Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-05-25
TYRAWLEY.


miles distant from the northwest corner
of Devon. The various branches of Eng
lish society are very fairly represented by
its component parts. There arc two
peers, three members of the lower house,
some guardsmen, some undergraduates,
a clergyman, and a lieutenant in the
navy. But our hero is not a representa-
! tive man; yet he belongs to class which,
called into eXistenc by the accumulated
| wealth of the nineteenth century, is ever
on the increase.
Frederick Tyrawley has fought in
more than one state of South America,
| and has wandered for more than two
years from isle to isle of the Pacific. A
mysterious reputation hovers round him.
He is supposed to have done many things,
but no one is very clear what they are !;
| and it is not likely that much informa-
! ton on the point will be obtained from
him, for he seldom talks much, and
never speaks of himself. His present
mission appears to be to kill partridges,
play cricket and dress himself.
Such as he is, however, he is an object
of interest to the feminine portion of the
party at Ravelstoke Hall; for he is rich
and handsome, as we'll as mysterious, and
cannot he more than two-a nd-thirty.
There are blondes and brunettes, and
pretty, brown-haired, brown-eyed girls,
who hover between the two orders, and
combine the most dangerous character
istics Of both, who can wear both blue
and pink, and who look pretticr in the
one color than they do in the other; but
who always command your suffrage in
favor of that they are wearing when you
look at them.
And there is Constance Baynton, with
gray eyes and black hair. And the incest
critic of feminine appearance might be
defed to state what she had worn, half
an hour after; for no one can ever look at
anything except her face.
Yet Constance is three and-twenty, and
still unmarried. Alas, what towards
men are. The fact is that Constance is
very clever; but as Mrs. Mellish (the
widow says, mot cleveS enough to hide
it.
In Mr.. Tyrawley she affected to disbe-
lieve. She stated as her opinion to her
friends, that she didn't believe he ever
had done or ever would do anything worth
doing; but that he plumed himself on a
cheap reputation. which, as all were ig-
norant Of its foundation, no one could
| possibly impugn.
There is reason to believe that in this
instance Miss Constance was not as con
scientious as usual, but that she really
entertained higher opinion. of the gentle
man than she chose to confess. He Ger
tainly was not afraid of her, and had even
dared to contradict her favorite theory
of the general worthlessness of English
gentlemen of the nineteenth century
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 u finer day on the morrow.
/ Tyrawley had some letters to write, SC
that it was past two before he thought
of going to bed. He always slept with
his window open, and as he threw W
the sash, fierce gust of wind blew out
his candles, and blew down the looking
glass.
| Pleasant, by Jcvep he soliloquized. q
wonder whether it's smashed-unlucky
to break a looking glass-I'm hanged If
know where the matches are; never mind
l can find my way to bed in the dark
What night as flash of tightening
illuminated the room for a moment, anc
he bent out of the window. The vino
must be about nor~nor-west. Cheerful
for anything coming up to Bristol from
the southwark. I wonder what a storm
is like on this coast. I have great minc
to 60 and see. shall never be able t.
get that hall door open without waking
| them up! what a nuisance! Stay, capita
idea! I'll 60 by the window
1 Before starting on his expedition, HI
changed the remainder of his evening
dress for he had been writing in hi!
dressing -grown) for flannel shirt ani
trousers, whilst short pea,jackct ant
glazed hat completed his array. Hi
room was on the first floor, and he hat
intended to drop from the windows sill
but the branch CT an elm came so nea
j that he found It unnecessary; as, springinl
to it, he was on the ground, like cat, il
an instant. He soon found his way acros
n the country, like Bird to the edge 0
: the cliff. The sea for miles seemed on
sheet of foam.
But flash Of Lightning discovered
} group of figures about quarter of mil
distant; and he distinguished shouts il
the intervals of the storm.
} he was soon amongst them, and h
found that all eyes were turned ON yes
sci which had struck on rock with
two hundred yards of the cliff. It wa
evident that she would go to pieces unde
their very eyes.
rs there no way of opening communics
ton with here' he asked of an old coast
uard man.