Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1884-05-07

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here for? l don't think you've got an
more to say!" clustered the irate admi
raj, while the extraordinary rush o
blood to the head gave to his rough an,
puffy face color purely crimson.
''Only this, my dear sir, for the pres
ent," returned Ayling, mildly an,
modestly, and bowing politely. I:woul,
like to know, sir, through you, if tn
specimen of speech and behavior whicl
have just witnessed may be taken as
fair sample of the life and intercours,
of the quarterback in the historic anS
heroic days of his Majestys royal ma
/, vy?"
Having thus spoken he bowed again
very low and then turned to leave the
room, passing out under torrent o
abuse.
On the broad piazza George met tn,
Lady Emeline. When she saw his fac,
she caught him eagerly by the arm ant
asked what had happened. He told he
as rearly as he thought proper.
'Oh, George, dear heart, L feared il
IL feared it, L have been in fever o.
anxiety all the time you have been gone
What shall We do-alaS what1"
Never surrender, my own deal
promised one? Let us consider. w,
will take time, L have friends in Lon
don who will gladly help us. At al
events, we won't give up the ship JUS
yet"
Her lovers strength and heartIness
his confidence in right and justice, ant
his masterful manner of speech and pur
pose soon brought the sorrowful maider
into a more hopeful state, so that wheI
he left her he left smiles upon her face
The lieutenant, since mis- interview
with Sir Thomas, had resolved to re
turn at once to London. The stag,
coach from Shoreham to Chichester
would pass shortly, and his nearest way
from the Hall to tie highway wa!
through the great park. He had strucl
into the we'll beaten path, and had gain
ed, perhaps, half the distance, when hi
was brought to sudden stop by 9
scene that commanded at once his ear
nest sympathy.
An elderly gentleman, who had evi
IDENTIFY been on his way to the Hall, had
been attacked by a savage stag that had
broken loose from the deer park. Ay
ling well knew the nature and DISPOSE
tiOn of this animal, as he once had q
bout with him on his own account. He
was one Of the largest of his class
| literally, "a monarch of the glen, y
which had been sent to the lord of the
manor from the Highlands of Scotland.
His widely branching antlers were OF
enormous size, and the man who should
once get fairly caught thereon might
calculate upon speedy exit from this
sublunary sphere.
The individual attacked was certainly
more than hree-score-perhaps nearer
to three score and ten-habited IN a
sort of undress, free and easy naval
uniform: naturally one would judge, a
pleasant-faced old man; but just at
present so excessively frightened that
marks OF character might go for moth
/ ing.
When our hero first discovered him
he had lodged behind large oak trce.
while the stag stood ready for a charge
on the opposite side.
Ayling saw in an instant that when
the stag should make another onset it
would be next TO impossible fer his
victim to escape; and if The infuriated
beast reached him, what could save him?
The brave youth hesitated only long
enough to fully grasp the situation.
He had great confidence in his own ply
steal strength, and he believed he could
throw the animal from his feet.
At all events he would not see de-
fenseless old man killed before his face,
while he had strength and sense to
m AXE an effort. He took critical
view of every point, and then, with a
bound and yell, he leaped forward.
Exactly how he did it he could never
tell. He. caught the branching antlers,
at the same time tIiking with heavy
force against the stag's shoulder; then
with all his strength, twisting the head
backward and drawing it toward him,
while he struck his foot with solid
kick against the leg nearest him.
The effort was successful. He
brought the stag down upon his side,
driving his nose into the gravel and
pressing his nees upon the neck and
shoulder. Then he shouted to the old
gentleman to run. There was gate
not 10 rods away, which he could easily
reach.
Run for the gate and | will follow"
was his command, and the man had
sense enough to obey. and when he had
almost reached 1t the lieutenant sprang
to his feet and sped after him, and be-
fore the demoralized beast could re-
cover his senses both the men were safe.
well, young man, you have saved
my life. Don't you think SOP"
Il certainly think, sir, that | saved
you from a great danger"
s'Ay, you saved my life. Who are
youG':
Ayling was well satisfied that the old
gentleman was nothing less than re-
tired admiral, and he respected him ac
cordingly.
Il am George Ayling, sir lieuten-
ant in His Mdjesty's navy"
Are you the son of Arthur Ayling,
the London wine merchant!"
81 am, sir-his only son."
SAY; remember; | gave word for
him to the admiralty when he was
seeking to get place in the navy for
his boy. Really, am glad that have
met you. And now what are you doing
herel"
1t struck the youth that if this man
had influence, and was at the same time
a friend of Sir Thomas. he might possi-
bly, help him, SO, in a very delicate and
modest manner, he told the whole story
told of his love for the beautiful
Lady Emeline-of her love for him, of
his late interview with Sir Thomas and
of the result.
The old man laughed outright.
''Oh, the old sea:dOg! What growl-
er lie Isl But, young man, do you come
with me By st. George! 1'l give old
Tom a piece of my mind. Come along;
won't let him eat YOU"
Ayling hesitated but for little time.
His aged friend seemed SO confident,
and was SO pleasant, eager, SO joyial,
that he quickly gave iii, and turned
back with him towards the hall.
They had reached the broad graveled
driveway in front of the mansion when
they discovered the Lady Emeline her.
self upon the piazza, sitting with her
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