The Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1???-1928, 1904-09-16

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allows a inanstO defeat his own grant
and viii make voluntary conveyances
absolute against what we call in law
purchaser with notice The bill Ii
halfway through the lords. The lord
chancellor has promised the royal as
sent-by deputy. OF course the day
after the bill passes the third reading
In the commons"
Its a race then, between your bill
avd their deed for FIVE thousand a
year stalker"
Exactly"
"But don't see where come In"
II want you to run over to Mount Ea.
gle where Miss Trixie hangs out, and
keep a sharp eye on her till the bust
ness Is through. sharkey & Snippit
are as sharp as scissors and shut as
tight. They are in constant communi-
cation with Miss Trixie. II you 60 to
Ireland you may be able to tap the
wire at that end. Miss Trxie il as
loose and lively ms they are close
"I'll 90. I'd like to do the little girl a
good turn If / can.
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Miss Trixie Mordant felt particularly
dull during her voluntary exile in
County Glare. The passionate appeals
of her elderly adorer were monoto-
nously dismal Nothing to do and no
4 one to talk to was her trouble.
IF only had somebody to laugh
/ with me ut these yokels | could stand
it," she muttercd dlsconsolately.
Then her eye wandered from the sea
| In front to the tennis ground on the
| left, and at a glance she knew that
fate had been kind and her prayer was
answered. A young man dressed in
| the extreme of fashion lounged across
| the ground carelessly swinging a ten
| mis- racket. His blazer blazed hot
| crimson and yellow In the hot sun
shine Miss Trixie's heart warmed to
him at once as kindred spirit. In
| five minutes she. too. strolled out on
the ground. She was quite fustered
at first when she found a young man
ON the ground and glanced at him-oh,
so bashfully! = from under her long
lashes when he dared to speak to her.
But In two minutes they were In the
midst of a lively single Of tennis; In
two hours they We're '"Trix" and "Jer,"
as If they'd known each other all their
lives 1t was the day after when the
lively young lady was planning bicy
Gle expedition that waiter brought
her a telegram. A monosyliable es-
nor nod bar chm poad N TEan sbn
pettishly tore the pink paper into
pieces and flung the fragments into
the turf bucket" that stood by the
empty fireplace.
Now what have | done?' she cried |
rcpentantly the next moment. "And
old Sharkey specially warned me to be
careful. Pick up the bits for me- Jer."
Jer Instantly buried himseif-h head
and shouldersin the turf bucket lie
quietly slipped an old telegram of his
own from his pocket and. under cover |
of the bucket, tore it to pieces before |
he rescued the fragments of Miss
Trixies.
She took the bits he gave her. lit
match and burnt them in the empty I
CRATE
Half an hour afterward Jcr In his
bedroom. with the door locked, made
a puzzle map of bits of pink paper on
his dressing table, and this is what he
read there:
Just discovered child's friends put
ting bill through parliament TO secure
her in property. Hope TO put spoke in
their wheel yet Must hurry up with
deed. Ii old man willing? Sharkey."
AS he finished reading he saw with
the corner of his eye through the win
dow Miss 1rixie on her wheel, sailing
down the lawn in front of the hotel.
In moment he was out and after
her, making his bike fly. He drew
abreast about a quarter of a mile from
the postoffice.
ION for spln?' he said.
"When I've sent IA wire"
She slipped az dexterously behind
her wheel at the postoftice and stepped
up to the telegraph counter
Jer stood at the open door dutifully
holding the wheels. The telegraph in
strument in the office was one OF the
old fashioned affairs that eonscien-
Iiously tap out their messages. Among
bis manifold accomplishments in an
other condition of life Mr. Jerome
had learned TO interpret
these taps. This Is what they told him:
ITO Sharkey & Snlpplt London.
Send deed at once. Old man has con-
iented to execute Mordant."
AS they went down the slope together
IN their wheels Jer suddenly remem-
1ered. by Jove," be said, II want TO
'cnd wire. too. if you don't mind.
Back pedal. Trix. I'll be with you in
minute"
He wheeled sharp round on the face
If the slope and few back to the post
'ffice. He scrubbed five words to {
Warrington.
"Bill blown on. Look alive"
Next morning Miss frlxie was up