The Sun.
London, England, 1863-10-16 00:00:00

MADEMOISELLE D'ARLINOOURT.

In a few moments more the door of the room opened,
and the lady who had just descended from her horse ap-
peared. She was all that the walking gentleman had
described her. She was of commanding and majestic
appearance. Over her shoulders flowed a mass of jet black
tresses, which reached down to her waist. Her face was
dark, glowing, and handsome to perfect ion. Every feature
was beautiful in itself, and harmonized with each other,
while the eye which lit up the countenance was striking in
many characteristics. Dark and lustrous, it seemed to float
in softness. But though there was softness in repose, there
could be but little donut, from the general expression of the
countenance, that anger or kindred passions could easily
generate sparks of fire therein.

She wore the cavader hat, that most charming of head-
dresses for ladies, adorned with a thick black feather. Her
dress at the moment of which we are writing is, of course,
the riding-habit, the skirts of which she gracefully carries
over her arm, with her riding-whip in her hand. The
body of her riding-habit, we should say, is not of the same
colour as the other part, as it is crimson, while that of the
skirt is dark green. Altogether, as she enters the room,
she has indeed a most distinguished appearance, and we
are not surprised that the two walking gentlemen should
have been so enthusiastic in their description of her.

Or a very different character is the following scene,
in which some of the principal personages of the
story are closely involved

A CONSULTATION.

"I like your caution, Jowls. Yuu are as knowing as
ever ; but I have provided, or intend to provide, for that,
and I think we shall be able effectually to throw the know-
ing ones off the scent."
"Indeed, my lord—how ?" inquiried Jonas Nixon.
" Why, the colt will be entered in the name of Mr.
Sheraton," said the earl. .

" In my name, my lord I" exclaimed Mr. Sheraton, in a
tone of surprise.

The earl smiled and nodded significantly at Mr. Shera-
ton, who was shrewd enough to see that ho had better be a
tacit listener for the present.
"Good," said Jonas Nixon, after a moment'c thought ;
" and will your lordship take a bit of advice from me ?"
"Most undoubtedly, Jonas—who so well able in such a
case to give it ?" said the earl, gaily.

"Then, my lord, don't give the colt a name; let him be
nameless for a twelvemonth," said Jonas Nixon.
" What will be gained by that ?" inquired the earl.
" That will be sure to throw them off the scent," said
Jonas Nixon. " I shall have, as your lordship knows, a
considerable string in my stable, and there will be some good
ones amongst them, I can assure you. The public don't
care to look beyond them here" (and he pointed with his
stick over his shoulder towards the park), " especially as
there are the two Munchausen colts of your lordship's
in my stable. Give one of them a name, and he shall soon
become a favourite—trust to me."

"Jonas, you are a model of stable diplomacy," said the
earl laughing.

We are sorry to say, in the course of our wan-
derings, we get into rather doubtful company, and
make acquaintance with some of whose fellowship
we have no reason to be proud. Of these is Mr.
Sparke, whose abilities are fittingly exempli-
fied by