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

he drew the hero on an Irish pattern..--
Had Vivian been pretty chamber
maid, poor Geoghaghan had approached
her with conquering airs forboding vic
tory but he was half abashed before q
lady, though never shamefaced enough
to be clumsy.
&c 1t was noble deed, Mr. Geoghag-
ham," said Vivian, letting her splendid
eyes shine full upon him for moment
Faith it was not" he answered in
tone of some distress.
G What rard ovis is a really mod
est man !" thought the young lady; and
when she thought it long enough she
said 1t aloud.
Miss Blake" said the Major in q
half-whisper, 81 cannot endure that
you should think of me above my de-
serts, and especially when have done
a thing of which l am more than half
ashamed. can not endure that you
should think L have done anything
brave or praiseworthy." Vivian looked
at him inquiringly. think she fancied
that the Majors dip had given him a
wandering. The Majors eyes met vi
VANS and he knew his hour had come.
A child's hand can launch ship, but
woman's eye can do even more marvel
GUS things. That look from Vivian
launched the Major; nothing could hold
him back. "There is wun beneath this
roof,' he said "who is dearer to me
than me life. 1 was barred be cruel
Fate from her presence; circumstances
over which 1 had no control shut me
out from her society. / am going
abroad" The Major had only formed
this resolve upon the instant. But L
am content to have looked upon her be-
fore L go; and believe me L shall carry
her image to me grave; but me con-
science and honor will not permit me
to go without explaining the subterfuge
by which came here. The rescue was
mere device-''
And in broken accents he told the
story of Jacks rescue.
Vivian turned away her head whilst
the Major told his love.sick tale; but
when he reached his confession she
turned away more pronouncedly, and
the Major saw that she trembled violent
ly. Was it with anger or disgust.
" Farewell, Miss Blake !" he murmur-
ed. Farewell, Vivian Forgive my
baseness If you can." There came no
answer but strange gasping sob.
AT least forget me If you cannot forgive
me-" he urged, broken by her silence
l shall cross your path no more. Fare
well.n
Still she gave him no answer, but the
sob was repeated. He reiterated his
farewell, and crossing the room looked
blindly over portfolio of sketches, see-
ing nothing. Suddenly there arose a
piercing shrek, and everybody in the
room rushed towards Vivian. She had
cast herself almost full length upon
couch and was shaken by wild hysteria.
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
Lie ISSLs 4CdIo Will ICllcNc ucf, were
the last words he heard. They fell from
the lips of his hostess.
Observe, john" said the Bishop,
chow your inconsiderate desire for dan
gerous adventure operates upon your
fellow beings. Mr.. Geoghaghan res
cues you at the risk of his life, and the
excitement of the story has brought a
most terrible attack of hysteria upon
Miss Blake. Let this be warning to
you.
Jack shot glance across at the Major
who replied by rueful lifting of the
eyebrows. The glance meant "Did
you tell ?" and the lifting of the eye
brows, :" 1 told, bad luck to me - To
the utter amazement OF the Bishop, the
Major, Phil Durgan, and the Bishops
eldest and second son, Jack had pre-
ciselv such an attack as that form which
Miss Blake was suffering.
Unhappy boy" exclaimed the Bish-
op, tugging wildly at the bell.rope; ''the
excitement has been too much for
him.
The Major stood like one dazed. NThe
world was hollow. There was no more
hope in 1t or joy in it. But, for all that,
the fierce throes of unconquerable laugh
ter were upon him. He was an Irish
| man after all, and the situation had an