Boon's Lick times. [volume] (Fayette, Mo.) 1840-1848, 1842-01-08
No. l3.


lance, and why you came back so much sooner
than you hoped said the old gentleman.
Frank smiled. Il leave Mary to relate the az
fair, said he, you know her skill in sketching.'
4 shall make bat few rough strokes, said Ma.
ry. 'To begin, then; we found the Old Count de
Meryollle, Franks great grand uncle, is not that
relationship living in an old chateau some six
ty leagues distant from Paris; as you never saw
any thing like an old chateau, despair Of giving
you an idea OF the utter desoIation Of the place
Imagine immense apartments hung with moth ca
ten tapestry, and rright(ul portraits, unexpected
and destitute Of .places-casement only half
glazed and tapping on their rusty hnges-bed
rooms furnished with faded velvet curtains and
coverIets Of furnished embroidery, but without
single comfort 50 commonly found in our neatly
appointed chambers-terraces oyeryrown with
weeds and having their stone steps broken and
decayed; such is the faint outline Of the house:
as to the grounds they occupied a space Of twenty
acres, and produced luxuriant crop OF caJbag e
and onionS'--Don't laugh, Frank; you know it
is true; the land was farmed out to save the ex
pense Of gardener. The old count proud. petn.
liant, and devoted to snuff and ecarie, was any
thing but an agreeable host; and. upon the whole.
Frank soon made up his mind that lie je,l ne raut
pas Ia cbandeHe,' in other words that neither title
nor estate was worth coming after
Nay, Mary. you are a little to severe said
Flank; that the age and the embarrassments OIL
the old count had allowed his property to fall in.
to a state or diapidation, which with plenty o.
money might have been repaired. But felt nc
disposition to spend my American dollars upon =
tumbIe.down French castle, and when the count
died. might almost say. rent ont like candle
for he seemed to hare wtherel up till there wa,
nothing left Of him but snuff sold the chateau
and relinqushed the title to a forty fifth cousin 0
the family, who had made money enough by trad.
to be willing to purchase counship at price
far beyond its value
Then you came back no richer than yot
went, said Julia, laughing.
'Oh, you are mistaken, lady fair, brough
back some thousands Of francs, and that sturd,
boy who clings to his aunt Julia, as if she wcr
not new Acquaintance.
by the way, Julia said Mary. what has be
come Of your elegant lover. Baron WaIens'ain
When last you wrote about him. concluded tn
whole affair was settled, and almost expected I
be compelled to greet you as ing Lady.'
'Julias face crimsoned. and she began kissin
the baby with such violence, that she soon $.
HIM bawling most Justify. or course no que
ton could be answered, until little master wa
soothed into silence. and before that could be c
fected, Julia had Quilted the room.
DO not speak to Julia on that subject, sa
Mr.. Mordaunt, smiling, it is a most delica
matter, | assure you. In spite Of oil my reguo
Strances she would. fear have married him. h
he made definite proposals: but before he cou'
do so, the question was decided by others. Jul
was one day walking with him in Broaiwa
when she noticed man Of rather suspicious a.
pearance DIGGING their heels, and prn7unirg thu
It mi ght he some pickpoCket, ailured by The Ba
on's rich display OF eweIry, she was sever
times upon the point Of warning the noble g,nu
man to be upon his guard. However. dreadr
some unpleasant disturbance in the street. $
contented herself with Watching the man, until ST
reached home, when she meant to invite the la
on to enter, and there inform him Of his DANCE
But she was saved the trouble, for she was Just a
cendIng the hall steps when the indy dual in cue
ton, fastening forward seized the baron by Il
collar, and with the help Of an slant co1St
bic, dragged him to Jail upon n charge Of stealth
the splendid Spanish cloak in which he was tn,
exhibiting his elegant person. The fact W
proved against him, he was discovered to he
miserable adventurer, and his highnesS is no
most honsrabIy accommodated in Sing Sing pr
on. Julia was, Of course, exceedingly nonihe
and, even now, does not Ike to hear any ai'usi5
to the gentleman; but believe it has cured her
her love for titles, and should not be sucpris
if she should be content to bestow her hand T.
your old piayreow, Charles Barrord, even thou.
she knows his father was in early days only
carpenter. Am not most unfortunate la'he
| Surely the curse Of pleBianiSm mus, cling We
) closely around me, since, with a cOunlship in p,
session and a baronetcy in expectation. my dang
ters are. after all, destined to be the wives Of pa
American citizens