Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1874-04-23

white and green.
"My sister, Mr.. Charles Vavas-
seur," said Jack.
raised my hat. she inclined her
head, and no one imagined that
either of us had met before. Look
ing about me and taking stock of my
companions, I noticed that old Sir
Fussy was exceeding attentive to
Mrs. Tubbs. BY-the-by, the Baro
net was an illustration Of the tri-
umph of art over nature. False hair,
false teeth, false whiskers, false com
plexion. false everything; . mere
living piece OF mosaic to be taken
to pieces every night and put to
gether every morning. And al
though not wishing to be acynic, l
fancy that the lady was quite as
much made up as the old gentleman.
"Don't be so very riciculous, Sir
Fussy; you really are the most obi
ous man | ever knew" said Mrs.
Tubbs. giving a sideway glance at
the old boy st the same moment that
belied her words.
"Upon my honor, my dear madam.
it's true, every word; it is indeed, !"
returned the baronet, exhibiting his
false teeth to advantage.
"Once when Tom Higginson and l
were on the Ramchandee Ghaut, one
Of those abominsble Bengalees came
up and said
"a glass of claret if you please"
"The Rajah Bustomjee Doolop
Singh Intends
purchasing fifty shares at five
pounds premium"
"Assassinating the whole of you"
= "Getting a few of his friends to
rig the market"
"Did you ever know anything so
unpleasant, dear, as-g
"a hundred thousand black ras'
Gals in arms
"They came from Peter Robin
sons, dear"
This may be taken as q sample OF
the conversation l heard, as every
one was talking at once on different
subjects. So the time slipped away,
until Jack said quietly to me:
"Half past six o'clock, Charley,
the enemy is nearly due. Time!"
My heart went pit-a-pat, pit-a-pst,
for a moment, as Jack lighted cigar,
and, taking his sisters arm strolled
leisurely away. By this time most
of the others were wandering about
in little knots of twos and threes,
Mrs. Tubbs being still held captive
by the Baronet. Very coolly | fol-
lowed JACK, and strolled along by
the side of Clementina in the direc-
ton of Petersham, until Jack stop
ped suddenly, and looking about him,
said:
"The coasts all clear; none of our
party are in sight; now for run
drew Clementina's arm in mine;
Jack scudded away in front, and we
quickened our pace proportionately.
Down into the little valley, and over
the railing of Petersham Park, where
we ran down the bill like children,
afraid to stop for moment, or look
behind US, for fear we might be noticed
and pursued. We quilted the Park by
the south gate, crossed the road, and
in the little inr yard found the barouche
| had ordered waiting.
AsI handed her into the carriage the
dear said, quite out of breath:
30 Charley! I'm so frightened;
what will become of US suppose we are
pursued?"
Courage, my darling!" replied,
'and never fear for the result We
shall not be missed for an hour at least,
and by that time we shall be out OF
danger. ,
Seven O'Clock struck as we started
for Victoria. 1t was nay intention to
proceed by that nights mail TO Calais,
and get married at the English church
early the next morning We were
only Just in time to catch the mail
train; and two hours later found US at
Dover, where we embarked at once on
the Breeze.
"And now," said I, "thanks to your
clever generalship, Jack, our. troubles
are over. Glenn, dearest, our fight has
been successful so far
"Do you think we are quite safe even
now?" she answered.
"Quite, my love; don't worry your
pretty little head any longer. Why, |
declare you look quite i'll. You had
better 90 and lie down little while;
am sure you must need rest.
"Thank you, Charles; | do feel al
most worn out, but l shall be better
presently. I'm a silly, foolish little
thing, 1 know, dear; but 1 cannot helF
thinking that we shall yet be fol-
lowed"
l took her down into the saloon, and
returned TO the deck Just in time to see
: the signal light of the Southwestern
train approaching rapidly down the
i Admiralty pier. Nearer and nearer i
came, until it stopped Immediately
above US. Just behind US, with steam
up ready to start, lay the Louise Marie
Belgian mail packet. The letter bag
were on board, the last basket OF tn
Continental Express had beOn shipped
and the last porter was quitting he
deck, when to our horror, we saw TIVE
figures, whose faces we immediatel!
recognized, alight from first class car
rage, and look about them anxiousiy
Luckily, Clementina was in the saloon
What was to be done? Not momen
was to be lost. Jack was equal to tn
emergency. Without saying wor'
to me, he jumped on the landing stage
and, thrusting a couple of sovereign
into the hand Of one of the Porters'
said: 80
"You see those two gentlemen! Con
trivs by any means in your power U
get them into the Belgian boat.