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Mrs. Westmacott were pacing up and
down the lawn, the lady waving her
racket as she emphasized her remarks,
and the doctor listening with slanting
head and little mods of agreement.
Against the rails at the near end Har-
old was leaning in his fiannels talking
to the two sisters, who stood listening
to him with their long dark shadows
streaming down the lawn behind them.
The girls were dressed alike in dark
skirts, with light pink tennis blouses
and pink bands on their straw hats, so
that as they stood with the soft red
of the setting sun tinging their faces,
Clara, demure and quiet, Ida, mischiev-
Gus and daring. 1t was group which
might have pleased the eye of a more
exacting critic than the old sailor.
Eyes, he looks happy, mother" he re-
peated, with a chuckle. 1T was not so
long ago since 1t was you and l who
were standing like that, and l don't
remember that we were very unhappy,
either. 1t was croquet in our time, and
the ladies had not reefed in their skirts
quite so taut. What year would 1t be?
Just before the commission OF the Pencil
ope."
Mrs. Hay Denver ran her fingers
through his grizzled hair. ut was when
you came back in the Antelope, just be-
fore you got your step"
"Ah, the old Antelope! What a clip
per she was She could sail two points
nearer the wind than anything OF her
tonnage in the service. You remember
her mother. You say her come into Ply
mouth Bay. Wasn't she beauty
"She was indeed, dear. But when 1
say that I think that Harold is not
happy / mean in his daily life. Has II
never struck you how thoughtful he Is
at times, and how absent-mindedY'
"In love, perhaps. the young dog. He
seems to have found snug mornings now
at any rate"
IT think that It is very likely that you
are right, Willy" answered the mother
seriously.
But which of them?"
81 cannot tell"
"Well, they are very charming girls
both of them. But as long as he hangs
in the wind between the two II cannot
be serious. After all, the boy Is four
and-twenty, and he made five hundred
pounds last year. He Is better able TO
marry than 1 was when l was ieuten-
ant"
Il
now" remarked the observant mother.
| Charles Westmascott had ceased to
knock the tennis balls about, and was
chatting with Clara Walker. while Ida
and Harold Denver were still talking by
the railing with little outbursts OF
laughter Presently a fresh set was
formed, and Doctor Walker, the odd
man out, came Though the wicket gate
| hn
Good evening, Mrs. Hay Denver"
said he, raising his broad stray hat.
MAY 1 come in?"
Good evening, doctor. Pray do!'
TRY one of these" said the admiral,
holding out his cigar-case. "They are
not bad 1 got them on the Mosquito
Coast. / was thinking of signaling to
you. but you seemed so very happy out
there"
Mrs. westmascott is very clever
woman" said the doctor, lighting the
cigar. "By the way. you spoke about
the Mosquito Coast just now. Did you
see much of the Hyla when you were
out there?"
mo such name on the list" answered
the seaman, with decision. There 4
the Hydra, harbor defense turret-
ship, but she never leaves the home
| waters"
The doctor laughed. I'VE live in two
separate worlds" said he. THE Hyla
is the little green tree frog, and Beale
has founded some of his views on pro-
toplasm upon the appearances of its
nerve cells. 1t is a subject in which
take an interest"
There were vermin of all sorts in the
woods. When have been on river serv-
ice 1 have heard IL at night like the
engine-room when you are on the
measured mile. You can't sleep for the
piping, and croahng, and chirping.
Great Scott! what a woman that is
She was across the lawn in three jumps.
She would have made a captain of the
foretop in the old days"
"She is very remarkable woman
"A very cranky one"
"a very sensible one in some things"
remarked Mrs. Hay Denver
Look at that now!'' cried the ad-
miral, with lunge OF his forefinger al
the doctor. you mark my words
Walker, II we don't look out that wom-
an will raise mutiny with her preach
ing. Here's my wife disaffected al
ready, and your girls will be no bet.
! ter We must combine. man. or there's
an END or all dlSclpllne.
mo doubt she is a little excessive ir
her views" said the doctor, "bu. in the
main think as she does"
Bravo, doctorl' cried the lady.
What, turned traitor to your sex
Well court-martial you as deserter.'
she is quite right. The professions
are not sufficiently open to women They
are still too much circumscribed in theil
employments. They are feeble folk
the women who have to work for theil
bread-poor, unorganized, timid, tax
ing as favor what they might demand
as a right. That is why their case u
not more constantly before the public
for IL their cry for redress was as grea
as their grievance IL would I'll the worlC
TO the exclusion OF all others. IL is al
very we'll for us to be courteous to tn
rich. the refined. those to whom life Il
already made easy. IL is a mere form
a trick of manner. II we are truly
courteous, we shall stoop TO lift ul
struggling womanhood when she reall,
leeds our help-when IL is life and dealt
| TO her whether she has IL or not. An,
, then TO cant about IL being unwomanll
to work In the higher professions. 1t q