The Council Bluffs nonpareil. [volume] (Council Bluffs [Iowa]) 1857-1867, 1859-12-24

correct thing to give three cheers at th
hour OF half-past FIVE.
1t was then that Lord Todmulton, an Iris
peer, laboring under an erroneous impres
sion that the house was attacked, was dis
covered On the landing place. in ARA
consisting principally of short dressing
gown, flannel waistcoat, and a fOwling
piece.
Breakfast that morning was desuI,or,
meal. People finished, and talked about tn
wreck, and began again. Ii seemed quit,
impossible to obtain anything like an accu
rate account of what had taken place. A
last the captain appeared, and though almos
overwhelmed by the multiplicity of ques
tions, nevertheless between the intervals OF
boiled ham and coffee, he managed to eluci
date matters little.
Then came the question, Who was it whs
swan out to the vessel? Tyrawley had on.
ly been at Ravelstoks few days, and WAS
stranger in the neighborhood. None of tht
servants had reached the coast till it was al
over, 80 there had been no one to recognize
him.
8 scarcely saw him." said the captain
"bnt he was dark tallish man with yrea,
deal of beard"
"Was he gentleman % asked Miss Com
stanse Bayn'on, who had been taking deep
interest in the whole affair.
"Well, dye see, Miss, can't exactly say.
for he hadn't much on; but if he isn't he'd
max Q a good one, that I'll 90 bail for. He's
the coolest hand ever saw. Stay, now
think Of it, | shouldn't wonder if he was Il
naval man, for he pulled his forelock half
laughing like, and said. 'Come on board,
slr,' to me, when We pulled him up.'
"Perhnps it was Rutherford" said Mr..
Ravelstoke, naming the Lieutenant in the
navy, "he is tall and dark"
"And he has been letting his moustache
grow since he came on shore," observed a
Young lady.
"Where is he %
But Mr.. Rutherford was gone down to
the clIt to inspec. the scene Of the disas-
ter.
"BegginS our pardon, SIR" said the but
Ter, sit could not have been any gentleman
stopping IL. the house, for the door was fast
ened until the people came down to tell you
of the wreck"
At this momcnt-half-pa past ten, A. NJ
Mr.. IyravIey walked into the breakfast
room. He was got up, if possible, more
Ella Ioratciy than usual.
"Now, here's II gentleman, captain. Mr..
TyraWIey, who ha, been all over the world
and met With some strange adventures. III
be bound he never saw anything equal to the
affair of last ight."
"Yuu'd II nearlsh thing Of it, captain -
inquired Iyrawiey, speaking very slowly
| L. nd a p.1
any suspicion the captain might have had of
his identity.
Five minutes more and Davy Jones lock
er would have held US all. Begging your
pardon, Mss ssld he, spoiogizlng to Con-
Stance.
The captain had already repeated the sto-
~ ii reasonably number Of times, and was
anxious 70 finish his breakfast. Miss Con-
stsuce gave it all for the benefit Of Mr..
Tyr"wiey, dressed in her own glowing Pc
RODS.
Mr.. Tyraw!ey made no observation upon
i,rr recital but took third egg.
"Well, Mr.. Tyrawley," said she at last,
''what do yoa think Of the man who swan
out to The wreck -
''Hhy, think, Miss Baynton-I Think
so:i he he,itating, "that he rust have got
very wet. And sincerely hope be won't
catch co!d.'
There was a general laugh at this, in
which the captain joined; but it is to be fear.
ed that Miss Constance stamped her pretty
foot under the table.
Mr.. Tyrawley turned, and began to talk
to Miss Mellish, who was sitting on his
right.
rs he was speaking the door on his left
opened, aud Lady Grace Rnvel-toxe entered
with the lady passenger. The lady heard
him speak, and there are some voices which
n woman never forgets, and the dangerous
journey over the rope had not passed ia 81
!cncp.
She laid hand upon his arm md said, /,
"Oh, sir, how can thank yout"
Tyrawley rose a. in duty bound, saying,
500 not speak Of it !; did not know when |
came off that was to have the pleasure Of
assisting you.'
But the astonishment of the captain was
beautifu. TO behold.
'.Why you don't mean to say. We'll, |
neyer-dash my wiy-well I'm. Here,
shake hands, sir. will you. And he stretch
ed acrps. the tables brawny hand not much
smaller than a shoulder of mutton.
The grip with which Tyrawley met his
seemed to do n great deal Il ore to conv ince
him of his id nifty, than the lady's srecOgnl-
ton Of their preserver.
The day was as wet as the preceding
II tIf m hour after breakfast, Mr.. TvraWlev
loungrd into the back drawingsro m. There
sat Miss Constance Baynton. and, by the SIM
GUAR coincidence which fnvors lovers or
historians she sat alone.
Now Constance had made up her mind
that she was bound to apologize to Mr. Ty-
rawlcv for her rude speeches of yesterday ::
she had also decided that she would compll-
ment him on his gallant conduct.
She had, in fact, arranged II neat, quiet,
cold formal appropriate form of words in
which she would give her views expression.
And how do YOU think she delivered them !.
She got up, said, so, Mr.. Tyrawley ~ and
burst into tears.
If a proud woman's pride is u shield to
thee, D man, as well rs to her, against the
arrows of love, remember, that if even she
throws it away-after she has compelled you
to acknowledge its vaue-you are both left
utterly defenccless.
FREDERICK llraWley c"Pltuiatcu ~ once
They are to be married this month. And if
Mr.. Tyrawley does not, at some future time,
establish reputation which no mystery
st all cloud, it will not be Mrs. Tyrawley' 8
fault. HERBERr VAUGHAN.
So
APICTURE OF CONGRESS.
The Washington correspondent of the
Pbiladephia Journal has the following:
The House of Representatives was the
place Of excitement. At an early hour the
galleries and oil the approaches to the hall
were crowded. BY whom ! need not say
-Ioornllars Inhhy mann hers lick snittios