Martinsburg gazette. [volume] (Martinsburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1833-1855, 1834-10-16
LOVE AND DIPLOMACY.
, =, " Pray pardon me.
For am like boy that hath found money
Afraid ] .lream sill. Ford OF IEebxfcr.

Il was on fac September evening,
within my time, land | am not, trust,
( too old TO be lcved,) that Count Anaiole
L., Of the impairment and particular
( ly useless profession of aftache, walked up
and down before the glass In his rooms
at the " Archduke Charles" the first
hotel, as you know if you have travelled,
| IN the green belted and fair city of Vienna.
The brass ring was still swinging on the
end OF the bell rope, and, in a respectful
attitude at the door, stood the just sum
moned Signor Attilio, valet and priyy
counsellor TO one of the hsndsomest cox
combs errant through the world. Sisnor
Atiilio was Tyroiese, and, like his mas
ter, was very handsome.
Count Anatole had been trifling away
three golden summer months in the ryrol,
for the sole purpose. as Gar as mortal eyes
could see, OF Disgusting his fine PhidIan
features, in callow moustache and whis-
kers. The crimes ridentes las Eneas Sill.
yius has IT'D being in condition beyond
improvement, Signor Attilio had for some
days been rather curious to know what
course of events would next occupy the
diplomatic talents Of his master.
After a turn or two more taken 10 ST.
lence. Count Anatole stopped in the mid
die of the floor, and cycling the well made
Tyrolese from head TO foot, begged to
know If he wore at the present moment
his most becoming breeches, jacket and
beaver.
Attic was never astonished at any
thing his master did or said. He simply
answered "Si Signore.'
BE SO kind as to strip Immediately,
and dress yourself in that travelling suit
lying on the sofa.
As the green. gold corded jacket, knee
breeches, buckles and stockings were laid
aside, Count Anatole threw off bis dressing
gown. and commenced encasing his hand
some proportions in the cast off habit
ments. He then put on the conicaI, souch-
trimmed hat. with the tall eagles feather,
stuck jauntily on the side, and the two
rich tassels pendant over his left eye, and
the toilet oil the valet being completed at
the same moment, they stood looking at
one another with perfect gravity, rather
transformed, but each apparently quite at
home in his new character.
"You look very like gentleman,
AttiIio," said the count.
"Your exceliency has caught, toadmira-
ton, VariG del paess,' complimented back
again the sometimes Tyrolese.
Attllio!'
sSignore p
DO you remember The lady IN the for
est of Friuii? P
Attic, began to have glimmering Of
things. Some three months before, the
count was dashlng on at rapid post
pace, through deep wood in the noun
tains which head in the Adriatic. A sud
den pullnp at turning in the road near
ly threw him from his britska, and look
ing at the 'aninaa di porcop of the post.
ililon, he found his way Impeded by an
overset carriage, from which three or
four servants were endeavoring to extract
the body Of an old man killed by the acct
dent.
There was more attractive metal for
the traveller, however, in the shape OF a
young and beautiful woman leaning, pale
and faint, against tree, and apparently
about TO sink TO the ground, unassisted.
To bring hat full Of water from the
nearest brook, and receive her falling
head on his shoulders was the work of
thought. She had tainted quite away, and
taking her, like child, into his arms,
be placed her on bank by the road side,
bathed her forehead and lips. and chaled
her small white hands, till bis heart, with
all the distress Of the scene, was quite
mad with her perfect beauty.
Animation at last began to return, and
as the flush was stealing into her lips,
another carriage drove up with servants
in the same livery, and Count Anatole,
thoroughly bewildered IN bis new dream,
mechanically assisted them in getting their
living mistress and dead master into 1T,
and until they were fairly out of sight, it
had never occurred to him that he might
possibly wish to know the name and con-
dltion OF the iairest piece of work he had
ever seen from the hand of his Maker.
An hour before, he had doubled his
buono nlaao to the position, and was driv.
ing on 10 Vienna, as il TO sit at a new
Congress. Now, he stood leaning against
a tree, at the foot of which the grass and
wild aowers showed the print of a new
made presssre, and the position cracked
his whip, and Attic reminded him oil tue
hour he was losing 10 vain.
He remounted after while; out the
order was to go back to the last post
\
house. -.
| Three or four months at solitary al
bergo in the neighborhood OF this adVeh-
tnre, passed by the count in securing the
country on horseback in every direction,
and by his servant in very particular
ennui, bring up the story nearly to where
! Che scene opens.
Il have seen her!' said the count.
Attilio only lifted up his eyebrows.
She is here in the neignborhood oil VI
email
.Falice lei!' murmured Attic.
'She is the Princess Leichstenieis, and
by the death Of that old man, widow
.Veramente? responded the valet, with
rising infection, for he knew his mas
ter and French morals too well not To
foresee damper in the possibility oil mat
rimony..
.yeramente!' gravely echoed the count
And now, listen. The princess lives u
close retirement. An old friend or two
and tried servant, are the only persons
who see her. You are TO contrige TO see
.b.s servant IN ToorroW cnrruDt him II