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

ana another flask OF champagne.
As the wine circulated, the five de
posed soverelgns grew more and NOR,
~lovial. Duke Charles volunteered /
German song with a droll chorus, a
which the Dey laughed himself almos
INTO commissions, although not under.
standing a word Of it. Young Henry,
pleased at seeing his grandfather SO
much beguiled Of his melancholy, ex.
eried himself to increase the pleasure
and harmony Of the meeting, with ex.
cellent tact and success. His wit was
gay and sparkling, and his demeanor, a
graceful compound Of ease, elegance
and active politeness, beautifully TEN.
pered with the modesty becoming his
nge, and the respect due to his elder
brother in misfortune. Don Miguel
grinned and said nothing, but drank
like a fish and as TO the poor Dey, the
unaccustomed liquor was making fas,
lnroads upon his powers, mental and
bodily.
At length, when the song was finish.
cd, the younger Bourbon, after exchan.
ging a few words in a lower voice with
his grandfather, roso from his chair,
and crossing over TO where the veteran
still sat absorbed in reflection, address
sed HIM in French, and to this purport /:
My contradiction | too am a sol.
oier, though a young and untried one
will you not do us the favor to Join
our party, and help us to empty "a bot
tie OF this very excellent winel You
have heard our conversation, no doubt,
n learned that we are all princes in
exile and misfortune. An old soldier
is worthy to be the companion of kings
upon whom no cloud has fallen, aud
Il misiortunes have not made us
proud. Will you not join our compa-
ny 2"
The veteran had raised his face and
fastened his eyes on the blooming and
ingenious countenance of the speaker
he now rose to his feet, and, placing his
hand with a solemn and touching dig~
nifty upon the young mans head, ex.
claimed with deep emotion:
my son, the blessings Of an old
man, full of years and sorrows, be up
on you. | will gladly and gratefully
accept your invitation. The voice of
Kindness is not so familiar to my heart
as to make it unwelcomo, even from u
stranger. The old soldier thanks and
blesses you. But before | take my scat
among your friends, know that their
mislortuncs and your own are as no.
thing compared with mine. They have
fallen from no greater height, and TO
no such depth of poverty and wretch
edness as IN unkind fate has singled
out for me. Return to your friends,
and say to them, that the exiled and
lonely Col. Gustaison is happy 10 for.
get his sorrows for a time in their good
company.
AT that name all rose to their feet
except the Dey, who was now scarce.
ly able to sit upright. The sad and
stately Charles, the half. witted Bruins.
wick, and even the brutal Miguel, paid
willing homage to the sorrows of one
not less exalted in birth-right than
themselves ard deep was the respect
with which they received and wclcom.
Cd the poor, deposed, and time-worn
king, Gustavus Of Sweden.
1t seemed that another errand of po-
likeness and benevolence, not unmin-
gled, perhaps, with curiosity, now pre-
sented itself to the mind of the young
Bourbon. The water-drinkef was now
the only solitary stranger in the room,
and he had risen TO depart, moved 1t
is not TO be doubted, by a feeling Of
respectful ~dellcacy, to which none but
a brute could be insensible, in the pre-.
sence Of one SO hollowed by misfortune
as the uncrowned monarch who once
sat upon the throne Of Gustavus Vasa.
Already, perhaps, had curiosity and
wonder betrayed the stranger into what
might be regarded as a violation OF
good breeding, although certainly a
king has no more right in a public
house than any other man, who pays
for what he has, and makes no distur-
bance. 1t would have been more ge-
nervous, if not more courteous, to leave
the royal party to themselves at an
earlier moment the singularity Of
these successive disclosures had kept
him a listener and a spectator ; but
now he felt that il would be uncivil
and unmanly longer to remain a spy up.
on their conviviality. Such at least
may be supposed to have been his sen
timents, for he arose and drew on his
gloves; but the young heir Of France
had already determined upon his line
of conduct. Advancing to the stran-
ger, and addressing HIM in very cor
rect, and, for a Frenchman, well.spo-
ken English, with a good humcred
smile playing upon his lips and beam
ing in his eyes, he once more adventu-
red to become the Ambassador Of his
royal friends
" II is not" he said, "presumlng too