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Updated: May 31, 2025
The Bedouins, chattering with cold, stood closer to the comfortable blaze than ever did pater familias in England: they smoked their faces, toasted their hands, broiled their backs with intense enjoyment, and waved their legs to and fro through the flame to singe away the pile, which at this season grows long.
"There's pater familias!" piped Capricornus. "Don't he look ill?" As they mounted the flight of imitation marble steps the face disappeared abruptly. "He's coming to let us in," said Capricornus. "You're sure you've brought the crab and all the rashes?" "Quite sure." "Because, if you haven't, I don't know whatever mater familias'll "
"You I suppose you know, my little ones, what this what you have to do?" he said. "Not so little, if you please, Mr. Vivian," returned the boy. "Yes, we've got to take you with us to see pater familias." "And mater familiar familias," added the little girl. "I see you know," said the Prophet, in a despairing voice. "Very well. Wait here quietly very quietly, while I go and get ready."
Let us observe who occupy them. At a glance it is apparent they are in possession of the "familias principales," the aristocracy of the settlement. Yes there is the rich "comerciante," Don Jose Rincon, his fat wife, and four fat sleepy-looking daughters.
"I wonder," thought the girl with a little thrill at what her fancy pictured for her, "if any of the rest of the family are at home?" The mother bear had been killed; one cub was dead; the second had fled to the cliff tops. Here, where bears were growing scarcer every year, there was little danger of her meeting the pater familias. And yet
Under the republic there was not sufficient limit to paternal power, and the pater familias was necessarily a tyrant. It was unjust that the father should control the property of his son, and cruel that he was allowed an absolute control not only over his children, but also his wife.
"None had been successful until at last one day two members of Co. "A" walked coolly and boldly into the forbidden cottage. First let me give the names of the ones who did it, then I'll tell how they did it. A modest knock at the door brought out 'pater familias' or 'old tar heels' as the unsuccessful besiegers spitefully termed him.
They represent the staid respectability of the middle class. The dresses of the ladies are often rich, seldom brilliant, and there is little sparkle of jewellery. You very frequently perceive family parties, under the care of a grave pater familias and his staid and stately partner. Quakers abound; and the number of ecclesiastically-cut coats shews how many clergymen of the church are present.
Sir Norman, a little portlier, a little graver, in the serious dignity of pater familias; and Leoline, with the dark, beautiful eyes, the falling, shining hair, the sweet smiling lips, and lovely, placid face of old.
To hold the balance straight, however, I may remark that if the men were all fearful "cads," they were, with their cigarettes and their inconsistency, less heavy, less brutal, than our dear English-speaking cad; just as the bright little cafe where a robust mater- familias, doling out sugar and darning a stocking, sat in her place under the mirror behind the comptoir, was a much more civilized spot than a British public- house, or a "commercial room," with pipes and whiskey, or even than an American saloon.
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