Greenfield Evening Republican, Greenfield, Hancock County, 15 April 1895 — Page 4

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The admiral moved uneasily in his chair. "Your is an exceptional case." said he. "But no woman bay a voice. Consider that the women are a majority in the nation. Yet if there was a question of legislation upon which all the women were agreed upon one side and all the men upon the other, it would appear that the matter was settled unanimously when more than half the population were opposed to it. Is that right?" I

Again the admiral wriggled. It was very awkward for the gallant seaman to have a handsome woman opposite to him bombarding him with questions to none of which he could find an answer. "Couldn't even get the torupions out of his guns.'" as he explained the matter to the doctor that evening. "Now, those are really the points that we shall lay stress upon at the meeting. The free and complete opening of the professions. the final abolition of the zenana, I call it. and the franchise to all omen who pay queen's taxes above a certain sum. Surely there is nothing unreasonable in that—nothing which could offend your principles. We shall have medicine, law and the church, all rallying that night for the protection of woman, Is the navy to be the one profession absent?"

The admiral jumped out of his chair with an evil word in his throat. "There. there, ma'am," he cried. "Drop it for a time. 1 have heard enough. You've turned me a point or two. I won't deny it. But let it stand at that. I will think

it over." "Certainly, admiral. We would not hurry you in your decision. But we still hope to see you on our platform." She

What a lovely ?riirate!" "Lovely, you say! Ah. she was lovely! That is the Andromeda. I was a mate aboard of her—sublieutenant they call it now, though I like the old name best." "What a lovely rake her masts have, and what a curve to her bows! She must have been a clipper."

The old sailor rubbed his hands, and his eye.. glistened. His old ships bordered close upon his wife and his son in his affection. "I know Funchal," said the lady carelessly. "A couple of years ago I had a 7-ton cutter rigged yacht, the Banshee, and we ran over to Madeira from Falmouth." "You, ma'am, in a 7-tonner?" "With a couple of Cornish lads for a crew. Oh, it was glorious! A fortnight right out in the open, with no worries, no letters, no callers, no petty thoughts, nothing but the grand works of God. the tossing sea and the great silent s::y. They talk of riding—indeed I am fn-.. nf horses, too—but what is there to pare with tho swoop of a little era she pitches down the long, steep side o! a wave, and then the quiver and spring as she is tossed upward again? Oh, if our souls could transmigrate I'd be a seamew above all birds that fly! But I keep you, admiral. Adieu!"

The old sailor was too transported with sympathy to say a word. He could only shake h.er broad muscular hand. She was

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surgery, government offices, the civil service, all these at least should be thrown freely open to women if they have brains enough so compete successfully for them. Then if woman were unsuccessful it would be her own fault, and the majority of the population of this country could no longer complain that they live under a different law from the minority, and that they are held down in poverty and serfdom, with every road to independence sealed to them." "What would you propose to do, ma'am?" "To set the more obvious injustices right, and so to pave the way for a reform. Now, look at that man digging in the field. I know him. He can neither read nor write, lie is steeped in whisky, and he has as much intelligence as the potatoes that he is digging. Yet the man has a vote, can possibly turn the scale of an election and may help to decide the policy of this empire. Now, to take the nearest example, here am I, a woman who has had some education, who has traveled, and who has seen and studied the institutions of many countries. I hold considerable property, and I pay more i:i imperial taxes than that man spends whisky, which is saying a great deal, and yet I have no more direct influence upon the disposal of the money which I pay than that fly which creeps along the wall. Is that right? Is it fair?"

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rose and moved about in her lounging masculine fashion from one picture to another, for the walls were thickly cov- I ered with reminiscences of the admiral's voyages. "Hullo!" said she. "Surely this ship would have furled all her lower canvas and reefed her topsails if she found herself on a lee shore with the wind on her quarter." "Of course she would. The artist was never past Gravesend, I swear. It's the Penelope as she was on the 14th of June. IS ")?, in the throat of the straits of Banca. with the island of Banca on the star- I board bow and Sumatra on the port. He painted from description, but of course, as yon very sensibly say, all was snug below, and she carried stornisails and double reefed topsails, for it was blowing a cyclone from the sou'east. I compliment you. ma'am. 1 do indeed!" I "Oh, I have done a little sailoring myself—as much as a woman can aspire to, you know. This is the bay of Funchal.

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halt way down the garden path before she heard him calling her and saw his grizzled head and weather stained face looking out from behind the curtains. "You may put me down for the platterm." he cried and vanished abashed bellind the curtain of his Times, where his wife found him at lunchtime. "I hear that you have had quite along chat with Mrs. Westmacott," said she. "Yes, and I think that she is one of the most sensible women that I ever knew." "Except on the woman's rights question, of course." "Oh, I don't know. She has a good deal to say for herself on that also. In fact, mother, I have taken a platform ticket for lief meeting."

CHAPTER VI. AN OLD STORY.

But this was not to be the only eventful conversation which Mrs. Westmacott held that day, nor was the admiral the only person in The Wilderness who was destined to find his opinions considerably changed. Two neighboring families, the Winslows from Aneiley and the Cumberbatches from Gypsy Hill, had been invited to tennis by Mrs. Westmacott, and the lawn was gay in the evening with the blazers of the young men and the bright dresses of the girls. To the older people sitting round in their wicker work garden chairs the darting, stooping. springing white figures, the sweep of skirts and twinkle of canvas shoes, the click of the rackets and sharp whiz of the balls, with the continual "fifteen love, fifteen all!" of the marker, made up a merry and exhilarating scene. To see their sons and daughters so flushed and healthy and happy gave them also a reflected glow, and it was hard to say who had most jileasure from the game, those who played or those who watched,

Mrs. Westmacott had just finished a set when she caught a glimpse of Clara Walker sitting alone at the farther end of the ground. She ran down the court, cleared the net to the amazement of the visitors and seated herself beside her. Clara's reserved and refined nature shrank somewhat from the boisterous frankness and strange manners of the widow, and yet her feminine instinct told her that beneath all her peculiarities there lay much that was good and noble. She smiled up at her. therefore, and nodded a greeting. "Why aren't you playing then? Don't, for goodness' sake, begin to le languid and young ladyish! When you give up active sports, you give up youth." "I have played a set. Mrs. Westmacott." "That's right, my dear." She tapped her upon the arm with her tennis racket. "I like you. my dear, and I am going to call you Clara. You are not as aggressive as I should wish. Clara, but still 1 like yon very much. Self sacrifice is all very well, you know, but we have had rather too much of it on our side and should like to see a little on the other. What do you think of my nephew Charles?"

The question was so sudden and unexpected that Clara gave quite a jump in her chair. "I—I—1 hardly ever have thought of your nephew Charles." "No? Oh. you must think him well over, for I want to speak to you about him." "To me? But why?" "Jt seemed to me most delicate. You see, Clara, the matter stands in this way. It is quite possible that I may soon find myself in a completely new sphere of life, which will involve fresh duties and make it impossible for me to keep up a household which Charles can share."

Clara stared. Did this mean that she was about to marry again? What else could it point to? "Therefore Charles must have a household of his own. That is obvious. Now, I don't approve of bachelor establishments. Do you?" "Really, Mrs. Westmacott, 1 have never thought of the matter." "Oh. yon little sly puss! Was there ever a girl who never thought of the matter? 1 think that a young man of six and twenty ought to bo married."

Clara felt very uncomfortable. The awful thought had come upon her that this embassadress had come to her as a proxy witn a proposal of marriage. But how could that be? She had not spoken more than three or four times with her nephew and knew nothing more of him than he had told her on tho evening before. It was impossible then. And yet what could his aunt mean by this discussion of his private affairs? "Do you not think yourself," she persisted, "that a young man of six and twenty is better married?" "I should think that he is old enough to decide for himself." "Yes, yes. Ho has done so. But Charles is just a little shy, just a little slow in expressing himself. I thought that 1 Would pave the way for liim. Two women can arrange these things so much better. Men sometimes have a difficulty in making themselves clear." "I really hardly follow you, Mrs.

Clara, "I assure you that 1 have not the least idea what it is ±hat you are talking of." "Do you think your sister Ida would have my nephew Charles?"'

Her sister Ida! Quite a little thrill of relief and of pleasure ran through her at the thought. Ida and Charles WestinaI cottl She bad never thought of it. And yet they had been a good deal together,

They had played tennis. They had I shared the tandem tricycle. Again came the thrill of joy, and close at its heels the cold questionings of conscience. I Why this joy? What was the real source of it? Was it that deep down, somewhere pushed back in the black recesses of the soul, there was the thought lurking that if Charles prospered in his wooing then Harold Denver would still be free? How mean, how unmaidenlv, how unsisterly the thought! She crushed it down and thrust it aside, but still it would push up its wicked little head.

She crimsoned with shame at her own baseness as she turned once more to her companion. "I really do not know," she said. "She is not engaged?" "Not that I know of." "You speak hesitatingly." "Because I am not sure. But he may ask. She cannot but be flattered." "Quite so. I tell him that it is the most practical compliment which a man can pay to a woman. He is a little shy, but when he sets himself to do it he will do it. He is very much in love with her, I assure you. These little lively people always do attract the slow and heavy ones, which is nature's device for the neutralizing of bores. But they are all going in. I think if you will allow me that I will just take the opportunity to tell him that, as far as you know, there is no positive obstacle in the way." "As far as I know," Clara repeated as the widow moved away to where tho players were grouped round the net or sauntering slowlj" toward the house. She rose to follow her, but her head was in a whirl with new thoughts, and she sat down again. Which would be best for Ida—Harold or Charles? She thought it over with as much solicitude as a mother who plans for her only child. Harold had seemed to her to be in many ways the noblest and best young man whom she had known. If ever she was to love a man, it would be such a man as that. But she must not think of herself. She had reason to believe that both of these men loved her sister. Which would be the best for her? But perhaps the matter was already decided. She could not forget the scrap of conversation which she had heard the night before, nor the secret which her sister had refused to confide to her. If Ida would not tell her. there was but one person who could. She raised her eyes, aud there was Harold Denver standing before her. "You were lost in your thoughts," said he, smiling. "I hope that they were pleasant ones." ''Oh, I was planning," said she, rising. "It seems rather a waste of time, as a rule for things have away of working themselves out just as you least expect." "What were you planning, then?" "The future." "Whose?'' "Oh, my own and Ida's." "And was I included in your joint futures?" "I hope all our friends were included." "Don't go in." said ho as she began to move slowly toward the house. "I want to have a word. Let us stroll up and down the. lawn. Perhaps you are cold. If you are, I could bring you out a shawl." "Oh. no. I am not cold." "I was speaking to your sister Ida last night." She noticed that there was a slight quiver in his voice, and glancing up at his dark, clear cut face she saw that he was very grave. She felt that it was settled—that he had come to ask her for her sister's hand. 'mv:"She is a charming girl." said he after a pause. "Indeed she is," cried Clara warmly. "And no one who has not lived with her and known her intimately can tell how charming and good she is. She is like a sunbeam in the house." "No one who was not good could be absolutely happy, as she seems to be.

Heaven's last gift, I think, is a mind so pure and a spirit so high that it is unable even to see what is impure and evil in the world around us. For as long as we can see it. how can we be truly happy-" "She has a deeper side also. She does not turn it to the world, and it is not natural that she should, for she is very young. But she thinks and has aspirations of her own." "You cannot admire her more than I do. Indeed, Miss Walker, I only ask to be brought into near relationship with her and t'i feel that there is a permanent bond between us."

It had come at last. For a moment her heart v.\-:s numbed within her, and then a flood of sisterly love carried all before it. Down with that dark thorught which would still try to raise its unhallowed head! She turned to Harold with sparkling eyes and words of pleasure

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macott," cried Clara in despair. 1 "He no profession, but he has nice tastes, lie reads Browning every night. And he is most amazingly strong. When* he was younger, wo used to put on the gloves together, but I cannot persuado him to ndw, for he says he cannot play light enough. I should allow him £500, wliich should be enough at first." "Mv dear Mrs* Westimw-ntf" o.v ~i

"1 should wish to be near and dear to both of you," said he as he took her hand. "I should wish Ida to be my sister and you my wife."

She said nothing. Sho only stood looking at him with parted lips and great, dark, questioning eyes. The lawn had vanished away, the sloping gardens, the brick villas, the darkening sky. with half a pale moon beginning to show over the chimney pots. All was gone, and she was only conscious of a dark earnest pleading face, and of a voice far away, disconnected from herself, the voice of a man telling a woman how ho loved her. He was unhappy, said the voice, his life was a void there was but one thing that could save him he had come to the parting of the ways here lay happiness and honor and all that was high and noble there lay tho soul killing round, tho lonely life, tho base pursuit of money, »tlie sordid, selfish aims. He needed but the hand of tlid woman that he loved to lead him into the better path. [TO BE CONTINUED.]

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