Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1908-10-03

! gests a kind OF glorifed, Titanic cot
| tage, rather too grand for king, I'M
iass ne were fairy king. bsir posi-
bly, su.ted to an emperor. But | dc
believe rich Americans think that what
is good enough for king is only just
good enough for them ct a pinch-and
I've heard Mrs. Ess Kay call Windsor
dreadfully shabby.
Her cottage looks as if it were
built of gray satinwood, but it is really
shingles, and shingles can be the love
lest material Imaginable, it seems for
the covering of Il house. especially
with foundation of granite sparkling
with mica. They are soft and SHIN
merry III their tints these shingles as Il
doves breast; some are dark, some
light, but all are feathery in effect.
and altogether the Moorings. With its
gables and .porches and bow windows
and balconies and wide verandas.
motherly gray bird with her wings
spread wide to shelter her birdlings.
l felt quite content 10 be one of the
birdlingS as | went il. | am sorry To
say I'm not bit fonder of Mrs. Ess
Kay than l WAS Oh the ship. but the
cottage looked so hospitable and
jolly and the air and the sunshine
sparkled so that | couldn't help feel
ing that it was pleasant to be young
and alive and on the threshold of
amusing new adventures. L was hap
ply. and l would have liked TO sing
wanted to be very good friends with
everybody, including Potter. ard l fel
IN love with the house the minute
set foot on the front verandi.
The great gorgeous palace in New
York is far grauder, of course, and
must have cost four or five times as
much. still only very rich people could
have built and furnished the Moor
.ngs or afford to live in it.
There is Il big square hall, not TO be
compared to ours at Battlemead. OF
course, though the Persian rugs and
, the pictures are fine, and the staircase
is peculiarly charming. 1t looks d
staircase made for sitting out dances
with men you Like, and evidently il
knows its value as flirting place
and lives up to it. for there are fat
bright colored silk and satin cushions
resting invitinGly against the wall OIL
each one of the shallow steps. Mos
of the rooms are enormous and consist
half of quaint loaded windows will
seats underneath. But better thai
anything else is the veranda. which
runs all round the house and is no
only as wide as Il good sized room
but is fitted up like succession OF
rooms. The delicate bead curtains tina
glitter like Il rain of green and whit,
and rose colcred jewels give you {
feeling Of privacy, for you can see
through them without being seen. TIL,
lsatiny gray floor is half covered Will
!eXquisite rugs, and everywhere Their,
are oriental tables and chairs ant
cushiony sofas and green hammock:
with frilly pink pillows and screen:
and bowers of palms and bright aza
leas. | should like to live on that We
: randa swinging slowly in a hammocl
e and looking through the cascade O.
giittering leads at the sea and sky
: l spoke this thought out aloud, bu
Potter said 1 would soon learn tina
t there wasn't much time in Newpor
for looking at the sea and sky.
why, isn't that partly what yol
n come to Newport for?' / asked.
r They all laughed. You just wal
e and find out" answered Potter "Ant
', Wen work you pretty hard doing it"
n Mrs. Ess Kay and Sally took me VI
to show me my room and theirs, an,
n Potter said that he would go arount
IS and look in at the Casino, but III
II would come back and have tea witt
h us as soon as he had seen what Their
d was doing
n Each bedroom is done in a color
le and mine is the white ROOM" 1t wa
almost too heavy sweet with SOM
s, powerful flower fragrance when W
q went in. For an instant ! could no
D. think what it was. But in anothe
he moment had seen on tables and cal
re- inets and window shelves great bowl
j. of water lilies, rising out of their darl
IN leaves like moons out of cloud banks.
ID From Potter" said Mrs. Ess Kay
v He telegraphed for them to be her
ID and sent word to the servants jus
of how he wanted them arranged.
must say he does think of rather pre-
lr ty things when he cares to please
And he does care to please you. Bett,
l But you know that without my tellin
a you, don't you. my Lady Witch:'
~ 1t was hard hearted of me. but a
is my, pleasure in the cleaning whit
e beauties went out like bursting. bull