Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1908-10-06

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leigh?- for if you'll point him out in
time, that's what i shall call you. right
under his nose. You see, this is a pri-
vate beach. We all subscribe for our
bath houses, but you'll be our guest,
of course, and I'll put Mr.. Pitchley's
box at your service. He's gone off
fishing for a few days. Only to think
of the Earl of Mohunsleigh being
turned back. Deliciousv'
Cant say 1 thought of it that way
till now" said Mohunsleigh. pulling
his why mustache and condescend-
ing to grin slightly at last. But it's
| true I'm not millionaire you know"
you're an earl. You can't say
you're not, for 1 read in the Flash
light only the other day that the Earl
| of Mohunsleigh had sailed for Amer
| lea, though it couldn't be -ascertained
| on what ship"
Didn't know there was any partic-
ular reason why it should be ascer-
| tained," said Mohunsleigh. 1--WE run
| over to visit a chap in California
dashed nice chap, too, but thought I'd
| have a shot at New York first, and
blest If l could stand it. Never could
stand being grilled since sunstroke
l got when 1 was serving in India"
| Dear me, who and what does a
lord server broke in Miss Pitchley,
| which surprised Mohunsleigh and me
both so much that he stared and
blushed. But she didn't, though no
girl under Vie's age at least would
think of cutting in like that with q
stranger at home. Mohunsleigh was
delighted to be spoken to by her.
though, one could see. His eyes bright
ened up and he smiled. looking
straight at her as If she were a new
and absolutely desirable kind of rifle.
l say rifle because Mohunsleigh is a
great shot and would rather spend
his money (what he has of it, on a
new invention by way of a gun than
anything else.
USED to be in the army. I've chuck.
ed it now" he explained affably, be
ginning to look quite nice, for really
though small and wiry with ginger
colored hair and mustache and no col
ored eyes, Mohunsleigh isn't an ugly
man when you come to notice his nice
sharp features. He's only a distant
cousin of mine and so old (he's nearly
forty that in the first years of ouI
acquaintance he made himself agree
able by teaching me to ride on his
foot, but l always liked him-when
ever remembered his existence. Nat
urally, though, this hasn't been often
as one of his many eccentricities is tC
be continually prowling at the ends
Of the earth-anywhere where there
may be animals to shoot. What kind
he doesn't seem to care if they are
only large enough. Once he was fond
of tigers, but the last thing he had q
fad for was polar bears, and he sem
mother skin, which makes the oal
room smell strongly of camphor.
81 hope, anyhow, you're going to pay
good long visit to Newport" said
Mrs. Pitchley
81 meant to so back tomorrow morn
Ing" replied Mohunsleigh. but per
haps I might stop on bit longer"
"WeG give you some fun" volun
teered Miss Pitchley, looking frightful
~ pretty.
"Will your said MoAunsleigh. "Jol
~ nice CT you. l must think about IT,
Then he deigned to remember that
' was his little long lost cousin, aske
I when I'd arrived on this side til
water and a few other things, but b
looked more at Miss Pitchley than a
me. suppose it is difficult to b
+ much excited about person who ha
taken riding lessons on. your foot.