Mineral Point tribune. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1854-1858, 1857-01-27

comfortable bed at such an hour" said
La Belle, +" and to no purpose, too
You must have thought my coming SO
strange"
Mr.. Tnmberwilk begged her to consid-
er the visit as a special act of condescen-
sion on her part, and to consider him as
ready to get up at any moment of the
night, for all time to come in her SER
vice, indeed, he would be quite content
not TO go TO bed at ALL
" Did you ever hear of such gallantry,
Beca g
In Mr.. Timberwilk, the spirit of
| chivalry is revived" said Beca ga pity
1t IS not the fashion for you gentlemen
10 break lances for your lady loves, like
the knight errants of DID,"
My fitting is with the lancet, not the
lance" said Mr.. Timberwilk,' q and though
not knight errant, have been some
ahat of a wanderer tonight, and have
met with my adventure, too
A fair damsel in Distress cried In
diana, & story, story
a stern reality, rather replied Mr..
Timberwilk "quite wait on my bar
ren shore"
" You make me curious" said Beca,
poor, lone girl; this little meeting with
its supper in the ballet girls room, had
been an adventure to her, quite out Of
her ordinary drudgery of life; and her
mild, loving face had put on a pleasant
holiday garb of old time happiness, if,
indeed, she had ever known such.
III wager my weeks salary It's
damsel in Distress said La Belle.
"The only fair damsel | have seen in
distress tonight was Yourself" replied
Mr.. Timberwik, looking painfully melt
ing about the optics, and you -"
-" Oh, la, DON'T Mr.. T. Go on, please"
"The adventure may not be much per-
haps in the telling SAID Mr. Timber
wiIk, ''or at least as l shall tell it; bat /
can assure you, as | look on it now, it
must have been quite thrilling, as the pa
pers say, in the acting
And he laughed into the narrative
of the mysterious stranger of He'll Hol-
low, upon the meeting on the old rotten
bridge TO the moment Of leaving that IN
dividual snugly ensconsed in the surgelv
chair IN the den.
Poor creature" said Beca without
a home on this night Listen to the driv-
ing winds again, and without hope, too,
perhaps. God, what must man or woman
feel to be without tha.27
"Capnai " situation for meiodrama,"
said Indiana, viewing the incident with a
professional eye, scene, bridge; stage
lights down; Henri de Buffalo, prof1igate
brother muffled in cloak about to cast him
self from the dizzy height; William de
Buffalo, virtuous brother, enter right up
per entrance Ia, who goes there g
Z No matter Unhand me, vilIain.'-
{ Never This then to thy heart 'Ha!
what do / sae2 it Is; no it isn't NV
long lost brolher;' what, my fathers
other SOM they embrace; bridge breaks
down; brothers enguiphed: retainers
rush on with torches; castle in flames in
distance; brothers discovered on cakes of
ice waving the stars and stripes slow
music, Im a foat;' blue fire, and down
comes the rag on a tableau. But did the
unknown give no account of himself 2"
Why, yes said Mr.. Timberwilk,
hesitatingIy, " but, as that is his property,
not mine, l cannot consider myself as
authorized 10 repeat it.
:" 1t is history of sorrow, certainly"
said Beca, q perhaps of crime. would
not know it, even were you at liberty to
tell it, sir. He has my sympathy as 1t is,
the sympathy of misfortune, of misfor-
tune"
This last was spoken with a slowly, re-
signed sorrow ia the tone, and more as if
to herself than to those with her. The
old woe worn look haQ come back again
ii had fixed itself vacantIy on the gas
blazing from the coal, and her thoughts,
it was plain to see, were among the sad
forget-me-nots Of the past.
Mr. Timberwilil saw that some wake
ful chord of feeling had been touched
rudely, and he wondered how so dark
tale could move so fair creature