Jeffersonian Republican. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1840-1853, 1841-03-10


the Count, wi grim smile.
In the meantime, Harry had started a; the
well known sound of EveIine's vore "Is it
possible" he exclaimed, in whisper; was ii
no. she who spoke?"
Nor was EreIIne less curious TO discover who
the young artist might be, who was manifesling
such cavalier indifference 10 the presence of
his visitors. IL can be no other" said she,
limidiy approaching, SO as to gain view of his
face 6 II is he!"
An exclamation of surprlze escaped her, but
the Count and her mother were too intent upon
examining the pictures, 20 observe her move
ments. Harry had started forward and taken
the proAered hand OF EyeIine, and pressed it TO
his lips.
DO we indeed meet again" she began, ''and
under circumstances so singular?"
Eveline. This recognition is indeed kind
EveIine-"
But here the keen ears Of Mrs Gray caught
the sound of his voice, and coming forward, in
all the dignity of siarched mus N and ruSlug
satin. she turned upon poor Harry and said:
"EUelms, indeed! What insolence! And
she suffers him to hold her hand! So! our old
acquaintance, Mr. SingIeton This presump-
iion, sir, is ungentemanly after what has passed
between YOU and my daughter. And You, Miss
Dignity, should be ashamed of yo, rseIf, 10 en-
courage such attentions from a pauper."
"a pauper, Madame!' exclaimed Eveline,
her cheeks flushing, her eyes kindIing, and her
whole frame dlanng with Indignation, as if, like
Coriolahus, her heart were not big enough for
the passion which had entered it--"a pauper!
Say no more, lest forget am your daughier,
and remember only my affection lnr"--hul here
flood of tears came TO her relief, and she sank
upon Singenns shoulder,
'Iike the weak Pythian when her god has left Ler"
"Ah. lha, look-lhat half-spoken sentence
have more than repaid me-" whispered Harry,
'' for the conumey cast upon me and checked
the retor that was quivering upon my lips"
"Oh, shall burst with rage" exclaimed the
anxious mother; my poor nerves."
MADAME, S il vous plat, exposez this mys-
tery," said Mareschno
6 1t is the young man | told you Of" replied
Mrs. Gray he who was at one time engaged
to Eveline Mercy upon mel He is kissing
her hand again, and see how they are whisper
ing. There is treason going on. 1t isnow lime
for you, Count, to interfere"
Never fear for me, madame. will--vat
you call it--pulverize him with one of my ter
rible GFownS, by gar!'
Hereupon the redoubtable Count approached
our friend Harry, and striking his colossus-lke
cane upon the floor, began: 6 Young man sare!'
well, sqre, what is t?" said Harry, disen-
eagng the fair arm, which would have detained
him, and advancing so close upon the toes Of
MareschinO, that the latter receded several pa
ces. not without betrayine thai his corns had
been somewhat rude!y pressed,
''Sacr-r-re PermtIez-mni," said the Count,
who was evidently more al a loss for his French
than his English word>-'' let me tell you. sare,
YOU make too dean free with that demoi>elle,
who is ofiancce by her parents, to myself"
We'll, sir, what have you to say against iI?"
"Ahem! Sare, have to say that sail
SAIL"
"Well, sir, you sail WHAT"
".Sali noi paw won for your dem picture, sare"
"Oh, is that all!" retorIed Harry. berhinking
himself of one of Joe MilIers pleas.nlries. alt
is no SORT of consequence can dispose Of
the portrait elsewhere. Mr. Saint John of The
Museum wants likeness taken Of his ourang
outang. 1t, will not cost me much trouble to-
paint in The tail"
BY ga, shall demand one grand sasfac-
ton, sare," said Mareschino. "Expectez-moi,
and trembIc! ARons, madame, sail we go"
Come along Miss ObsIinacy--no last
words" said the prudent Mrs. Gray. TO the fair
culprii, who seemed hesitaring between disgust
for me Count, and love for the young artist
Grant me but one word with her." exc'aim-
ed Singleton, regaining EveIine's hand. sit
shall be spoken loud enough for all of you 10
hear"
"On that condition, do not object replied
Mrs. Gray,
The dlfident young man drew the fair Eve
line towards him, and implanted upon her lips
a kiss, that resounded through the apartment.
Farewell, Evelne!"
Farewellr'
Sacf-r-r-re"
Impertinence! You shall be locked up in
your chamber for this, miss"
(To BE coNTINUED.)
wronged creditor neglected wife, SLAM
dered neiqhbor and n gully conscience, arc