New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1881-01-09
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Jacks description of the rescue was real work
No no. cried the Major, bushing to the roots of
his hair. Indeed, twas nothing. He'd have got
out easily without me-
at all without you. Because he added. soto rOce,
MIR. Geoahaghan, said the Bishop with tears Of
emotion on his cheeks yOu must not stand mo-
ment in your wet clothes. Come with me-
The Major followed obedently. Vivian and Julia
had heard the tale n common with the rest oi 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 n noble fellow
lie is as brave he is handsome, said the beau
tiful Vivian, and a sympathetic tear coursed to-
wards one corner OF her charming mouth
Ugly Phil Durgan knew not of this moving scene.
and was too stupid to divine it. But there had
never been any love lost between himself aud Inc
Major. ,, 49,,
Phil to himself 'pOkin' his nose where he's not
wantedi Whoy couldn't he let the IL "
drown himself, an save the country I'll J
ropei He'll have to have one som some a" dd
have let him drown unused ugly Phil and indeed
am not indisposed to think that Mr.. Durgan COLI
1t so befell that there was nobody in the palace
whose clothes were likely to fit the Major, with tho
exception of Phil himself. The Bishops request
denied, but Phil granted it grudgingly. little
silver kettle was kissing above sprIt-lamp IN the
breakfastroOm when the Major descended.
fancy that his lOrdsip had caught something OF
the manners of the country, and had use for that
little kettle on most days after dinner The
Bishopess with hor own fair hands plump ana
hospitable hands they wercl made grog Tor tho res
cuer OF her child, and pressed 1t upon HIM lest he
should take cold. 1t was "a signal honor and the
Major felt it,
little flushed by his bath. and the triumph Of
the situation the Major looked more like II hand
some man than ever. Mr.. Durgans tweods fitted
him as though they had been made for him.
Phil said Vivian, Il alw avs dcspised your tailor
Yes said Phil innocently. 'Pvc changed me
man. These wOr made in LONDON And he
sprawled into an attitude which seemed likely
to be fatal.
The Bishop begged the Major to stay. His wife
commanded to the effect, with impcIious hos
pitality. Tho Major hal nothing to do but 10 ac-
cept the situation. IIo spent the evening in the
same house with Vivian-that was worth some
Make the running whispered Jack. IT'S oil
in your own hand.
Now the Major, although an Irishman, was bash
full. 1t was an lrishnan who wrote She Stoops to
CONQUER and he drew the hero OH an Irish pat
tern. Had Vivian been pretty chamhcrmaid,
Door Geoghaghan had approached her with con-
aucrng airs forebOding victory; but he was lat
abased before lady, though never shamcfaccd
enough to be clumsy ,
Vivian. letting her splendid eyes shine full upon
him for moment.
Faith it wac not he answered in tone OF some
distress. ~. , ,
what rdrd arts is really modest man
thought the young lady; and when she had
thought it long enough she said it aloud. :.
Il cannot endure that you should think or me
above my deserts. and especially @hcn liavo done
q thing Of which am more than half ashamed.
can not endure that YOU shond think have done
anything brave or praisewOrthy.' Vivian looked
at him inquringly. ! think she fancicd that tho
Majors dip had given him little touch OF fever
did the business. The Majors eyes met Nlvians
and he knew his hour had come: clhlds hand can
launch % ship, but womans eyes can 90 even
more marvellous things. That look from VIVIAN
launched the Major; nothing could hold Inn back
There is wun beneath this root he said, who is
dcarer to me than me lite was barred be crnel
Fate from her presence circumstances over whlcI
had no control shut me out from hcr gocieW
this resolve upon the instant. But an content 10
have looked upon her before go; ana believe me-
/ shall carry her image to me grave; hut me con-
science and mo honor will not permit me TO 90
without explaining the subtcrtuge by which
camo here. The rescue was moro device .
And in broken accents he told the story OF Jacks
ruse 49, .
Vivian had turned away her head whilst tho
Major told his love-sick tale; but when he reached
his confession she TUNED away more pronOnncediY,
and the Major saw that she trembled violently.
Was il with anger or disgust
Farewell, Miss BakeP no murmuIed. Fare
WE'LL Vivian! Forgive my 0aseness If you can
There came no answer but Il strange gasping SOD
AT least forget if you cannot forgive me- he
urged broken by her silence. i shall cross your
path no more. FAREWELL
Still she gave him answer. but the sob was re-
peated. He reiterated his farewell, and crossing
the room looked blindly over portfolio OF sketches
seeing nothing. Suddenly there arose piero-
ing shrek, and everybody IL the room rushed to-
wards Vivian. She had cast herself almost at full
hystera. Peal after peal OF mad involuntary
laughter broke from her lips
Leave the room, gentlemen" said the Bishops
wife.
The guilty Major took his way with the rest
Tears will relieve her. were the last words he
heard. Thoy foil from tho lipa of Il ia hOstess