The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1897-08-06

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~ itssI 1872 g cl!ncn the 49,
~ ~. 50 49, y n0 Drawing pack now,
49, 1919 Os - snAll rum everything.
- ~: y sure g come Dack by the s;ls.
3. - ~ sessn sne ooor q ~. We must
nave everyslnine ready Tor him. Now.
guss: ~ Gown o. once, and ask Harold
g 1917 y o'eloek, ana shall do the
salnae3 ~ il Cn9fles
An - Two inv Y ~ we're dispatched,
receiYe g 5a lln accepted. Harold was al.
reaey Il s conndant. and he understood
tnat THIS was some further develop.
nent q the plot. AZ to Charles, he
was 70 accustomed to feminine eccen-
Itchy :! ~ the person OF his aunt, that
tne only thing which could surprise
MN would pc rigid observance Of etl-
quette. AZ O'Clock they entered the
aining-haA OF No. 2, to hnd the mas
Ter OF the house absent, . red-shadcd
lamp. snowy cloth, 2 pleasant little
.east, ana the two whom they would
nave CHOSEN, AZ their companions. 4
nerr1er party never met, and the house
rang with their laughter and their chat
Ter.
~ - three minutes to ten" cried
cara suddenly glancing at the clock.
SAVVu 6AoCAOue!s. 80 IL 10: NOW 1OT our
little tableau" Ida pushed the cham
payne bottles obtrusively forward, in
the direction Of the door, and scattered
oyster shells over the cloth.
Have you your pipe, Charles?"
MY pipe! Yes.
Inen please smoke 1t. Now don't
argue about 1t, but do It, for you will
ruin the effect otherwise"
ine large man drew out red case,
ana extracted great yellow meer-
schaum, out OF which, q moment Eater,
ne was pulling thick wreaths Of smoke.
harold had lit cigar, and both the
slrls mad cigarettes.
That looks very nice and emanci-
pated, said Ida, glancing round. "Now
l shall lie on this sofa. So! Now.
Cnaries, Just SIT here and throw your
arm carelessly over the back Of the
SOFA. NO, don't stop smoking. like
II. Cara, dear, put your feet upon the
coalscuttle. and do try to look little
dissipated. wish we could crown our
selves with flowers. There are some
lettuces on the sideboard. Oh. dear.
mere ne is! hear his key" She be-
gan to sing in her high, fresh voice
little snatch from French song. with a
swinging ira la-la chorus.
The doctor had walked home from
the station in peaceable and relent-
ing frame of mind, feeling that, per-
haps. he had said too much in the morn
Ing. that his daughters had for years
been models in every way, and that. IL
there had been any change Of late, 1t
was, as they said themselves, on ac-
count Of their anxiety to follow his adj
vice and to initiate Mrs. Westmacott.
He could see clearly enough now that
that advice was unwise, and that a
world peopled with Mrs. .Westnacotts
would not be a happy or soothing
one. 1t was he who was himself to
blame. and he was grieved by the
thought that perhaps his hot words had
troubled and saddened his two girls.
This fear. however. was soon dissi-
pated. AS he entered his hall he heard
the voice of Ida uplifted in . rollicking
ditty, and q very strong smell OF to-
bacco was borne to his nostrils. He
threw open the dining-room door, and
stood aghast at the scene which met
his eyes.
The room was full Of the blue
wreaths of smoke, and the lampIight
shone through the thin haze upon gold
litter NJ oyo<or ohofIs o-a .,..4..