Staunton spectator, and general advertiser. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 183?-1849, 1839-11-07

PAIR, and eNerted himself to render their con.
ditlon less miserable than that ofmany emf.
grams VINO Were starving when the little mo-
ney they mad brought over with them, was
exhausted. Not word of English did he
know, but his wife spoke il fuently and adj
mirably well.
They boarded at Mrs. ,Muller's, good ma
tured, notable woman, who, on every occa-
sion, evinced the greatest respect and admi-
ration Tor her fair boarder, yet nj. de la Tour
du-Pln was In constant dread, lest the CONVEX
sation of that good plain and we'll meaning
woman, might be the cause of great ennui to
his lady. What u contrast with the society
OF such gentlemen as Nj. de Norbonne, nj. de
1alleyrand, and the high-mindcd and polish
ed nobility of France! Whenever he was
! thinking of this sad transition, particular
| ly when absent from his wife, and tilling the
garden OF the cottage which they were going
to lnhabiD he felt such pangs and heart
throbbings as to make him apprehensive on
ms return to Mrs. Muller's, to meet the looks
OF his beloved wife, whom he expected to see
bathed in tears. Mean while, his good hos
tess would give him a hearty shake of the
hand, and repeat to him, s'Happy husband /!
happy husband -
AT last came the day when the fugitive ia
mIly left the boarding house of Mrs Muller
to GO and inhabit their little cottare, where
they Were TO be at least exempt from want.
with an only servant, negro, kind of Jack
o-all trades, viz gardener, footman. and
cook.-The last function NJ de la Tour-du-
I'm dreaded most OF all TO see him under
take.
1t was almost dinner time. The poor emf
grant went into his little garden to gather
some fruits, and tarried as longas possible
On his return home, his wife was absent
looking for her, he entered the kitchen, saw a
young countryWoman, who, with her back to
the door, was kneading the dough, her arms
OF a snowy whiteness, were bare to the ell
bows. Nj. de la Tour-du-Pin started. the
young woman turned round. 1t was his be-
loved wife, who had exchanged her muslins
and silks, Tor country dress-not for fancy
ball, but to play the part of real farmers
vile. AT the sight of her husband, her
cheeks crimsoned, and she pointed her
hands in duplicating manner, sob
my love- said she, ''do not laugh at me.
l am as expert as Mrs. Muller"
100 full OF emotion to speak, he clasped her
to his bosom and kissed her fervently.
From his inquiries he learned, that when he
thought her given up to despair, she had en-
ployed her time usefully for their future hap
plness. She had taken lessons from Mrs.
Muller and her servantS-and after six months
had become skilful in the culinary art. a
angelic nature and admirable 10, .tude.
dearest" continued she, 'sif YOU knew
how easylt is. We, in moment, understand
what would cost countrywoman sometimes
one or two years. Now we shall be happv
If you will no longer be afraid of ennui' for
me, nor of your doubt about my abilities, of
which will give you many proofs,' said she,
looking with bewitching smile at him
'Come, come, You promised salad, and l
am gong to bake Tor tomorrow, the oven is
hot. To-day the bread of the town will do
but oh! henceforward leave it to me''
From that moment, Madame de la Tour
du-Pin kept her word; moreover, she insist
ed on going herself to Boston to sell her vep-
etables and cream cheeses. 1t was on such
an GRAND to town that Nj. de Talleyrand met
her. The day after, he went to pay her a WIS.,
1t, and found her in the poutry-yard. sur
rounded with host of fowls, hungry chick
ems and pigeons. Truly might have been
said of her,
From ,hse The uTdedgd birds receive their food.
She was all that she had promised to he.
Besides, her health had been so much bene-
fitted, that she seemed less fatigued by the
housework than if she had attended to the
balls of the winter. Her beauty, which had
been remarkable i'll the gorgeous palace of
Versailles, was dazzling in her cottage in the
new world. M. de Talleyrand said SO to
her.
''Indeed!" said she, with naivette, sim
deed! do you think sol l am delighted to
hear it. A woman is always, and every
where, proud of her personal attractions
At that moment the black servant bolted
into the drawing room, holding in his hands
his jacket with long rent in the back of it.
''Missis, him jacket torn, please mend him.
She Immediately took needle, repaired Gull
lah's jacket, and continued the conversation
with charming simplicity.
| This little adventure left deep impression
| on the mind of NJ. de Talleyrand, who used to
relate it with that tone Of voice peculiar to his
| variations.
I
hshc returned to France under the Consulate he, bu.
| band was rrcfcct of Department.
Mothers and daughters.-It was ajudicious
| M, G.,