The River Falls times. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1894-1933, 1897-07-20

mo? Perhaps you don't care for tb0
brand. What are these, Clara?"
Egyptians
can, we must have some Richmond
Gems or Turkish. I wish, pa, when Won
go into town, you would get me soroa
Turkish
tI will do nothing of the kind. 10
not at all think that it is fitting habit
for young ladies. I do not agree with
Mrs. Westmacott upon the point
Really, pa! 1t was you who advised
us to initiate her"
"But with discrimination. What is II
that you are drinking, Clara?"
Rum, papa"
rum? In the morning." He sat
down and rubbed his eyes as one vino
tries to shake off some evil dream
did you say rum?"
Eyes, pa. They all drink it in the pro-
fession which l am going to take up"
Profession Clara?"
"Mrs. Westmacott says that every
woman should follow calling, and
that we ought to choose those which
women have always avoided"
"Quite So
"Well, l am going to act upon her adj
vice. am going to be a pilot"
MY dear Clara! A pilot! This is too
much
This is beautiful book, papa. The
Lights, Beacons, Buoys, Channels, and
Landmarks of Great Britain Here is
another The Master Mariners Hand
book You can't imagine how interest
ing it is
''You are joking, Clara. You must be
joking!"
mot at all, pa. You can't think what
a lot L have learned already. Tn to
carry a green light to starboard, and a
red to port, with a white light at the
masthead, and a flare-up every fifteen
minutes"
ooh, won't it look pretty at nightw
cried her sister.
"And I know the fog-signals. One
blast means that ship steers to star
board, two to port, three astern, four
that it is unmanageable. But this man
asks such dreadful questions at the end
of each chapter. Listen to this: 'You
see a red light. The ship is on the port
tack and the wind at north; what course
is that ship steering to a point?"
The Doctor rose with gesture Of de-
spair. 81 can't imagine what has come
over you BOTH" said he.
my dear papa, we are trying hard to
live up to Mrs. Westmacott's stand
ard"
'Well, I must say that I do not adj
mire the result. Your chemistry, Ida,
may perhaps do no harm; but your
scheme, Clara, is out of the question.
How a girl of your sense could ever en-
terrain such a notion is more than
can imagine. But l must absolutely
forbid you to go further with it,
But, pa" asked Ida, with an air Of
innocent inquiry in her big blue eyes,
what are we to do when your COM
mands and Mrs. Westmacott's advice
are opposed? You told us to obey her.
She says that when women try to throw
off their shackles, their fathers, broth
ers and husbands are the very first to
try to rivet them on again. and that in
such a matter no man has any author
ity."
Does Mrs. Westmacott teach you
that [ am not the head of my own
house?" The Doctor flushed, and his
grizzled hair bristled in his anger
certainly. She says that all heads
of houses are relics of the dark ages"
The Doctor muttered something and
stamped his foot upon the carpet Then
without word he passed out into the
garden, and his daughters could see
him striding furiously up and down,
cutting off the heads of the flowers
with a switch.
"Oh, you darling You played your
part SO splendidlyp' cried Ida
But how cruel it isl When [ saw the
sorrow and surprise in his eyes [ very
nearly put up my arms about him and
told him ALL Don't you think we have
done enough?"
No, no, no. Not nearly enough You
must not turn weak now, Clara It is
SO funny that l should be leading you
1t IS quite new experience. But /
know [ am right If we go on as we
are doing, we shall be able to say all
our lives that we have saved him. And
II we don't. oh, Clara, we should never
forgive ourselves
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