The Raymer enterprise., 1912-02-29
A Seaside Comedy

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Richard Jocelyn was wont to say, "is
to go forth blindly, sort Of perpetual
knight errant, in quest OF anything
that may happen. He who sets out
with any purpose ready-made In his
mind. Is doomed to perpetual disaD-
pointment."
And | haven't found an adventure
for nearly three weeks he added, as
he finished his last game Of solitaire
He rose. the light of new resolution
In his eyes. and rang for his valet.
Talbot" he said. as that servitor
appeared. I'm going away"
Yes. SIR replied Talbot respect
lively. waiting for his master to reveal
the place of his destination.
Where shall ! go, Talbot" contin.
ued Jocelyn. New Yorks too hot
for me-"
Il ave card say, sir, that Craig's
Peaks the place this season. There's
very nice hotel there. sir called the
Randolph. which was told me by a
young woman who"
"Spape me these amatory conf.
dences. Talbot, beg you" replied his
master. Il shall go to Craig's Peak
and spend week by the seashore.
Put up my things this afternoon"
II was still early summer and Lord
Jocelyn found the hotel only half full.
There seemed little probability that
the quiet, unassuming "Mr. Jocelyn"
of the visitors book at the Rand.
olph' would discover anything extra
ordinary In that sedate and fashiona.
Die watering resort After the third
day Mr. Jocelyn had begun to weary
OF the varied and not too fascinating
sports OF picking up sea.shells, gather.
Ing plant specimens from the noun.
tain slopes. and discovering new and
rare entrees upon the menu. Per.
haps that Is why he fell victim TO
the designs Of Mrs. and Miss Muriel
Van Loo. of Boston.
My dear said the elder lady,
that tall distinguished Englishman
is parsonage In his own country. or
looks don't count for anything"
"He may be an impostor, Mamma"
said her daughter cynlcaly. "Remem.
Der that one that made up to us last
summer at Atlantic City,"
'Muriel." replied her mother, don't
be suspicious. 1t Is not fascinating
quality In a young girl. Leave that
10 me. Your meter Is innocence. with
Just dash Of dare.deyilishness but
not too strong. Why didn't you pack
'Burke's Peerage?"
i did, Mamma" answered her
daughter dutifully. But left out the
LANDED Gentry Of Great Britain be.
cause there wasn't room in my trunk"
Bring down Burke, then" com.
manded Mrs. Van Loo, and she put on
her tortoise'shell trimmed eyeglasses
preparatory to the hunt. Murlel soon
reappeared bearing the volume.
"Jocelyn, Jocelyn." Mrs. Van Loo
murmured. turning over the pages
Here we are. Murlel, darling. Joce.
iyn, fourth yiscount, Of Doublewith
Manor. Stockton. Heir Richard
And no brothers or sisters. He will
undoubtedly inherit the property"
The heir always inherits the prop
erty," answered Muriel
"Nithnnt IN InnIt l.
Jocelyn In disguise" said Mrs. Van
Loo. Tonight ! shall speak to him"
She found her opportunity. and thus
began the acquaintance, which. at first
u bore to Jocelyn, developed into
romance. II was the week OF tho
full moon, and moonlight walks were
a specially OF Muriel Van Loo's, Be
fore the week was ended the three
had become fast friends. On the sew
enth day Jocelyn re.engaged his room
for the following week.
In spite OF many experiences, Lord
Jocelyn felt himself fast succumbing
to the charm Of Muriel Van Loo. To
begin with. her hair was bronze. and
Jocelyn adored bronze hair-when Il
was in his proximity. Then she had
the clearest blue eyes. with Just sus.
picion OF raillery In them-and blue
eyes were Jocelyn's speciality, in de-
fault Of brown, hazel or gray. And
Murlers unworldliness and innocent
ways produced profound impression
on the young mans heart. Needless
to say. the many rivals OF Lord Joce-
lyn. who had delighted to bask In
Muriel's smiles before his advent, hat.
ed him cordially. But their glances
OF scorn passed by him like the cool
breezes that blew all day over the
summit OF the peak. II he had known
Of the feelings that he inspired he
would have been genuinely concerned,
for Jocelyn was singularly warm
hearted.
] II soon became evident that Muriel
concealed beneath the corsage OF her
Fifth avenue gown a heart that thrill
ed to the nromptlngs Of romantlclsm.
This Is how Jocelyn made the discov.
cry:
What do you like best about Amer.
lea. Mr. Jocelyn?" asked her mother
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