The Birmingham age-herald., 1911-02-12

Hammersley and learned something of the interview He listened to Charles story of it. What does he mean about that Lisbon business?" asked Q'Malley. "Well," replied Powers, 'it seems that ne has heard some foolish account of your having made a foolish speech about your successful rivalry of him with Lucy Dash- wood in Ireland. Some one has been good natured enough to tell him. But I never did--it is false," cried OMalley. Well, then he has been duped. Leave all to me; promise not to leave your quar- ters till return.
 Before Powers returned Charles had another caller, Captain Trevyllian, who came with challenge from Hammersley. q shall certainly not meet Captain Ham, mersley until know upon what grounds said OMalley. Charles preceptor the Count Considne. would have had a stroke of apoplexy had he heard this. But" continued Charles, with Captain Hammersley I am conscious of no quar- rel. Still, there are persons most rigidly scrupulous for their friends honor who are little disposed to regard their own.' You mistake me- cried Trevylian. "1 have taken an oath never to send chal- lenge." "But will not decline?" Certainly not" OMalley named Powers as his friend and Trevyllian named Sir Henry Beaufort as his. The gentle youth was to have his duel after all. While O'Mal- ley was examining his dueling pistols. Considine's last gift to him upon leav- ,,er1t hi a n nr- der to depart immediately for Alcantara as bearer of dispatches. Here was a nice fix; with one, possibly two. duels on his hands, he must depart at once.
 He wrote few lines to Powers to ex- plain, and leaping upon his horse set out. Scarcely had he done so when Powers pa ssed him, also mounted. and said: "All right, Charley, you can go safely This ouieted hls perturbed feelings and he felt that the matter of killing Trevyllian or Hammersley, or both, could wait upon the exigencies of the service. O'Malley gall loped to the front with his dispatches. was detained a while on duty there, and, as usual, reaped abundant laurels from the field of war. Sir Arthur Wellesley also went to the front, and between him and Charles they made things mighty nu- comfortable for the Frenchmen.
 OMalley had servant with him, one Mickey Free, whom he had taken from his ancestral seat at Castle O'Malley, and Mickey was bit of wag, highly anus ing to everybody. Once when Charles was ordered to make a report of an engage ment for the commander-in-cl chief, who had been promoted to be Lord Yelling ton, Mickey. being left to place the report in covers and forward It. sent by mistake to Lord Wellington a letter which he had written to his old aunt in Ireland and forwarded the report to the aforesaid old aunt This mistake caused O'Malley some annoyance at the time, but the whole army fairly roared over the joke and the stern Wellington himself actually smiled and forgave Charles and Mickey.
 But o'Malley's pleasant occupation of annihllating the Frenchmen was inter- rupted by letter received from an old friend. Major O'Shaughnessy. telling him that Fred Powers had fought Trevyllian in his stead and had been wounded in the hip, and that people were talking very hardly of the young hero. saying that he must come back and fight Trevyllian himself. At once Charles got leave and started for Placentia, where he hoped to find Trevyllian.. After some preliminaries the meeting was arranged.
 The two men faced each other at 15 paces in little level spot in a furz- covered dell. The seconds tossed up for first shot and O'Malley won. O'Malley fired, and as the smoke of his pistol cleaped away he saw Trevyllian lying on the ground. Then Trevyllian rose slowly and, standing upon his feet unsteadily, said: "It is now my turn" But his frame trembled SO that the shot passed over O'Malleys head. Bear witness, cried Trevyllian, 'I fired in the air!' Large drops of precipitation rolled from his fore head and his face worked convulsfvely Be calm; what is the matter with you?' cried Trevyllians second. But the man, with livid features, his eyes rolling wild