Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1895-09-19

ut wants to get at Eliza" said the
youth, in confidential whisper. MAS
ter says she would give him more'n he
brought" He smiled affably at the two
little stiff black figures, and departed
In search of his mistress.
"What-what did he say?" gasped
Bertha.
Something about a Oh, goodness
gracious! Oh, help, help, help, help
help" The two sisters had bounded on
to the settee, and stood there with star
Ing eyes and skirts gathered In, While
they filled the whole house with their
yels. Out Of high wicker work basKe'
which stood by the fire there had risen
fiat, dlamond-shaped head with
wicked green eyes which came flicker
ing upwards, waving gently from side
to side, until foot or more or glossy
scaly neck was visible. Slowly the VI
cious head came floating up, while AT
every oscillation a fresh burst OF shrleks
came from the settee,
what in the name OF mischletE
cried voice, and there was the mis-
tress of the house standing In the door
way. Her gaze at first had merely tax
en- In the fact that two strangers were
standing screaming upon her red plush
sofa. A glance at the fireplace, how
ever, showed her the cause OF the ter
ror and she burst into hearty fit OF
laughter.
Charley" she shouted, there's Eliza
misbehaving again"
'I'll settle her., answered masculine
voice, and the young man dashed into
the room. He had a brown horse-cloth
In his hand, which he threw over the
basket, making 1t fast with piece or
Irvine so as to effectually imprison Its
inbate, while his aunt ran across to re-
assure her visitors.
1T Is only a rock snake" she eX-
lained.
"Oh, Berthay "Oh, MonicaW gasped
the poor exhausted gentlewomen.
"She's Matching out some eggs. That
Is why we have the fire. Eliza always
does better when she Is warm. She Is
sweet, gentle creature, but no doubt she
thought that you had designs upon her
eggs. / suppose that you did not touch
any Of them?"
"Oh, let us get away, Bertha" cried
Monica, with her thin, black-gloved
hands thrown forward in adherence.
mot away, but into the next ROOM
said Mrs. Westmacott, with the air OF
one whose word was law, "This way, II
you pleased 1t Is less warm here" She
led the way into very handsomely ap-
pointed library, with three great cases
Of books, and upon the fourth side a
long, yellow table Uttered over with
papers and scientific instruments. "Sit
here, and you there" she continued.
"That Is right, Now let me see, which
OF you is Miss Williams and which Miss
Bertha Willlams?"
II am Miss Williams" said Monica,
still palpitating, and glanclng furtive-
ly about In dread Of some new horror.
"And you live, as I understand, over
at the pretty little cottage. 1t Is very
nice of you to call so early. don't sup
pose that we shall get on, but still the
intention is equally good" She crossed
her legs and leaned her back against
the marble mantelplece.
1--WE thought that perhaps we might
be Of some assistance" said Bertha,
tlmldly. IF there is anything which we
could do to make YOU feel more at
homo"
"Oh, thank you, am too old tray
eler to feel anything but at home where
ever 1 20. I've just come back from
few mon. IS l.. the Marquesas Islands,
where had very pleasant visit. That
was where got Eliza, In many respects
the Marauesas Islands now lead the
world"
Dear me" calculated Miss Williams.
I'm what respect?"
'In the relation Of the sexes. They
have worked out the great problem
upon their own lines, and their iso-
lated geographical position has helped
them to come to conclusion OF their
own. The woman there Is, as she
should be, in every way the absolute
equal of the male. Come In, Charles,
and sit down. Is Eliza all right"
"All right, aunt"
'TThese are our neighbors, the Misses
williams. Perhaps they will have some
stout. You might bring in couple Of
bottles, Charles"
mo, no, think you None for us!'
cried her two visitors, earnestly.
mo? / am sorry that have no tea
to offer you. look upon the subservl-
ency of woman as largely due to her
abandoning nutritious drinks and invig-
Grating exercises to the male. I do
neither" She picked up a pair Of NJ
teen-pound dumb-bells from beside the
fireplace and swung them lightly about
her head. "You see what may be done
on stout" said she.
But don't you think" the elder Miss
williams suggested tlmldly, don't you
think, Mrs. Westmacott, that woman
has mission Of her own?"
The lady of the house dropped her
dumb-bells with crash upon the floor
1.-THE old cantw she cried. 1.-THE OLD
Bhibboleth! What is this mission which
Is reserved for woman? All that is hum
bic, that Is mean, that is soul-killing
that Is so contemplate and 80 ill-pait
that none other will toa|h 1t. All that
is woman's mission. ,AAl, who imposed
these limitations upon her? Who
cooped her up within this narrow
sphere? Was It Providence? Was I
nature? No, 1t was the arch enemy
1t was man." 1'D
"oh, say, auntiel" drawled he
nephew. tNp5yf
ut was man. Charles. 1t was yol
and your fellows. l say that woman
N q colossal monument to the selfish
meas cc man. What Is eli this boaSte'