The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1909-04-05
 LADY ATEHI VINE
Copyright, 1908, by BRAM STOKER Entered at Stationer's Hall-AH Tights reserved

loilZOH, dlI DeCaIne CnanRed though the wand of some benefcent fairy had obliterated all that was ugly or noxious Tn Its benehcent sweep. Sky and wave were blue: the sun beamed out; and the white-b breasted gulls sweeping above and around the ship seemed like the spirit of nature freed from the thrall of the Ice Queen.
 Naturally the spirits Of the travellers rose They too found their wings free; and the hum and clash of happy noises arose. Unconsciously there was a gen. eral unbending each to the other All the stiffness which Is apt to charac- travellers seemed to melt in the vel. come sunshine; within an hour there was established an easiness of &C., Quaintanceship generally to be found only towards the close of voyage The happiness coming with the sun- shine and the open water, and the re- lief from the appalling gloom Of the blizzard, had made the freed captiyes into friends.
 At such moments like gravitates to like The young to young; the grave to the grave; the pleasure-lovers to their kind; free sex to its free opposite. On the Cryptic the complement of pas- sengerS was so small that the choice of kinds was limited. In all there were only some thirty passengers. None but adventurous spirits, or those under stress of need, challenged a possible recurrence of AtlaJtic dangers which had marked the beginning of the month. when ship after ship of the giant liners arrived in port maimed weight of snow and frozen spray and fog which they carried.
 Naturally the ladies were greatly fin the minority. After all, travel is as time for pleasure trips. The dominant feeling on board on this subject. was voiced in phrase used in the Chart room where the Captain was gen ally fn fo1 old man. The latter, with an uneasy gesture of strokipg his long white moustache. which seemed to be a GUS tom or habit at certain moments of emotion, said:
 And I quite agree with you sch; don't' mind men travelling in any weather. That's mans share. But why in hell. sch. women want to go weather that would make any respect able dog want to lie quiet by the fire side. I don't know. Women should 1earn-' He was interrupted by tall young girl who burst into the room without waiting for a reply to her breathless: May come in D.
 saw you go in, Daddy, and I wanted to see the maps too; so raced I've come just in time to get another lesson about what women ought to dop' As she spoke she linked her arm in her fathers with a fearlessness and
 
 the natural sterness which was pro- claimed in the old mans clear-cut face l was specially reserved for her. She l squeezed his arm in a loving way and | looked up in his face saucfly-the way of an afectionate young girl towards | a father whom she loves and trusts | The old man pulled his arm away and | put 1t round her shoulder. With l shrug which might if seen alone have | denoted constraint. but with a look in the dark eyes and glad tone in the | strong voice which nullifled it abso- lutely. he said to the Captain:
 Here comes my tyrant, Captain. | Now I must behave myself"
 The girl standing close to him went | on in the same loving half-bantering | way:
 should 1earni''
 ''They should learn, Miss Impotence, | to respect their fathersi'' Though he | spoke lightly in a tone of banter and | with a light of affection beaming in his eyes, the girl grew suddenly grave, and | murmured quickly: i
 That is not to be learned. Father. That is born with one. when the father | Captain she went on:
 Di1 you ever hear of the Irishman | wno said: There's some subjects too | sarious for jestin'; an pitaties is wan | iv them? I can't sauce my father or | cham him, or be impudent-though | believe he likes me to be impudent-to | him, when he talks of respect. He has killed men before now for want of that. But he won't kill me. He knows that my respect for him is as big as | my 1ove-and there isn't room for any more of either of them in me. Don't l you Daddy?" . For answer the old man drew her | closer to him; but he said nothing. | Really there was no need for speech. | The spirits and emotions of both were | somewhat high strung in the sudden l change to brightness from the gloom | that had prevailed for weeks. At such | times even the most staid are apt to l be suddenly moved.
 A diversion came from the Captain, l a grave, formal man as indeed becomes | one who has with him almost per petually the responsibility of many | hundreds of lives:
 Did I understand rightly, Colonel | Ogilvie that you have killed men for such cause?' The old gentleman lift ed his shaggy white eyebrows in faint | surprise.an answered slowly and with | an easiness which only half hid an in effable disdain:
 Why cert'nlyr' The simple accept | ance of the truth left the Captain fab bergasted. He grew red and was be- ginning: 'FI thought'-when the girl who considered it possible that quick quarrSl might arise between the two | strong men, interrupted:
 Perhaps Captain, you don't under l stand our part of the world. In Ken | lucky we still hold with the old laws of Honour which we sometimes hear are l dead-or at any rate back numbers fought duels all his life. The Ogilvies | have been fighters way back to the time of the settlement by Lord Balti- | more. My Cousin Dick tells me-for | has to-that they never forced quarreIs | for their own ends: thOugh I muSt !