Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1878-06-26
VOL. 73.-3741. NO. 81.

'i""ihS cuubnudlly On JHe men LOT more
rope-which they paid out with deafening
cheers-he met wave after wave in the same
manner, diving under them like an otter and
getting nearer to the wreck with every wave,
really advancing however, more below the
water than above il.
Suddenly the despairing men on board
heard a clear, hopeful voice:
"Help at hand, Captain Throw me a
buoy"
And, i'll another minute or two, Jones was
on the deck, and the cheers from the little
steamer were echoed by the cheers of the
crowd on the land. There was not a mo-
lnent to be lost; she was breaking up fast
but it took but a few minutes TO fasten a
strong cable to the small rope and draw IL
on board, and then a second cable, and the
communication was complete.
"There is lady here, sir" said the
Captain. ave must rig up chair for her
she can never walk that dangerous rope"
"But we have not moment to waste, or
we may all be lost is she very heavy p
"A slight little thing--half child, SIR
Bring her here"
This was no time for ceremony. With
out word, save few sentences of direc-
tion and encouragement, he took her under
his left arm, and steadying himself by the
upper cable, walked on the lower with his
burden safely TO the shore. The crew rap
idly followed, for in such moments of ex-
tremity the soul masters the body, and all
things become possible. There was plenty
Of help waiting for the seamen, and the lady,
her father and the captain had been put in
the carriage Of Braddon and driven rapidly
to the hospital hall
JONES' amid the confusion, disappeared.
lie had picked up an oil-skin coat and when
every one turned to thank their delverer he
was gone. No one knew him; the sailors
said they believed him to be "one of the
military guests by his rigging" but the in
dividuality OF the hero had troubled no one
until the danger was over. In an hour the
steamer was driven on the rocks and went
to pieces, and it being by this time quite
dark, every one went home.
The next day the hunting party returned
from Gwynne Hall, the storm having COM
PEELED them to stop all night, and at the
dinner that evening the wreck and the hero
of it were the theme of every ones conver-
sation.
"Such plucky fellow" said Ensign
Powell. 81 wonder who he was. Gwynne
says he was stranger; perhaps one Of that
crowd staying at the abbey"
"Perhaps," said Captain Marks, Z" it was
Jones'"
ooh, Jones would be too afraid of his
mother"
Jones made little satirica bow, and
said, pleasantly, "Perhaps it was Powell,
at which Powell laughed, and said, Not if
he knew it."
In week the event had been pretty well
| exhausted, especially as there was to be a
| great dinner and ball at Braddon, and all the
l. I I'LL l..
| culiar interest, for the young lady who had
been saved from the wreck would be pres
ent, and rumors of her riches and beauty
had been rife for several days. 1t was said
| the little steamer was her fathers private
yacht, and that he was a man OF rank and
| influence.
Jones said he would not go to the dinner,
as either he or Saville must remain for even
ing drill, and that Saville loved good din
ner while he cared very little about it. Sa-
vile could return in time to let him ride
| over about ten o'clock and see the dancing.
Saville rather wondered why Jones did not
take his place all the evening, and felt half
| injured at this default. But Jones had a
curiosity about the girl he had saved. To
| tell the truth, he was nearer in love with
her than he had ever been with any woman,
and he wished, in calm blood, to see if she
was as beautiful as his fancy had painted
her during those few awful minutes that he
had held her high above the waves.
She was exceedingly lovely; Just the
fresh innocent girl he had known she would
be. He watched her dancing with his
brother officers, or talking to her father, oil
leaning on Braddon's arm, and every time
he saw her she looked fairer and sweeter
Yet he had not courage to ask for an intro
duction, and in the busy ballroom no one
seemed to remember that he needed one
He kept his post against the conservatory
door quite undisturbed for some time. Pres
emily he saw Squire Braddon with the
beauty on his arm approaching him. A,
he passed, the Squire remembered he hao
not been to dinner, and stopped to say {
few courteous words, and introduced hi.
companion.
"Miss Conyers- Jones'"
But no sooner did Miss Conyers hea
Lieutenant Jones voice than she gave Joy
full cry, and, clapping her hands together
said
, 81 have found him Papa papal hav'
found him -
Never was there such an interruption to
, /, ball. The company gathered in excite,
|. groups; and papa knew the lieutenant
voice, and the captain knew it, and poo
Jones, unwilling enough, had to acknow
edge the deed and be made hero of.
1t was wonderful, after this night, what
change took place in Jones' quiet ways
His books and boat seemed to have los
!, their charm, and for his walks, they were a
4 in one direction, and ended at Braddon Hal
= In about month Miss Conyers went away
u and then Jones began to hunt the postmaI
and to get pretty little letters which alway
u seemed to take a great deal of answering.
Before the end of the winter he had an il
\ y yitation to Conyers' to spend month, and
furlough being granted, he started off
i great glee for Kent. Jones never returne
Il to the Eighty-fourth. The months furloug
V was indefinitely heightened in fact, he sol
out, and entered upon diplomatic care'
:, u under the care Of Sir Thomas Conyers.
81 Eighteen months after the wreck Colon
Underwood read aloud description OF Il
u marriage of Thomas Jones, Of Milfoi
y Haven, to Mary, only child aud heiress
d Sir Thomas Conyers, of Conyers CAST
70 Kent, and paragraph below stated that Il
III Honorable Thomas Jones, with his brid
had gone on to Vienna on diplomatic servi
of great Importance.
" "Just his luck" said Powell.
"Just his pluck" said Underwood; al
for my part, when | come across any
those fellows who are afraid of hurtiI
u their mothers and sisters, and not asham
- TO say so, shall treat him as hero iu
81 waiting for his opportunity. Here is to q
sh Honorable Thomas Jones and his love
Ia bride We are going to India, gentleme
us next month, and | am sorry the Eight
IN fourth has lost Lieutenant Jones; | have
doubt whatever that he would storm fC
n' as bravely as he boarded wreck"