Waterbury evening Democrat., 1908-12-05


 The mystery was religiously kept but there was plenty of excitement in sending out the invitations.
 There were endless discussions be- tween Mrs. Ess Kay and Potter, and. though she seemed so angry with Mrs. Van der Windt and several other members of the ball committee for trying to make a stand against her, she was perfectly ruthless about the names she would scratch off the lists her secretary was continually making out and revising for her.
 heard her say that she wouldn't have dreamed of asking the Pitchleys If they hadn't "got hold of Mohuns leigh, and that Cora Pitchley, what ever else she might be, was the clev- crest woman in Newport to have scooped in all the honors. Though to this day I can't see exactly what she meant. for she never would explain
 Anyhow, whatever the superlatively clever thing was Mrs. Pitchley had done, there was no longer question of her being kept out from the pink ball or anything else. People were charming to her, and we met Mrs. Van der Windt herself at the chateau at a luncheon party with vaudeville enter tainment afterward and also at din ner Mrs. Van der Windt seemed to like my cousin, Mohunsleigh. very much, too, and gave a moonlight mo- tor car picnic especially for him, with only few people asked besides our selves and the Pitchleys and Tom Doremus .f.N.
 Mohunsleigh had not expected to stay more than few days, but when he found that the friend he wanted to visit in California was detained fin New York on business and Mrs. Pitch ley and everybody urged him very much to stop, he decided that he would. I didn't suppose that Mohuns- leigh would care for frivolities after all the years he has spent tramping about in strange countries, killing things, but he appeared to be perfectly happy and nothing bored him so long as the Pitch leys were there
 When Mrs. Ess Kay was making out the list of invitations for the great blowout, as Potter called it, Mohuns- leigh happened to stroll over to the Moorings alone. He came to tell us that be had made up his mind to stay, and why.
 ho l,i Irs% an invitation for any special time from Marlborough. It was sort of standing thing, given when we met in Damas- GUS last winter. I was to come when l could, and be always welcome-that sort of thing, don't you know. I cabled the day I sailed. and didn't get any answer, but hadn't been in New York two hours when I'm blessed If the beggar didn't walk in on me at the Waldorf. Jolly glad to see me and all that, but had to hang on in New York for bit on some business or other. Now he thinks he can't get off for a fortnight or so, and as what he's got on isn't my sort of racket might as will be here as anywhere else, perhaps a little better"
 What Marlborough is your friend?' Inquired Mrs. Ess Kay, with interest. 'SThe new San Francisco millionaireT
 Don't know how new he is," said Mohunsleigh, "or even whether he's one doesn't ask chap. But if he isn't millionaire, he can spend money like one, for I've seen him do it. A deuce of good fellow he is; don't know a better anywhere"
 'It's Jameson B. Marlborough, isn't dt?' asked Sally, and I was quite sur prised to hear her ask the question, for she never seems to take any interest in a man just because he is millionaire, as so many of the other people meet do.
 Yes; those are his initials" said Mohunsleigh, looking bored
 Then it is the millionaire, Rather inc" went on Sally, quite eagerly Don't you think. as he's said to be such an interesting, original sort of person and such friend of Lord Mohunsleigh's besides, that 1t would be nice if you gave Lord Mohunsleigh a card to send him for your party on the 22d?"
 "Why. yes, that's very good idea of yours, Sally" exclaimed Mrs. Ess Kay. T shall be delighted. I'll give you the card now. Lord Mohunsleigh, if you don't mind"
 Lord Mohunsleigh said that he would be very pleased. but he couldn't tell at all whether bis friend went in for that sort of thing-had an idea he didn't and rather fought shy of so- ciety shows, though, of course Har- borough was a gentleman and all that
 Anyhow, you send him the card and write him line saying we should like to meet him." persisted Mrs. Ess Kay.
 Accordingly, Mohunsleigh slipped the card in its crested envelope into his pocket, and we heard nothing more of 1t for awhile. Then, when 1 at least had forgotten the conversation in the wild rush for pleasure in which we lived, be said one day to Mrs. Ess Kay and Sally that his friend would be so much obliged if the invitation might be kept open. Marlborough couldn't be sure until the fast moment whether he could come or not, but would be de- lighted to do so if he might be allowed to decide at the last moment. All Newport was soon talking about