Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1886-06-03

barge there. heard the splash in the
water. and the next day his hat was
found In the stream. and brought
home'
ut is sad news" said Oscar. 81 and
Mrs. Dalrymple were on the point of
starting for London. 1t is of no use
now"
Oscar" called out the voice of Mrs.
Dalrymple, ''where are you? We have
not many minutes
elbow ever shall I break it to them?"
muttered Oscar. II do not like the
mission"
He walked across the hall, rso1U his
oWn, and re-entered the breakfast room
He proceeded with his task as well as
he could, and got through it, not telling
them the worst particulars at first, and
almost thankful that Alice tainted and
fell on the floor, because it caused some
diversion to Mrs. Dalrymple's death-like
shock
And, ere the midday sun was at its
height, the estate was ringing with the
news that its generous young landlord
had passed away, with his faults and
his follies, and that Oscar Dalrymple
reigned at the Grange.
CHAPTER ".
London was IN commotion: nothing
was talked of in its gay circles but the
young and lovely bride, Mrs. Dali
rymple. Peers were going mad for her
smiles: peeresSes condescended to court
them; commoners and commOnesses,
who could not get near, affected to hold
themselves indifferent, but they scarce
ly made cOncealment of the fact that
! the grapes were sour. Panics do some
times come over the fashionable world
of this great metropolis; now it is a
rage for speculation, like that railway
mania, which once turned peoples
sober senses upside down; now it is the
new and very ugly signora, who is rul-
ing the boards and the boxes at Her
Majesty's Theater; now it is an insane
sympathy - insane in the working
with all the black Uncles and Aunt
Toms in the other hemisphere; but at
the time of which we are writing, it
was the admiration of one of them
selves, woman, the beautiful Mrs.
Dalrymple.
She was charming; not because
fashion said it, but that she really was
Naturally fascinating in person, the
homage she received in the gay world
"a new world to her-rendered her
manners irresistibly so. Some good
wives, staid and plain, who had never
been guilty of counting a look in their
lives, and prided themselves on it,
avowed priv ately to their lords that she
laid herself out for admiration, and
| was compound of vanity and danger;
and the lords nodded a grave approval,
and, the moment they could get out of
sight, went tearing in the wake after
Mrs. Dalrymple.
A stylish vehicle, something between
break and a dandy-horse, with two
| stylish men in it, especially in the ex-
| tent of their mustaches, was driving
down Regent street. He who held the
reins, Captain Stanley, was attending
far more to some object at a distance
than to his horse; his head was raised
perpendicularly, as if an iron poker
| had been thrust down his throat, and
his eyes were intently fixed far before
him. A street cab whirled suddenly
round the corner of Argyle place; Cap
tain Stanley was too absorbed to avoid
it, and the two came in contact.
No damage was done. All that came
of it was wOrdy war; for the cab
mans abuse was unlimited, and Cap
tain Stanley given to angry explosions.
He concluded by promising summons
for insolence, and then urged on his
horse again.
lis that the way you generally
drive in Londonp" quietly asked his
companion.
IAN insolent reptile! He shall smart
for it. I'll have him before the magis-
trate at Marlborough street"
Don't call me as witness, then. 1t
was your fault. You got into the fell
| lows way"
Il didn't get into his way"
''At any rate you didn't get out of it,
which amounted to the same thing.
ask if that is your usual mode of driv-
ingp"
"What if it isP'
Its careless one. The next time
you offer me seat, Stanley, l shall
propose to take the reins."
Il thought l saw her carriage before
u.s." exclaimed Captain Stanley, in a
more conciliatory tone, for he was be-
ginning to recover his good humor.
1T made me oblivious to every thing
else. Winchester
"Who is sher'P" demanded Lord
Winchester.
The loveliest woman, Winchester!
can tell you you have got a treat in
store; you'll say it when you get intro
duced to her. You have lost some
thing by stopping abroad. [ couldn't
exist" added the Captain, twirlng his
mustache, without daily sight of
that ANGEL
The viscount yawned. He knew, of
old, Captain Stanley's propensity to go
into heroics over "angels;' he went
into them himself upon occasion.
Mrs Stanley to be?' asked he, indif-
| ferently. by way of saying something.
mo such luck. She's married"
OH
"Bv Jove! here she comes! She has
turned back again. The green car
riage and dark livery. knew l saw it.
Isn't She"
Take care of your horse inter-
rupted Lord Winchester; there's an
other cab"
"Shoot the horsei Look at her.
An open barouche was approaching.
One lady sat inside it. Lord Winches-
| ter caught sight of an exquisite toilette,
and then, the point-lace parasol being
removed, of an exquisite face. A
Young face. looking younger. perhaps,
than it really was; clearly cut, delicate
features; cheeks of a rich damask;
of exceeding brightness.
"There's picture for you!' muir
INJURED the enamored Captain Stanley,
letting his horse go as it would-to q
spill if it liked; land the face is moth
ing to when you come to talk to her.
She has sent half London Wild