The Rodney telegraph. (Rodney, Miss.) 1838-1840, 1839-08-08

romantic youth and beauty. Can Leonora |
resist its magic? No.
Accordingly one morning in the appro- |
pirate month Of May, when the streets are
still and solitary, aud the venerable parents |
OF idolzed Leonora are comfortably snoring |
back to back in bed, meet her by appoint |
ment at the corner of the square where she |
resides, pop her into hackney coach, rat |
tie away to Highgate, and there transfer her
into o post-chaise and four, which is waiting
to receive US on the great north road. A
way, away We go, swift as the wind-six-
teen knots an hour to begin with. Scarcely
isone milestone passed ere another pops in
sight. Trees fit by us as if they were rum
ming for a wager. Towns appear and disap-
pear like phantoms. A country IL scam
pered across in an hour or SO. All, there is
another post-chariot dashing madly along
in our rear! Go it, we rascals, 60 it, or I'll
transport you both Cor aiding and abetting in
abduction: Don't be nice about trifles. IL
you run over an old woman give her a shil-
ling. If you find a turnpike-gate shut, charge
like Wellington, and break through it! If
the fresh horses are sulky at starting, clap a
lighted wisp of straw to their refractory tails!
Bravo! Now we fly again!-"Don't be
alarmed, Leonora: the little boy was not
hurt; the hind-wheels just scrunched in one
| Of his finger nails--that's all, my life! What,
still agitated?'' "Oh, Charles, we shall both
break our necks-l'm sure we shall!"-
"And if we're caught, my sweetest, we
shall break both our hearts--a far more ago
nizing catastrophe. '-~Behold US now APP
|proaching the border! Another hour. and
we are in Scotland. know il by the farm
cocks who are one and all Growing in the
Scotch accent. What village is that right
ahead of US? Gretna, as live! And yon-
der's the Blacksmith's! Then, Heaven be
praised, Leonora is mine! Hip, hip, hur-
rah Mine times nine, and one cheer more !!
ssThe scene changes Loves first deli
rious transports have subsidized, and ambition
resumes the ascendency. A little love is
sweet and palatable enough; toom much makes
one sick. 1t is like living on lump sugar
and treacle. Tired of my honey-suckle
cottage, even though it be situated in val
lev where the sbul-bul' sings all night
bring my equally wearied bride with me to
the metropolis. The news of the hons re-
turn spreads far and wide.- My late elope-
ment has, if possible, increased my popular
Iity-especially as, during my rustication.
the main incidents have been dramatsed
and played with astounding effect at the
Adelphi. Melted by such indisputable ev-
licences ofmy stirling celebrity, my old ia
! ther-in-law, who has been sulking ever sincs
eyaporated with his pet child, sends for me
with view of reconciliation, and, fiingins
his aged arms about my neck. formally ac-
knowledges me his heir; and after introdu-
cling me to all his titled and influential ac-
/ quaintances, dies, as if on purpose to give
me another shove up ambitions ladder, and
leaves me tin mine in Cornwall, shares In
/ a half-a dozen London companies. and up
wards of thirty thousand pounds in the three
per cents. Excellent hearted old gentle
IMAM Here's his health!
i "Adisu now to literature! My hopes ex-
pand with my circumstances. Who would
creep when he could soar? or content him.
self with the idle 1atterers of the drawing
room, when he could electrify senate, and
help on the regeneration of an empire?-
i MY destiny hencelorth is fixed. The spirit
of a Demosthenes swells within me; mus,
become member of The imperial Legisla.
ture. But how? There is no rotten bo
roughs now a-days. True, but there are
'tplenty quite hy-blown enough for my pur-
i pose-so hurrah for St. Stephens! Armed
i with weighty purse, and backed by hosI
of potential friends whom my literary re-
nown and handsome fortune have procured
me, Iannonnce myself as candidate fol
1.-The borough of A.; make my appear.
4 ance there in a style of betting splendor
with ten pounds worth or SO of mob huz
zaing atmy heels; thunder forth patriotic
lclap-traps on the hustings, with my hand
3 pressed against my heart, shake hands with
the electors, kiss all their wives and daugh
tiers, and, as necessary consequence, an
] returned bya glorious majority to Parlia
3 ment.
i aNow comes my GROWING triumph. Or
], the occasion of some discussion of allah
/ Isorhing interest, / entef the crowded house
and catching the Speakers eye, just as IAN
i lin the act ofgetting upon my ''eloquent legs
1 las Chancellor Phillips would say-I pre-
pare for display that shall at once place
! me in the front rank of statesmen and ora
tors. Aprodigious sensation is caused BY
J my assumption of the perpendicular. A
Fl buzz .aoessround the house that it is the eel
Il ebrated author, Charles Meredith, who ]!
-iabout TO speak. Peel rubs his eyes, which
have been closed for the last half hour By
s the irresistible rhetrotic Of Hume SHE
j trembles for his tropes, and each seperatl
! Joint Of Conaellss Tail rattles with visible
| Iuneasiness :. Meanwhile, commence. my
! Grafton: ssUnaccustomed, as am, to public
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