The Columbia Democrat. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1837-1850, 1845-02-22
A WIDO WIS STORY.
FRoM sMARsTos' IN BLAcKwoop.

days TO all sffilc'lng sights and sounds,
but for my good old Beguine. On her
first visit at dawn, she leclured prodisi.
ousl on The folly Of exposing myself
to The hazards of the night air Of which
she evidently thought much more than
of the Austrian cannon balls. 'The,
nigh, shower upon the buildings as tn,
they pleased, 'bul said the Beguine, 'f
they kill, their business is done. 1t is
your cold, your damp, your night air :,
that carries off, withou, letting an,
one know how the perpIexiry O.
science on this subject forming the chief
EVIL in poor Juliet's mind.
See my own condition, SAID sht
striving 10 brink her recoll ections il
aid Of her advice. At fifteen bar
maid al the Swarlz Adler; there RAJ
n and out, danced al all The family (e,e>
md was as gay as bird on tree. Bu'
that life was too good 10 last. Aitwen-
~ corporal uf Prussan dragons, fell
in love with me, or | with hm--il l.
all The same. His regiment was orderec
TO Siless, and away we all marched.
But if ever there was county of Iog,,
that was the one. There are, now auu
then few even in our delighted France
but, in Slesis, they have pa,ent io,
them, par privilege, if men could ea'
them there would never be chance of
Narving in Sllesia So we all got sor
|lhroals. Cannon and The mu,kelry
were nothing to them. Our dr,sooos
dropped of like flies at the end of sum
mer and unless we had been ordered
away TO keep the Turks from marching
TO Bcrlng, or The saints know where
the regmenl would have had lis las
quarters in this world within a lesgu,
cf the marshes of BresIau. So say
ever since--'ske care Of Damp
Having thus relieved her good-nalur'
ed spiri, Of ls burden she proceeded I,
give me sketches Of her history. Tn,
corporal had fallen a vc'im-thoug
whether 10 SiIesian fog brandy o. b llIet
.he felt doublful-,nd she had mar led
MS success sor in rank. Love and malrl
mony in the army are OF DIFF eren
character from either in civil life, 70!
he love is p. p.rpelual the matrmony
1recsrious. Juliet acknowledged thai
she never felt above months interval
between her Affections as a widow ana
her consol,tions as a wife. In the cours.
Of time she changed her service "A
handsome Austrian servant won he'
heart and hand, and she followed hin
to Hungary. There, between marsh
fever and Turkish sk!rmishng, various
IcaSuail,ies occurred in The marimonia'
list, and Joliet, who evidently had been
handsome brunette, e,and whose French
vivacily dislanced all the heavy charms
Of Austrian peasantry, was never with
out husband. At length like other
veteran having served her country &c
the full extent Of her PATRIOTISM, she was
discharged with her tenth husband and
Of course induced the honest Austrian 10
come 10 the on y county, on which IN
a French woman's creed The sun shines.
There the Austrian died.
Il loved him. said The Beguine wip-
ing her eyes. He was an excellent fel
low though dull, and | believe mex
10 smoking schnaps, he loved me bete'
han anything else in The world. Bu
on his emperior's birth day which h.
always kept with a bottle Of brandy od-
ditional he rambled out into the fog and
came back with a cold -Pesle! ! knew
it was all over with him, but | nurseo
him Iik babe, and he died like a lIu'
Austrian, with his meershaum in hi
month leaving me his snuff box, The Ger
tifcate Of his pension, and his blessing
| buried him, gol pensioned and was
broken hearted. What then was to b.
douel was born for society. ono
orl twice thought of an eleventh hus
hand, but | was rich had above
thousand francs, and pension Of hun
dred this perpelexed me. ! was deter.
mined TO be married for myself alone.
Yet how could know whether the by.
pocrles who clustered round me wer'
no, thinking of my money all the whilei
So determined TO marry no more-&
became Begune.'
In all my vexaion, | could not help
turning my eye upon the sentimentalisl.
She interrupted it in the happy way of
her country.-'You wonder at my self
denisl,' said she, Il perceive it in you
lasioni.hmen' was but fifty then, Ye.
said she clasping her hands and looking
pathetic, j acknowledge that | wa