Wisconsin herald, and Grant County advertiser. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1844-1845, 1845-11-08

! SastCfs Ntctb SofJ. z my
fly backwards and forwards at all hours
of the day. l can promise you one
for your breakfast tomorrow morn.
Ing"
The first letter written by the Countess
to the yonng Abbott was intercepted,
and served up to the Count with his
chocolate in the morning. This letter,
exceedingly long, was full Of the most
violent passion, and the Count, as soon
as he had read it, was in state very
similar to it. His first impulse was to
rush to his wife's bedroom, aud to de-
mand an explanation. His honor was
involved by this intrigue, and yet he
dis!iked raising the scandal oithe neigh
borhood; so reflection suggested anoth-
or plan, and, instead of confronting the
compromises of his ancestral honor, he
proceeded quietly to the residence Of
the young Abbot.
II have learnt, Sir,"--the Count
said to him-"not without considerable
surprise--that you are in the habit Of
paying repeated visits to the Fursten
Of Furstenberg, though, on my honor,
| have not the pleasure Of knowing YOU.
Nevertheless, am incline to believe,
from the nature of your profession, that
you are the most gallant man in the
world; and so much good nature in
spires me with the hope that you will
not hesitate to comply withmy demand,
and will at once hand me over the let
tiers you have received from the Furs-
tin, forming the whole Of the cores
pondencc you have lately held with my
faithful and loving wife. do not in
tend to bring them against her as evi.
dence of her guilt, The matter,
promise you shall be bnred in the deep.
est secrecy; but only on the condition
that you instantly leave the country,
and return to me every one OF the let
tiers you have received from her."
"But am not aware, Sir, of whom
you are speaking;"-at last said the
young Abbott. 81 never had the sig
nal honor, can assure you, of being
in correspondence with the Fursten Of
Furstenberg."
The Count insisted, and the young
Abbot only the more stoutly denied the
assertion.
"Name any sum you like" said the
Count. "Here, offer you twelve
thousand francs; and will thank you
in return to sacrifice your love, and
hand me over the many ailectionato
proofs my wife has given you Of hers;
and, suiting the action to the word, the
Count displayed upon the table the sun
mentioned in twelve bank notes of {
thousand francs each.
The young Abbot appeared to spurn
the prodigal offer. The Count pressed
more urgently than before, counted ou
another thousand francs, and the let
tiers, after some delibcrntion, were a
last given in exchange for the bank
notes. Choosing opportuncIy the mo
mcnt when his wife was alone, he burs
into the room, and threw upon the ia
. bic the packet he had paid so dearly
for, not without explaining, with great
er warmth and irritation than he hat
agreed with himself to display, tn,
agreeable way in which it had fallen
into his possession.
"Your collection simperfect, Count
interposed his afectonatc wife with
the greatest cffrontry, scarcely before
he had concluded his angry TRADE
stake this one ! have just finished; il
will complete the series"
And she handed him a letter, oil
which the signature was not yet dry
"D-n it! madam, have you the in
decency to Justify your conductln vic.
lently exclaimed the Count.
"Certainly, Count"
"What madam, against these
proofs!"
"Yes, Count, against these proof.
even, as you are pleased TO call them
for these proofs shall be the very docu-
mcnts Of my proud acquittal."
The Count sat quietly down, for he
was beaten out OF the contest by the
movable GOODNESS of his wife, and wal
ted with no small degree Of impotence
to hear what ingenious Fabrication she
could weave, TO extricate herself out OF
her criminal position.
But, alas! it was all true-too true.
The Count could not gainsay single
word; and he threw himself aronnd his
wife's neck, like a child that implores