Boon's Lick times. [volume] (Fayette, Mo.) 1840-1848, 1843-04-08

"iuoW, hot W ue compared WIN you,
certainly, but still will make very agreea-
BILE substitute. You have the first offer,
but must have your prompt determine.
ton, and give you till six o'clock this
evening, when shall expect your irrevo-
cable answer"
Every WELL" replied Madame Dubreuil.
"Do you authorize me to hopel"
"Have l not till tonight to decided Ju-
liette take my muff and put il into the car
rage"
That would make a magnificent cap for
a grenadier," said Mr.. de Grany, "what
pity that it should be employed for idle
show. But you like these muffs. you la
dies; they serve you for hiding places! it is
into these things your love letters are slip
ped; all take care not to let me catch you
at i'll when l am your husband l shall in
spect your muff."
When Madame Dubreuil had got rid Of
the Baron, who accompanied her TO her
carriage, she looked after him with con-
temptuous smile, and exclaimed, "the sim.
pleton!"
But she did not mean to say by that she
would not marry him. Men with thirty
thousand francs a year are not easily
found, and a woman who must live in
luxury, who must have her carriage, must
learn to tolerate even ridiculous husband.
Theobald was rich also, but Madame
Dubreuil had not seen him again, and
doubtless he had forgotten her.
These reflections made her melancholy,
and to divert her attention she ordered the
coachman to drive her to a sumptuous
shop in the Rue Montmarte Here they
unrolled before her piece after piece of
costly stuffs, which she turned over with
careless and disdainful air. After having
purchased some five or six dresses, she
looked round to discover where she had
laid her muff. At that moment she OBJ
served young man going out of the shop,
who strongly reminded her of Theobald.
Unfortunately she could not see his face.
Should it be him!
Agitated, distressed, she regained her
carriage, and whether it was mechanically,
or whether she felt cold, she put both her
hands, which she had not done before, into
her muf, here she found paper; it was
letter, which she eagerly read
"You know my love for you. II is time
to put an end TO torments which can no
longer endure. If you have any pity for
me, if you do not reject the offer of my
hand come tonight to my sisters where
will wait for you. One word will save me
from despair. Should you not come shall
know how to consider your absence, and
you shall hear no more from the unhappy
THEOBALD."
at was Theobaldl was not deceived"
exclaimed Madame Dubreui "At his Sis
ters this evening" will be there
And in the meantime, in order to prevent
all disagreeable recontres. and to prepare
properly for her coming happiness, Madame
Dubreuil at once wrote to the Baron these
simple Words
u will not marry you"
And then, at the appointed time, she
went to Madame de Merange's house, who
happened to be alone, and received her
with the cordially of an old friend. at is
an age since l saw you lovely widow.
Have you only just arrived from tho coun-
tryl They say that this winter is to be
very brilliant. Shall l tell you secret
l am quite tired of being widow, and am
thinking quite seriously of marrying again.
What do you think of itl-By the by
have you received letter from my brother,
from poor Theobald!"
Certainly, and it is that letter which
brought me here"
"To offer your congratulations" Yes,
he has made a capital match-she is a
capital match--she is country girl, but is
worth million of francs"
"What can you meant"
ooh, you must know. as you have re-
ceived the letter from Bordeaux, where
Theobald has just married rich heiress.'
Madame Dubreuil was petrifed.
"Ah" continued Madame de Meranges
she had other projects formerly, and did
think that should have you for sister-in
law. One evening last spring the poor
fellow was waiting for you here until past
midnight. The next morning he set off for
Italy, and YOU know the rest"