Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1896-12-07

II am sure JOu quite puzzle me-"
and eyes have language of their own
which did not suffer any confusion
when the building of the tower of Ba-
tel had to be abandoned. And .<uly
she had been i queer kind Of girl who
had not found Harry Winscombe pleas
ant to look upon. He was but slightly
over the middle height, well and strong
~ made, but not showing half the
strength he really possessed. His eyes
we've clear and kind-thcy always look
ed straight at You, but without the
i smallest touch OF q stare-and his mouth
was thoroughly well formed. He had
thick, glossy dark hair, but were neither
beard ncr nustachc, and his face was a
| fine oval. which was more pronounced,
as he parted his hair exactly in the mid
die OF his rather high forehead. 1t was
an earnest, good, intelligent face and
one that any enc would trust at the
| first introduction to the owner thereof
| Both were on the point Of speaking,
and both stopped. Winsoombe smiled,
and his smiio was very pleasant. "La-
| dies first. he said
az do believe she reioined, "that
we were both going to say the same
thing"
| ''And what was that?''
| "Ah, if 1 know, you know, and if
you know, know was the somewhat
strange answer.
! II am sure you quite puzzle me. Miss
Poulter, but l will be frank, was go
ing to ask you what you Were thinking
of
| The young lady looked down, and
under his curious and evidently amused
! glance quite rosy glow suffused her
! face. She strove to hide her confusion,
| for when any one reddens under such
circumstances their consciousness only
| makes them feel hotter, and she remark
ed, with affected caTelessness: 1.-The sea
is very monotonocs compared with the
| land. Don't you think sou
Il certainly do not agree with that
1t has been said that in beauty the
world of great waters need not yield
the palm Of lCyeliIess to the land. The
deep has its butterflies as well us the
! fields, and then look at the countless in
habitants OF the ocean. There is, for ex-
ample, tie globe beroe, that iridescent
| creature that is By night phosphorescent
and hangs cut its living lamps On the
! waves, and then there are the many
voices Of the sea-
what are you two Young people
talking about so carnestly?" low asked
the Hon. Edward Poulter, rising with
much stateliness and approaching the
speakers.
Emily cast down her eyes and said:
I'VE Were debating, c. going 10 de-
bate, the relative beauty Of land and
sea-
and vera guild subject, too" OBJ
served Captain Grant, who had now
showed up his telescope under his arm.
And which side may the young Teddy
be taking:''
'Not yours, captain" replied Wins
combe. "She champions the land, and /
the sea, whose azure face reveals the
heavens III all their glory
Il am sure" remarked Mrs Poulter,
reused up by the enthusiasm wherewith
the last words were delivered, or rather
spouted, lit needs courage to talk like
that i'll this heat"
Heat, madam" exclaimed Captain
Grant. This is nothing to what we
may have YETI
Then l shall die outright, "murmur-
! ed the lady addressed, closing her eyes
like enc too exhausted to make another
effort
You should have more courage,
mamma" cried Emily, who was al
ways reused to extra animation when
her mother behaved in an unusually
foolish way.
Courage! What is it, I wonder? I
don't suppose, child, il you were tried,
you q have any more than me-.
II have often thought observed
Winscombe, that it would be o most
interesting thing if we could collect ev-
eryoody real opinion as to what coUr.
age is. l don't know, I am sure. In
most cases 1t seems to lead to very diff
1erent results in those who possess it
most"
"Oh"' cried Miss Poulter, and her
! "oh!' was more eloquent than q whole
speech.
For my part" observed Captain
Grant, Il never think about it at all.
fancy that when man has to think
about 1t he Gamma have much of the
commodity in himself"
Winscomhe smiled, for he detected a
shade OF contempt in the tone, and,
stretching himself out, lazily said
FIRST at the feast and last at the fray
Is my motto. I should never -un nv
head into danger. 1t is not worth while
and is far too much trouble
ON, Mr.. Winscombe, how can you
talk like that" exclaimed both ladies
together. when you jumped in the sea
at Alden and saved that Door BLACK
mani
Did I really? I had forgotten il
quite" he lauRhed aud went ON: 81