The New era. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1865-1871, 1866-11-08

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i'll and half out of range. PERHAPS she
talked little at him. AT any rate lie
chose to accept the challenge.
cannot agree with you, Miss Bayn-
fon," he said. It is true we no LONGER
wear ladies' gloves in our helmets, nor
GO we compel harmless individuals, who
possibly may have sweetiearts of their
own, TO admit the superiority of our
lady-love at the point of the lance; but
OF all that was good of chivalry, of
courage, truth, honor, enterprise, self
sacrifice, you will find us as much in the
nineteenth century as in the twelfth
He frightened up as he spoke, and it
was quite evident that he believed what
he said, a circumstance which always
gives an advantage to a disputant.
More than one pair of bright eyes
smiled approval, and Miss Constance
saw probability of a detection from
her ranks. She changed her tactics.
= 4ou are too moderate in your claims
for your contemporaries, Mr.. Tyrawley.
always been considered q qualification
of a true knight"
=" l am not afraid to speak the TRUTH"
he replied; "your theory would have
been more tenable before the days of
the Crimean war and the Indian mutiny;
but the men who lit their cigars in the
trenches of the Redan, and who carried
the gate of Delhi, may bear comparison
with Bayard or Cnur de Leon"
ooh do not allude to our soldiers"
said she; of course l know they are
brave, but''-and here she hesitated a
moment until, possibly piqued because
her usual success had not attended 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 too much by the outside" he said,
. am inclined to fancy that some of
those whom you are pleased to call idle
gentlemen would be found to have heart
enough for anything that honor or duty,
or even chivalry, could find for them
to do"
81 hope you are right" said Miss
Constance, with q slightly perceptible
curl of her upper lip, which implied
that she did not think so.
sation terminated few minutes after
ward when he had left the room the
conversation of the young ladies was
interrupted by Master George Baynton,
aged fourteen, who suddenly attacked
his sister.
think you are wrong, you know,
when you called Tyrawley a humbug."
My DEAR" said Constance, with a
start, "Inever said anything so ru-"
Well, you implied it, you know, in
your girls words; and | think you
made a mistake, for he can shoot like
one o'clock, never missed a thing, and |
hear he can ride no end. He was rather
out of practice in his cricket when he
came down; but he is improving every
day. on should have seen the hit he
made yesterday-rightu to thecedars. )"
"Do you think there is nothing else
for man to do but ride, and shoot, and
play cricket"'
ooh! that's all very well but you
should hear what Morton, our second
master says, and great brick he is too
Whatever you do, do 1t as we'll as you
And believe if Tyrawley had to fight,
he'd 90 in and win, and no mistaken
"Ah ~ said Constance, with u sigh,
g he has evidently-what is it you boys
call it ?-ripped you, isn't it::"
Indignant at this insult, George walked
off to find his friend, and have q lesson
in billiards.
The day fingered on, after the usual
fashion Of wet days in September in full
country houses. There was little dane
ing after dinner, but all retired early in
hopes of finer day on the morrow.
Tyrawley had some letters to write, SO
that it was past two before he thought
of going to bed. He always slept with
his window open, and as he threw up
the sash fierce gust OF wind blew out
his candles, and blew down the looking
glass.
Pleasant, by jove - he soliloquized.
81 wonder whether it is smashed-lin
lucky to break a looking glass-l IN
hanged if know where the matches
are; never mind, I can find my way to
bed in the dark. What a night" as a
flash of lightning Illuminated the room
for moment, and ne bent out OF the
window. "The wind must be about
northwest Cheerful for anything up to
Bristol from the southwark. | wonder
what storm is like on this coast. !
have great mind to go and see. shall
never be able to get that hail door open
without waking them up; what a iiul-
sance! Stay, capital idea l'!l go to
the window" Before starting Oh the
expedition, he changed the remains o.
his evening dress (for he had been writ,