“Let Vanston be what he may, he's an honest man,” replied Bryan, “and in less than ten minutes I'll have him the sittin' member. I would be ungrateful and ungenerous, as you say, Hycy, not to do so. Come along--come along, I bid you. I don't care what they say. The man that saved me--who was his enemy--from ruin, will have my vote.” They accordingly proceeded towards the court house, and on their way Hycy addressed him as follows:--“Now, Bryan, in order to give your conduct an appearance of greater generosity, I will pretend to dissuade you against voting for Vanston, or, rather, I will endeavor, as it were, to get your vote for Chevydale. This will make the act more manly and determined on your part, and consequently one much more high-minded and creditable to your reputation. You will show them, besides, that you are not the cowardly slave of your landlord.” It was accordingly so managed; the enthusiastic gratitude of the young man overcame all considerations; and in a few minutes Major Vanston was declared by the sheriff duly elected, by a majority of one vote only. It is no part of our intention to describe the fierce sensation which this victory created among the greater portion of the people. The tumult occasioned by their indignation and fury was outrageous and ruffianly as usual; but as the election had now terminated, it soon ceased, and the mobs began to disperse to their respective homes. Bryan for some three hours or so was under the protection of the military, otherwise he would have been literally torn limb from limb. In the mean time we must follow Hycy. This worthy and straightforward young gentleman, having now accomplished his purpose, and been the means of M'Mahon having exposed himself to popular vengeance, took the first opportunity of withdrawing from him secretly, and seeking Vanston's agent. Having found him, and retired out of hearing, he simply said-- “I will trouble you for three hundred.” “You shall have it,” replied that honest gentleman; “you shall have it. We fully acknowledge the value of your services in this matter; it is to them we owe our return.” “There is no doubt in the matter,” replied Hycy; “but you know not my difficulty, nor the dexterous card I had to play in accomplishing my point.” “We are sensible of it all,” replied the other; “here,” said he, pulling out his pocket-book, “are three notes for one hundred each.” “Give me two fifties,” said Hycy, “instead of this third note, and you will oblige me. By the way, here is the major.” With this the other immediately complied, without the major having been in any way cognizant of the transaction. On entering the inner room where they stood, Vanston shook hands most cordially with Hycy, and thanked him in very warm language for the part he took, to which he had no hesitation in saying he owed his return.