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


wishes. Il have Infatuated my wife to
luxury, to spending large sums Of money;
how will my widow weep for me, when
she finds herself reduced to mediocrity,
and is compelled to observe the most rigid
economy. If I left her all my fortune,
she would, perhaps, marry some one for
whom she has an affection, and the COM
parison might not be to my advantage"
| Thus was Madame Dubreuil made the
victim of the self love and the posthumus
jealousy of her amiable spouse. To re-
nounce the pleasures Of fashionable life was
impossible, they had become necessity
with her; to shine in the great world was
her only happiness, and the young widow
did what many young dandies do; her in
come not being sufficient for her expenses,
she encroached upon the capital, and con-
tinued living in grand style. She calcula-
ted upon the future, upon her charms, upon
her accomplishments; marriage was re-
source which could not fail her; so many
admirers thronged around her, all of whom
were prodigal of the most fervent protes-
tations.
The day had however arrived, when
Madame Dubreuil perceived that it was
absolutely necessary she should bring her
widowhood to its term. Her capital had Sc
riously diminished,-time was running on,
and although her looking glass still gave
her the most brilliant assurances-although
her admirers still poured their ardent vows
and adulations into her ear, she must now
listen to the voice Of reason, or be exposed
to the dread alternative of finding herself
without a louis. These considerations
had led her to exclaim so philosophically-
How many things have happened since
the last day wore that Muf7"
She took a rapid view of past events.
Two incidents had occurred which might
seriously influence her future life; with
these were connected two names, the re-
collection Of the one produced smile, the
other slight knitting Of the brows. These
names were Theobald and the Baron de
Grany.
Madame Dubreuil had an excellent men,
Dry. She remembered perfectly that the
last time she had worn her Muff, was on
fine day in the month of April; the
night before she had been at grand ball
given by her banker. Her dress on that
occasion was of the most elegant descrip-
ton: lace robe, necklace of large pearls,
and natural camelias in her air. She had
never had SO great crowd of admirers
her coquetry had never been more attrac-
tive or more killing; but in the midst of
this great triumph her own heart had been
severely scathed. A timid and amiable
young man whom she had tormented, for
her own amusement, during the whole Of
the winter, had at last obtained grace in
her eyes, and she had confessed to herself
and then but whisperingly, u love him"
To acknowledge this to him it was neces-
sary to wait more suitable place and op-
portunity; such an avowal could not be
made during the intervals of quadrille
or gallop, and Madame Dubreuil well
knew that Theobald de S. was too as
siduous to allow her to wait long for the
opportunity she desired.
As chance would have it she met him
the next day, the last appearance of the
Muf, at the Marchioness de LIS one,
of her intimate friends: she had gone there
to make morning call. The drawing
room was full of company, and Theobald
could only express his admiration by the
eloquence of looks; however, at the mo-
ment Madame Debreuil rose to take leave,
and as she took her Muff from table on
which she had laid it! Theobald approach
ed, and whispered to her with mysterious
motion--"Remember await my sen,
tence."
"Poor young man." thought the compass
sionate widow, "he has suffered SO long
The first time can see him alone he shall
: know that he has gained his cause"
That evening Madame Dubreuil re-
NAMED at home to repose herself after the
fatgues of the ball. Her sleep was at.
tended with the most enchanting dreams;-
on waking, her first thoughts were Of
Theobald "Shall / see him to-dayl" sale
) she musingly, "it would be very silly o
him not to CALL"
The weather was most beautiful; il wa