Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1884-04-06

Inquiry was made for a Mr.. Turner
when the tug came alongside for the
mails.
Cora read her letters and consulted her
peerage ono pr0perly-minded American
/ woman will travel without peerage },
and looked out Ticehurst-thus:
TICEHURsT, Eighth Earl.-John Steph-
en- Mayne, only son of Seventh Earl, born
at ChillingtOn Royal, 1880; married, 1852,
second daughter of Admiral Sir Claudius
TOurn0ur, h. c. B.; has issue. l. John
Ashton, Lord Marden, born in 1858. ?.
James Claudius, born in 1854, late Scots
Guards. g. Violet Alexandra, born 1857.
Seats-Chillington Royal; Killpeg, n. B. !;
1S9 GrOsyenOr Place. Clubs-Carlton,
/ Travellers
So Jack had a brother, who would
be, speaking formally, the Hon. James
/ Mayne. Mayne? The name seemed
familiar to her somehow. Where had she
heard it, or who has written about it?
/ Could it be that unprincipled but delight
/ full Jim" Mayne, about whom a gushing
friend of her girlhood, married in London,
had written such shocking stories some
four or five years ago?
I There was a fog in the Mersey, of
/ course, when the big ship flOated up with
the tide, and the tender with custom
house people, clerks from the company's
office, and favored friends of passengers,
came fussing up. Cora, got up in her
shOre-gOing clothes, with just an extra
frill on for Jack of Jessie's benefit, stood
at the head of the companion stairs look
ing in vain for the cowboy. 1t would
/ never do for him and "Jack'' to meet: so
the plan was IN wish him goodbye in the
I most decisive manner before the other
came on board, and thus be rid of him.
/ How tiresOme he was! Why did he not ap-
pear, and take his dismissal in this con-
yenient way?
Looming dimly on the tenders bridge
( appeared a handsome man of about thir-
/ ty, fresh-faced. clOse-crOpped, dapper,
! speckless! dressed from mis- pointed Shoes
[ to his curly hat as though he had Just
I been picked up in St. James street and
I dropped where ne stood. He was the first
I on board and ''tO him"-as the old drama
I lists say-went rushing another handsome
man of about the same age, fresh-faced,
/ close-crOpped, dapper, speckless! cos
| TUNED as though he also had been spirited
direct from the same celebrated emil
nence"-Only ne had no flower IN his
| coat. They gFasped each other by the
I hand, set their teeth, breathed hard, and
/ fought down their feelings as only Brit
/ ishers can. They couldn't speak Just
/ then to save that ship from going
/ straight to the bottom. The just articu-
I late words that came were something
I
In a few minutes the one without a
flower took the other up to where Cora
stood, and said:
"Mrs. Ployer, this is Lord Marden,
whom L think you expect"
The usual questioning followed, with
most contradictory answerings.
Yes, she had a most delightful voyage
and been very sick, and the weather had
been dreadful, and she had enjoyed her
self so much! She did not know what she
was saying. She never had suffered from
sea-sickness, but something very like the
first admOnitiOn of iC came over her.
Things heayed and swan around her, and
the bones of her knees melted. In the
midst OF quite another subject she broken
with
'But who-who-was the gentleman
that introduced yOu?''
''Why, my brother, of course! He came
over with you. Surely"
ooh, impOssible~ gasped Cora, and if
she had not chung to the rail she might
have made another header down the com
pauiOn.
The fiOwerless one came up at this
moment, and, noticing her tribulation
and the appealing look she gave him,
said:
"Let me take you out Of this crowd.
There is no hurry. We shall not anchor
for another half-hour."
Aft they went alone to the rail over
which they had so often leant, and then he
began
81 don't like to tell you what an idiot
l made of myself before l went to Ameri-
ca. Let me begin at the mines, where /
was known by mothers name, spelt
TurnOur. There l heard something about
my brother Jack, which worried me. /
left at five minutes notice, just as l
stood. In New York l had only time to
buy some ready-made clothes and scram-
bic on board, as you saw. My brother
dear old fellOwl who remembers every
thing, made my tailor send me some
things to Queenstown. have had my hair
cut and sacrificed my beard in the BARRIERS
shop this morning, and am Jim Mayne
again. That's ALL"
'You-yOu said your father was a far
farmer" Cora faltered.
$50 he is. Good tenants are scarce in
these hard times, so he farmed most of his
own land"
"But you ate with your knifew
"My dear Mrs. Plover, you kindly took
an interest in me as the Wild Man of the
Sierras, and L had to keep up the char
acter. l used to be a great hand at the
atricals, and' VERY markedly ''One
must not get out of practice"
Misery shamel and utter discontinue!
He had overheard her conversation
good story how she had mistaken ''Jim"
Mayne for cowboy and set herself to
civilize himl Her shame would be all
over the clubs before the week was out,
London correspondents of American
papers would get hold of it, spice 1t up,
and send it over for friends and rivals to
make merry about. She would be pointed
out as the Yankee woman who crossed
wits with Jim Mayne, and got hurt. 1t
II
graced, undOne on both sides. 1t was as
much as she could do to save herself from
bursting into tears.
The relief came.
But" continued the whil0m cowboy
carelessly, ''Pm not at all proud of the
part. 1t was low comedy in every sense
of the word. Please to forget it alias l
shall. If you could imagine that our &C
quaintance began five minutes ago, and
allow me to cultivate it in my proper
person, you would do me an immense
favor Promise you will.'
She ventured to look in his face, and it
told her that her secret was safe. 81 do
PROMISE" she murmured, land mOre-I
understand, and thank you"
They had two hours to wait for the
train, and spent it at the station hotel.
There the NickersOns had taken rooms
and Mrs. Plover retired with her friend.
The brothers could talk now, and did.
''SO," said Jim, Sits come to this. You
are going to marry a rich wife whose
money will pay off the mortgages. The
dear old governors anxiety about keep
ing up the title and providing for NiOlets
marriage is relieved; and so he will pay
my debts and start me afresh. Now then!
What does all this cost yOu~
81 have proposed to give you five hun
dred a year." replied Jack, cheerily; 81
can do it without turning a hair
"Pshaw L am not thinking Of
money. Jack, old boy, you deserve to be
happy, and Pve come like a letter from
the Pacific slope to see that you are.
Most women would love you if you want
ed them to, but you must marry one you
love. If you think you're going to make
sacrifice of your life for the title, or for
Violet, or for me"
Jack laughed.
"Oh, you're there, are you? Wait till
you see Jessie. Why, Jim, if she
hadn't penny, She"
He was over head and ears in love, and
going to be married in three DAYS; so let
those who have been in his place fill up the
list of adjectives which he expended on
his bride.
When he had done, Jim took a slip of
paper out Of his waistcoat pocket and
handed it to his brother.
"That's yours" he said. lawfully good
of you, but / didn't want it."
1t was cheque for E200, signed ''Mar-
den."
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