Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1897-03-25

| searched, while the three servants took
up the quest, STOPPING and peeping I'm
she says that when women try to throw
der bookcases and drawers. Ida had
returned to her studies, and Clara to
her blue-covered volume, sitting alb
sorbed and disinterested amid the BUS
tie and the racket. At last a general
buzz Of congratulatfon announced that
the cook had discovered the boots hung
up among the hats in the hall. The
Doctor, very red and flustered, drew
them on, and stamped off to join the
Admiral in his morning walk
AS the door slammed Ida burst into
a shout of laughter. "You see, Clara, :"
she cried. "the charm works already.
He has gone to number one instead Of
to number three. Oh, we shall win a
great victory. You've been very good,
dear; l could see that you were on
thorns to help him when he was look
ing for his boots.''
Poor papa 1t 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 Isl! Look at my frock! It is
ruined. And this dreadful smell!' 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 seal-skin case came with soft thud
on to the floor. Ida opened it. 1t was
full.
What are these?" she asked.
Egyptians"
What are some other brands?''
ooh, Richmond Gems, and Turkish,
and Cambridge. But why?"
Never mind!" She nodded to him
| and closed the window. 1--WE must re-
member all those, Clara" said she.
1--WE must learn to talk about the
brands of cigarettes. Has your rum
Gomez"
eyes, dear. It is here"
'And have my stout. Come along
up to my room now. This smell is too
abominable. But we must be ready for
him when he comes back. If we sit at
the window we shall see him coming
down the road"
The fresh morning air, and the genial
company Of the Admiral had caused
the Doctor to forget his troubles, and
he. came back about midday in an ex-
| cellent humor. AS he opened the hall
| door the vile smell of chemicals which
| had spoilt his breakfast met him with
| redoubled virulence. He threw open
the hall window, entered the dining
| room, and stood aghast at the sight
| which met his eyes.
| Ida was still sitting among her bot
| ties, with lit cigarette in her left hand
| and a glass Of stout on the table beside
| her. Clara, with another cigarette, was
| lounging in the easy chair with several
maps spread out upon the floor around.
Her feet were stuck up on the coal scut-
tie. and she had tumblerful Of some
| reddish-brown composition on the
| smoking table close at her elbow. The
Doctor gazed from one to the other Of
them through the thin gray haze of
smoke, but his eyes rested finally in a
settled stare of establishment upon his
elder and more serious daughter.
"Claraw he gasped, II could not have
believed it!'
what is it, papa?'
"You are smoking"
"Trying to, papa. I find it a little
| difficult, for I have not been used to
it."
"But why, in the name OF goodness
"Mrs. Westmacott recommends It."
| ooh, a lady Of mature years may do
many things which a young girl must
avoid"
| ooh, no." cried Ida. MRS. Westma-
colt says that there should be one law
for all. Have a cigarette. pap
mo, thank you. never smoke in the
morning."
mo? Perhaps you don't care for the
brand. What are these. Clara?"
| "Egyptians."
| "Ah, we must have some Richmond
Gems or Turkish. I wish, pa, when you
| 20 into town, you would get me some
| Turkish"
II will do nothing Of the kind. do
not at all think that it is fitting habit
for young ladies. I do not agree with
Mrs. Westmacott upon the point"
Really, pa! It was you who advised
us to initiate her."
But with discrimination. What Is 1t
| that you are drinking, CARA!
| Rum. papa"
| "Rum? In the morning.? He sat
down and rubbed his eyes as one who
tries to shake off some evil dream.
| did you say rum?"
| "Yes. pa. They all drink it in the pro-
fession which am going to take up"
| "Profession, Clara?
Mrs Westmacott says that every
woman should follow calling, ana
that we ought to choose those "hlcn
| .or-nn ave always avoided
"Well, I am going to act upon her ad-
vice. I am going to be pilot"
my dear Clara! A pilot! This is too
much"
"This is beautiful book. papa. The
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