The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1881-05-31

stripping off his coat and standing in
his shirt sleeves, "there's nothing else
for it."
And with that, once more taking up
the end of the rope, he jumped in, and
emerged breathless. Jack was already
in the dog-cart, and was struggling into
his overcoat. Luckily for the harmless
fulfillment of this truly Irish enterprise,
heavy outer garments were the fashion.
Each buttoned himself to the chin, and
each took great gulpof whiskey. Then
the Major, with sense of humor to
keep him warm, touched up the mare,
and away they ratified.
What's to become of the clothes
line ?" asked the Major.
"Shamus is to come down to the
pool and bring 1t home with him." said
Jack with his teeth chattering.
jack" said the Major affectionately,
"I've an English note for five pounds
on me somewhere, and it's yours, my
boy, for this days work.
" Me teeth are like castanets," Jack
responded "Drive on for the love of
Heaven But Pm game to take the
paper, Major, an think deserve it,"
81 think you do, replied the Major.
X X
Jacks description of the rescue was a
real work of art
"No, no." cried the Major, blushing
to the roots of his hair. Indeed twas
nothing. He'd have got out easily
without me.'
Indeed, then,' said Jack, "I'd never
have got out at all without you. Be-
cause" he added, soto voce, without
yon I'd never have got in"
Mr.. Geoghaghan," said the Bishop,
with tears of emotion on his cheeks,
'you must not stand moment in your
wet clothes. Come with me-"
The Major followed obediently. Vivian
and Julia had heard the tale in common
with the rest of the household. BY some
instinct peculiar to the sex they retired
together. Vivian flew to Julia's arms
and kissed her cheek.
Indeed" said Julia, "he is noble
fellow |"
"He is as brave as he is handsome"
said the beautiful Vivian, and sympa-
thetic tear coursed towards one corner of
her charming mouth.
Ugly Phil. Durgan knew not of this
moving scene, and was too stupid to di-
vine it. But there had never been any
ln, haf l,;n,oalf NJ
jor.
What roight has the blagyard here" {"
queried Phil to himself, ''pokin' his nose
where he's not wanted Whoy couldn't
he let the little puppy drown himself,
an save the country the price of a rope
He'll have to have one some day. Ord
have let him DROWN" unused ugly Phil !;
and indeed am not indisposed to think
that Mr.. Durgan construed himself
Alright
1t so befell that there was nobody in
the palace whose clothes were likely to
fit the Major, with the exception of
Phil himself. The Bishops request for
acomplete rig-out for the rival was not
to be denied, but Phil granted it grudg-
ingly. A little silver kettle was Kissing
above the spirit-lamp in the breakfast
room when the Major descended. L
fancy that his lordship had caught
something of the manners of the coun-
try, and had a use for that little kettle on
most days after dinner. The Blshopress,
with her own fair hands plump and hos
pitable they were) made grog for the
rescuer of her child, and they pressed it
upon him lest he should take cold. 1t
was signal honor, and the Major felt
it.
A little flushed by his bath, and the
triumph of the situation, the Major
looked more like handsome man than
ever. Mr. Durgan's tweeds fitted him
as though they had been made for him.
"Phil" said Vivian, II always de-
spised your tailor until now."
YES" said Phil innocently, "I've
changed me man. These wor made in
London. And he sprawled into an atti-
tude which seemed likely to be fatal.
The Bishop begged the Major to stay.
His wife commanded to the same effect,
with imperious hospitality. The Major
had nothing to do but to accept the situ-
alton. He spent the evening in the
same house with Vivian-that was
worth something to him.
Make the running" whispered
Jack, "it's all in your own hand"