. The voice in the rice . 66 X Bitten 76 XI Another Disappointment . 82 XII A Pretty Talk with Lord Nairn 88 XIII Challenged 95 XIV Tragic End of a Farce . . loiXV Lord Nairn Leaves His Chair at Home 108 XVI The Next Morning . . 121 XVII A Change of Front .... 129 XVIII Just Before the Wedding . 135 XIX The V^edding 141 XX The Match 148 ILLUSTRATIONS We paused, side by side, forsome moments, before at-TEMPTING TO MANCEUVRE (PaGE 3) . ., Frontispiece FACING PAGE We had splendid shooting for anHOUR, during which Coffee Potserved us with a delicious break-fast 14 Had it not been for the voice in
. The voice in the rice . 66 X Bitten 76 XI Another Disappointment . 82 XII A Pretty Talk with Lord Nairn 88 XIII Challenged 95 XIV Tragic End of a Farce . . loiXV Lord Nairn Leaves His Chair at Home 108 XVI The Next Morning . . 121 XVII A Change of Front .... 129 XVIII Just Before the Wedding . 135 XIX The V^edding 141 XX The Match 148 ILLUSTRATIONS We paused, side by side, forsome moments, before at-TEMPTING TO MANCEUVRE (PaGE 3) . ., Frontispiece FACING PAGE We had splendid shooting for anHOUR, during which Coffee Potserved us with a delicious break-fast 14 Had it not been for the voice in therice I must have succumbed thenand there to one or both of them 42 At the landing a very beautiful GIRL, dressed for TENNIS, WAS STEPPING out of A canoe (Page 55) . - • 72 He looked very helpless in his chair, AS IF HIS ogress OR GIANT OR CYCLOPSmother HAD deposited HIM THEREINWHILE SHE RAN TO THEIR MAMMOTHCAVE TO FETCH HIS BOTTLE (PaGE 6o) IO4 Then everything stood still (Page80) 144 ^^saI^>NC=^^^j!^. I. TWO BUNGLERS The night came on monstrouslyrough and windy, but clear. I remem-ber how when the S. S. Major Pickinsrolled, the stars flew past my port likestreams of sparks from the smokestackof a locomotive. You werent safe inyour berth, or out of it. We had onboard a number of horses, with theirgrooms, bound for New York fromvarious winter resorts in the South,and during a particularly violent lurchof the vessel one of these poor beastsfell and splintered its leg, and couldbe heard screaming with the pain, likea lost soul, until mercifully put todeath. The passengers were mostlyservants of Northern families, andwhether they were more sick than fright-ened, or more frightened than sick,was a question for a more experiencedseafarer than myself. We made slow work of it; the anti-quated engine was loose in the pins;the coal supply at Charleston for therun to New York clinkered into obdu-rate masses, impermeable to flame, andthe wind and seas came against us likeall posses
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