nerv-
Gus and troubled.
NHTt,o,, 4I,o nOatOy ~ mo fO tho Hinin o.
room next morning, he was surprised
to find that his daughters had already
been up some time. Ida was installed
at one end Of the table with a spirit
lamp, a curved glass flask, and several
bottles in front Of her. The contents
of the flask were boiling furiously,
while a villainous smell filled the room.
Clara lounged in an armchair with her
feet upon a second one, a blue-covered
book in her hand, and huge map Of
the British Islands spread across her
lap. "Hullow cried the doctor, blink
ing and smiling, where's the break
fast?"
ooh, didn't you order it," asked Ida.
az! No; why should II" He rang the
bell. "Why have you not laid the break
fast, Jane?"
IF you please, sir, Miss Ida was a
workin' at the table"
ooh, of course, Jane" said the young
lady calmly. II am so sorry. 1 shall
be ready to move in few minutes"
but what on earth are you doing,
Ida?" asked the Doctor. 1.-THE smell Is
most offensive. And, good gracious,
look at the mess which you have
made upon the cloth Why, you have
burned a hole right through"
"Oh, that is the acid" Ida answered
contentedly Mrs. Westmacott said
that 1t would burn holes"
"You might have taken her word for
It without trying" said her father
dryly."
''But look here, pal See what the
book says: The scientific mind takes
nothing upon trust. Prove all thingsp
have proved that"
You certainly have. Well, until
breakfast is ready I'll glance over the
Times. Have you seen it,"
1.-THE Times? Oh, dear Inc, this Is It
which I have under my spirit-lamp.
am afraid there is some acid upon that
too, and 1t Is rather damp and torn.
Here It Is"
The Doctor took the bedraggled pa
per with a rueful face. Everything
seems to be wrong to-day" he re-
marked. What is this sudden enthu-
siasm about chemistry, Ida?"
"oh, am trying to live up to Mrs.
Westmacott's teaching"
"Quite right quite right" said he,
though perhaps with less heartiness
than he had shown the day before.
"Ah, here is breakfast at lastW
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
everything and gave a horrible twang
to every mouthful.