Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1902-06-12

tonian, Miss Anna Hayward Phelps,
who has been spending the winter and
spring with Mr.. and Mrs. Grosvenor
Douglass at their beautiful villa, where
they entertain much during the season.
Miss Phelps went abroad about three
years ago as a governesS to promi-
nent English family in Yorkshire, and
as her parents were dead ard she had
her own way to make. she accepted
this as being the best thing tlat offered
at the time.
Her charming, manner and charms OF
person and mind soon won her the love
of the family with whom she was liv-
ing, and she was received as one of the
family, appearing at all their dinner
parties and entertainments and meeting
their friends. In London. where they
had house during the season, she met
many people who took a fancy to her,
and among the first friends she made
there were Mr.. and Mrs. Douglass.
When she had been in England about
fourteen months, Mr.. Charles Whiting,
her mothers brother, died in Idaho,
where he had been interested in some
mining property and had amassed quite
a snug little fortune. He left no Will,
and as she was next of kin the property
fell to her, enough SO that she has
income of about $4,000 yearly.
Having no family ties in America,
and enough to live in comfort and even
luxury abroad, she decided to make her
home there.
A few weeks ago the party spent two
weeks at Monte Carlo at the Hotel des
Anglais, and visiting the Casino every
evening, Miss Phelps decided after a
day or two to try her luck at rouge ct
noir.
She writes to friend, Mis- Shapleigh,
of Cambridge: Il thought it would be
great fun to try my luck, so when Mrs.
Douglas was taking her afternoon si-
esta and the men had gone out in their
yacht, I quietly slipped over to the
Casino, which is near the hotel--in fact
just across the garden and very quiet
in the afternoon.
After watching the other people for
while 1 finally plucked UP courage
to try myself, ard walked UP to the
table, which was pretty well filled.
First 1 placed a franc piece,
which is the smallest amount a person
can stake on the red and won, doubling
my stake and coming out five francs
ahead. Again 1 tried, and played this
time on the black, winning again. l kept
on, some times winning, sometimes los
ing, until after an hour l was twenty
francs ahead.
Then 1 thought playing the colors
little monotonlos, SO / played on No.
81, and to my great surprise won that,
and the croupier pushed over pile of
gold twenty franc pieces to me that
looked as high as the Eiffel tower, but
in reality there was only about S25 in
all
Then I began to get excited at my
luck and an old lady next to me whis-
pered eXcitedly, Play the red and "a!
1 had dream last night that was the
lucky number I put twenty francs
on "a, and sure enough, fortune smiled
upon me again and the pile was mine.
Everybody was looking at me and
was having more luck than anyone
else at the table, or at least more
luck. The monotonous drawl of
the croupier. Rouge vingt-et-un, pair
ct manque,' the chink of the gold pieces
as his little wooden rakes drew them
in, and the eager or drawn faces of the
players, some of them winning, others
turning away with look of despair
as they lost their last five frac piece
all was scene never to be forgotten
and as unlike dear old Boston as YOU
can imagine anything. l kept on play
ing until halflpast 5 in the afternoon
for had caught the fever, and they
tell me that il has been many long
day since an American girl had won
as much For when I counted my i'll
gotten gains found / had won just
1854. Ny grandmother would have
turned over i'll her grave had she
known IT.