Litchfield enquirer., 1861-06-13

dangerous rival as might be expected. I
 deed, it has happened, more than once, tn
 male admiration rebounded from the hard su
 face of her manner, has found more yieldir
 metal in the bosom of her particular friend
 Besides, she is always ready to lead the van
 the general attack upon the male sex, when tl
 ladies retire to the drawingroom.
 Not that she ever says anything behind the
 backs she would not be ready to repeat to the faces but in that course probably she would n, meet with such general support.
 In Mir. Tyrawley she affected to disbeliey She stated as her opinion to her intimate friend that she didn't believe he ever had done, or ey. would do anything worth doing but that h plumed himself on cheap reputation, which, g all were ignorant of it's foundation, no one coul possibly impugn. There is reason to believe that in this instanc Miss Constance was not as conscientious a usual, but that she really entertained a highe opinion of the gentleman than she chose to cor fess. lie certainly was not afraid of her, an had even dared to contradict her favorite theor of the general worthlessness of English gentle men of the nineteenth century. It was one we morning when she had been reading Scott t three or four of her particular friends -and must be confessed that she read remarkably vel that she began to lament the decline of chv elry. Tyrawley was sitting half in and half ou of range. Perhaps she talked little at hin At any rate he chose to accept the challenge
 ' cannot agree with you, Miss. Baynton. h said. " It is true we no longer wear ladies glove in our helmets, nor do we compel harmless indi viduals, who possibly may have sweethearts 0 love at the point of the lance but of all tha | n oh If fr,,fb enterprise, selfsacrice, you will find as much il the nineteenth century as in the twelfth" lie brghtened up as bespoke, and it was quite 1 evident that he believed what he said, a circum stances which gives an advantage to d sputant
 More than one pair of bright eyes smiled ap proval, and Miss Constance saw probability o defection from her ranks. She changed he1 tactics.
 "Iou are too moderate in your claims fol your cotemporaries, Mir. Tyrawley. If remem Der right, modesty has always been considered qualification of a true knight"
 " l am not ashamed to speak the truth" ht replied "your theory would have been more tenable before the days of the Crmean war and the Indian mutny but the men who lit theil cigars in the trenches of the Redan, and who carried the gate of Delhi, may bear comparison with Bayard, or Occur de Lion." l ou uO nOt CO our SOlQlefs, Salu she; of course, know they are brave; but, and here she hesitated moment, till possibly piqued because her usual success had not attend ed her in the passage of arms, she concluded,- ''but to our idle gentlemen, who seem to have no heart for anything"
 | Tyrawley smiled Possibly you may judge toe much by the outside he said. |" am inclined to fancy that some of those whom you are pleas ed to call idle gentlemen would be found to haze heart enough for anything that honor, or duty or even chival'y, could find for them to do"
 "lhope you are right" said Miss Con tance with slightly perceptible curl of aer upper lip which implied that she did not think so.
 1yrawley bowed. and the conversation terni mated few minutes afterwards when he huc 1 left the room, the conversation of the young la dies was interrupted by Master George Baynton aged foulteen, who suddenly attacked his sister |" think you are wrong, you know, when yol call Tyrawley a humbug."
 | "My dear," said Constance with start, ' never said anything SC ru-."
 "Well, you implied it, you know, in your girl words, and think you make mistake for ht can shoot like one o'clock, never misses thing and hear he can ride no end. He was rathe out of practice in his cricket when he cam, down; but he is improving every day. Yor should have seen tho hit he made yesterday right up to the cedars."
 Do you think there is nothing else for a mar to do, but ride, and shoot, and play cricket?"
 "Oh! that's all very we'll; but you should hear what Merton, our second master says; ant great brick he is, too. Whatever you do, dc it as well as you can, whether it's cricket O verses And believe if 1yrawley had to fgh he'd go in and win, and no mistake
 "Ah' said Constance, with sigh, che ha evidently-what is it you boys call it?-tippet you, isn't it 2"
 Indignant at this insult, George walked off te find his friend and have a lesson in billiards. | The day fingered on, after the usual fashion of wet days in September in full countryhouses There was little dancing after dinner but al retired early in hopes of finer day on the nor row.
 l Tyrawley had some letters to write, so that i was past two when he thought of going to bed He always slept with his window open and al he threw up the sash, a fierce gust of wind bley out his candles, and blew down the looking glass.
 Pleasant, by Jove! P he soliloquised. C" wonder whether it smashed it-unlucky to breal a looking -glass,--I'm hanged if know where the matches are: never mind; can find m, way to bed in the dark. What night! l" as flash of lightning llumined the room for mo ment, and he bent out of the window. 9Th wind must be about nor-nor-west. Cheerful fo anything coming up to Bristol from the south ward l wonder what a storm is like Cn thi coast. have great mind to go and see. shall never be able to get that halldoor epe without waking them up what nuisance Stay. capital idea I'll go by the window" Before starting on his expidition, he changes the remains of his evening dress flor he had bee l writing in his dressinppoWn) for flannel shir and trousers, whilst short pea jacket and glaz ed hat completed his array. His room was O the first floor, and he had intended to drop fror the window-sill; but the branch of an elm cam so near, he found that unnecessary, as springin l to it he was on the ground, like cat, in an il stant. He found his way across country like bird,' to the edge of the cliff. The sea for mile seemed one sheet of foam.
 But flash of lightning discovereda a group ( figures about a quarter of mile distant and h distinguished shouts in the intervals of tn storm.
 Il He was soon among them, and he found tha all eyes were turned on vessel which had struc on a rock within two hundred yards of the elf It was evident that she would go to pieces unde their very eyes.
 sIs there no way of opening communicable with her ?" he asked of an old coast-guard maj m !" Why ye see, sir, we have sent to Bilford ft !, Manbys rockets but she must break up befol they come.
 'How far is it to Bilford?" Better than seven mile, your honor." , If we could get rope to them, we mlgl save the crew."
 Every one of them, your honor but it ain possible.''
 ? \" think a man might swim out.''