Phenix gazette. [volume] (Alexandria [D.C.]) 1825-1833, 1830-08-14

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maiden sboul1 not lose it to thee, SO G en- 'aAe
it, anil as she raised her hand to open me Goof'
tie wiIy pedlar slid the ring on the nan" VI 'ie
nothing loath waiting woman; and De IL khowp;
the next Iay would make her the wlte OF me 'ai
handsome valet of La Marcne, consequently a''
those fine presents and promises cou'o "o' nave
come more OPPORTUNITY. 49, s.
Meanwhile the pedlar entered the presence OF
Isabel and the Count: and the abigail wa''eu ON
the outer side for his returning, 10 Cohauo' nl'"
again through the long winding ga''e.'e'' nc
contents of the pack were displayed r''ss, "e'N.
laces, breast-nots 'all inImi'aoe; anu an''''o''
the rest the boosted head-wrea'h.
6 That wreath. my Lord, swear was PHi-
chased for the Queen of England said the ped,
lar. holding it daihtily between MS olu''o an
first finger tips.
1T is indeed beautiful said Isabel; but
bark, nv lord: the warder's horn SOUNDS.
/ s,Tis doubtless. love some of our good TRENDS
come forest the night with US, before the NOR
rows fete. will receive them IN anothef cha'n'
/ Der: do thou purchase what In tins mouey co.,
/ lection pleaseth thee best So saying he smiled
on her. and left the hall.
Nay. good man, what thou askest Is purse
of gold
Even 50. lady; but look az the large pearls,
and think how many oue OF those delicate roses
comtains,' returned the pedlar, drawing more
closely to her.
.Ay. It's true. and IT'S very beautiful; but
must look lower in thy pack; such expensive
baubles do Tot become Isabel Taieifer; so
thou must cen bear it to the Queen OF England
and
place it on her fair brows,' concluded the
pedlar. snatching up the wreath, and placing II
on Isabel's long sliken hair with one hand, and
with the other, raising the grey scalp from his
own head. discovered TO the astoniShed girl King
John of England! Nay. fair lady. attempt
not to speak; know all you would say; excuses
for behaving with so little ceremony--and sur
prise at seeing me here in such garb; yes,
know all; this is not my business here-dost
not think the wreath becomes thy sil&en sress-
esq
Pardon me. Sire said Isahel, endcavoring
to free her hand from his close grasp, i must
warn my lord whose host he is The King or
England must not remain here in indiSnity any
longer: and
But say, Isabel Tailleffer; the wreath. |
would know ere you leave he. if you think 1t
will best become The Countess de la Marcbe, Or
the Queen Of England:
The ROYAL Advise, Sire,' she replied, taking
; it from her head.
Nay, meant not her.
Did YOU not say The Queen of England. Sire?
AS truly. Isabel. as | meant thee as such
Hush, hush. Sire; an knew not thy talent
for saying gallant speeches. | should say it be-
comes not me to listen to thee; but should III
deed be vain to imagine thy words to be in car
nest. But will leave mygood Lord only few
moments to bid the Count to his guest
Stay. Isabel Of hn.oulesme, command thee.
and listen to what say-ay, and in earnest
Avise is no longer my consOrt; shall obtain a
dispensation from the Pope to cancel my mar
riage vows. | have loved the since the moment
sazed on thee might; nay, hear me out: had
wished to win thy free consent to share my throne.
but as thou art so madly resolved to refu,e our
gracious offer. know that have sworn on The
holy cross to possess thee
Never, never. John Of England, thou burst
not tear the bctrothed from the altar her feel
ings overcome her, and she tainted
John attempted not 70 revive her, but kneiling
by her side he pressed his lips on her icy check,
and exclaimed
Were thou less beautiful, conId pity thee.
but as II Is, thou must be nine. Twill now to
thy father; ambition is marked on his high brow
aud curling lip. as truly feminine beauty and
maidenly submission are in thy soft hazel eve.
doubt not he would rather be the ancestor OF Kings
than Counts. Farewell. then. my beloved: IN a
few short hours we will meet again, and doubt
not, by my side will be one, from whom well
told tale of inevitable ruin, or displeasure irom
me, will bend thee to my wishes. bat must be
; gone-fareweI. FAREWELL and after imprinting
cd her lips another impassioned kiss, he rose.
and gathering the tinkets in his pack, he resum-
ed his grey scalp. and Joined the inqu'sItye abl-
gail. who had been valnly endeavoring 10 eaten
one of the many loud words uttered by john
: But she appeared by her smiling. simpering
whispers to be well pleased with the continued
conversation of her companion, and 1t would
! seem she knew his rank. for as he reached the
door and babe her remember the reward she
; ducked courtesy even to the ground
sTh9 Counts surprise may BE- imagined, when
on returning to his bride he found her death
!, like swoon, and not one of the servants could
give him the least explanation. With the great
est pleasure he saw her open her eyes, but she
looked timedly around, and whispered, rs he
gone, then"
Is who gone. dearest? could, almost ehide