Rock Island daily Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1886-1893, 1891-01-29
MISS SOMEBODYEISE.

assembly
'I'll cut and rum" he said to himself the
following morning as the ful realization
of his embarrassing position dawned on
his mind, IT'S devil Of a mess"
He pondered the situation for 4 time,
and finally decided to accept an ;-yitation
ne had from an old college chum to visit
him at Cape Cod. Harry Pollard forth
with wired his friend Bob Hewitt ana told
him he was coming.
Fiancee No. was a tall, stately girl 81
twenty-five She had known II lrry Pollard
ever since they were children. lie had al
ways liked Carolyn Cannon, and that even
ing after they had waltzed together he
thought he loved her, and told ler 50. She
thought she loved him, and said so. 1t
would have been very well, no loubt, if
matters had paused here; but I hey didn't.
FiGncee No. , was Miss AsDin all-.Jones,
and she wouldn't have captured Harry
Pollard if it hadn't been for a very schem-
ing mamma. When Pollard accepted a
seat in Mrs. Aspihwall- Jones carriage TO
drive to the assembly he did not dream the
consequences of the rash act Eor before
the cotilion was half over the schemino
mamma had very bad hea lache-and
would Mr.. Pollard mind if she drove home
at once? They might finish the dance and
very likely could get some one TO chaperone
them on their homewar,i drive
Very likelyr'-nothing of the sort.
When Harry Pollard and Miss Asp:a-
wall-Jones got into the brougham before
everybody, and brazenly started off for
two mile drive after midnight, significant
Glances were exchanged among the on
lockers
Too bad, you know" said one. Hes
too good = fellow for her"
1t was tacitly understood that she was
hunting his money. She wis in awfullv
pretty girl and all that, but friEhtfullv
poor.
Miss Aspinwsll-Jone had passed through
four seasons more or less, and wGs too old
hand TO let such an opportunity pass 1t
was not every day that she could manage
things 10 have Harry Pollard acne with
her in a brougham.
1t was an alleged fainting fit that did the
business then; and when girl sinks down
on your shoulder, and when her lips look
very red and tempting, what are you to do,
Harry Pollard was but human, and forgot
all about Carolyn Cannon. When he left
Miss Aspinwall- Jones that night there was
an understanding between them.
But don't tell any one yet" ne said
Everything seemed to go wrong after ne
left Lenox He missed his connections at
Boston, and at last when he reached his
Cape Cod retreat he found no one waiting
for him at the station
Rain was falling, and haZy fog obscured
everything. 1t was after SIX and growing
dark rapidly. Harry Pollard stood on The
platform in his gray macintosh and looked
about helpleSslv.
He questioned the station agent, and was
directed to a cottage a half mile up the
road. Then he resolutely trau.ped off, car
rying single hand bag.
I'll find the place, never fear" he said
Presently he came TO cottage answer
ing to the description given HIM. He
walked up the steps, but before he had
time to pull the bell the door was opened
suddenly, pair of arms were around his
neck and he was kissed heartily or the lips
by an extremely pretty girl. He didn't
seem 10 mind it, and stood stock still in
abject confusion. Then the girl drew back,
saying:
Bob, Gear, I'm so glad to see yoG'
'Er-why, really" he began.
The instant he spoke the girl looked
frightened. \ wave of color flooded her
face. As the light from the hall streamed
on him and she saw his face he eyes
Harry Pollard retained his self possession
enough to note they were blue and awful
ly pretty-loOked very much troub ed. Ia
deed she had something to be troubled
about.
Oh she exclaimed, and ran swiftly
away.
Harry Pollard watched her, and stood
blinking in the light.
''DeucCd cordial reception" he said to
himself. Wonder who she isl Not Bob's
wife, of course; l know her. His sister?
He had none. And she called him Dear
Bob. / have this cousin, by Jove Odd
/ didn't think of it before Just returned
from abroad. Wish had known she was
here and / wouldn't have come I've had
quite enough of women; and she begins
like the rest-kissing and all that sort of
thing. My luck follows me everywhere"
The door was open and Harry Pollard
felt that he couldn't walk in, so he pulled
the bell and waited
Presently a woman came into the hail.
and the moment she caught sight of Pol
lard she gave him her hand and greeted
him cordially.
Where did you drop FROM" she asked
Il am awfully glad to see you. SO sorry
Robert is not here"
1t was Mrs Hewitt, of course, and Pol
lard found that they had not received his
telegram, as the wires were down; and as
for Bob Hewitt he was in Boston, but ex-
pected home every moment.
You'll find it awfully dull here, - said
Bob's wife; but Cousin Lou is with US,
and want you to like her very much
And he did like her very much. When
she came down to tea her face was still!
burning, and she looked shyly at him.
MIR. Pollard, this is Cousin Lou" SAID
Mrs. Hewitt.
we have already met" said Pollard,
whereupon she blushed and looked angry,
and he regretted his want Of tact.
Pollard had been there but a short time
when he felt that after all there were
worse places in the world; and, as for
Cousin Lou, there were worse girls Miss
Aspinwall- Jones. for instance There were
walks on the beach, drives and chats after
tea every day, and he came to know Cousin
Lou better in week than If he had met
her i'll society for year.
There was peculiar charm in her pres