Martinsburg gazette. [volume] (Martinsburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1833-1855, 1836-12-01

SiuS VI Tue tabies CflarleS called for
three more bottles Of champagne, and
Miguel produced a roll of delicate lit~
tie segars, which he affirmed, were
made ~purposely for his own use, of the
very best Cuba tobacco. He offered
them round to his companions, but
they were all too well bred to smoke
In a public dining room so the Don
put them in his pocket again, with n
sheeplsh look, like a man caugh, in a
breach of good manners.
In the mean time the remaining three
parties, present at this somewhat re.
markable meeting, having finished their
meal, were diversely occupied. The
water drinker was evidently engrossed
with what was passing before him tho
casual meeting of four deposed kings
was for him a most pregnan, subject
Tor study and speculation. He slipped
his iced water, and pretended to look
over a memorandum book, which he
had drawn from his pocket, but his
ears were attentive TO what took place
at the other side of the room, and his
eyes often wandered furtively in the
same direction. The German took
huge pinches of Strasburg, hummed
snatches OF airs from the Freyschatz,
and mixed glass after glass of strong
gin and water and sugar. The old
soldier rested his aead on his hand, the
elbow propped on the table, and seem.
ed lost in thought Of no very cheerful
description.
The conversation between the four
grew lively and mirthful. Charles re.
Taxed from his habi.ual sadness, and
now and then perpetrated a joke at the
expense Of his lucky successor and
cousin, Louis Philippe. Henry gave
full way to the natural cheeriulness of
his age and temperament. Don Miguel
laughed like a clown at a fair, and the
Musselman told some very queer sto.
ries with a delightful gravity. The
c~hampage was renewed, and the whole
party were fast advancing to a state of
excellent good humor with the world,
themselves, and each other.
But all this seemed to affect the Ger.
man very annoyingly. He grew more
and more fidgetty, plunged his fingers
into his snuff box, every half minute,
vadored about with his meerschaum,
and put less and less water to his gin,
at each rcplenishment of his tumbler.
1t was evident from his wishlul looks,
that he was dying to join the merry and
royal party. Atlength, with a doubt
full look, half foolishness and half fun,
he rose from his seat, and gravely adj
vancing to the four ex.monarchs, blunt
ly asked leave to make one oftheir Sc
derunt. His reception was character
istic.
The elder Bourbon drew himselfup
with a look of hauteur Henry started
up with q flushed cheek, and an express.
sion OF countenance that intimated a
disposition to kick the intruder ii Of
the room ; Miguel scowlcd, and poured
out for himself another glass of cham.
pagne and the Musselman, whose
perceptions were now somewhat az.
iected by his rotations, stroked bis black
beard, and, with a suspicious twinkle
of his still blacker eyes, gave voice to
his cogitations.
"By the tail Of the prophets mule,
illustrious stranger-hem-you are a
very respectable person, no doubt
h%lccup-but you see, friend, such tlp>
pie as this-(Allah forgive me, if it's
wineD-is fit only for kings-and deys
and sultans-you understand and
although you're very respectable, as
said Acknowledgements excellent
company for your equals, excuse me
for saying-hiccup-that you had bet
ter stick to your own drink, whatever
it is--hiccup--and leave us to ourselves
-hiccup--you know? Another glass
most royal of infdels, and I'll drink
with you, in the name Of the prophet,
although you did steal my crown, and
drove me out ofmy kingdom"
The latter branch Of this sage dis
course was addressed to the ex.klng of
France, between whom and the merry
Mahometan there seemed to be an ex-
c%ellent good understanding, despite of
bigotry on the one side, and the remem.
Trance of injury on the other. The
reply of the %gin.drinking gentleman
soon put a new face on the whole mat
ter:
"Yah, yah, my good friend what
you say is quite right, strafe mich hazel.
Der champagne is only fit for kings,
and If | were no more than a beggarly
merchant or mister, or even one of the
barons or counts that swarm all over
this pitiful country, ! should think it a
shame to intrude on your good compa-
ny. But | am a sovereign, too; or at
least, was not long ago before my
rebellious subjects, der hagel contound
them, gotup and burnt my palace about
my ears, and drove me out OF my do
minions. Six months ago, was Duke
Charles Of Brunswick d Lunenburg."