Ypsilanti sentinel. [volume] (Ypsilanti, Washtenaw Co., Mich.) 1843-1900, 1848-03-01

"----~A youth,
Who ne'er in virtues ways did take delight
But spent his days in riot most uncouth,
And vexed with mirth the drowsy ear of night"
Among those in court, but out of the dock,
was a lady in a semi-mourning suir, whose face
was shaded by a green veil, through which,
notwithstanding it might be seen that she was
passing fair but not forty. She osciIlated from
side to side, pendulum like,i in her chair as ladies
sometimes do when Ger pressed with ills that
flesh is heir to. The lady would sometimes
look through her veil at the prisoner whom we
have described above, and the prisoner, pushing
with his hand a profusion of black hair off his
forehead, would occasionally glance at the lady.
1t was not long till the. Recorder called AN
thony Blake." In response to which the pri-
soner rose, who, by-the-way, had something of
military air about him, and whose dress may be
best described by the dis.yllableAseedy.
"That, sir" said the prisoner in a half Dub
lin, half Galway brogue, sthat, sir, is my spon-
serial apoeIlation; but | am generally called
TONY by my friends for the sake of brevity,
and very often Lit. Blake, having bad the honor
to serve her Catholic Majesty, the Queen of
Spain, in that military grade under General
Evans"
"Then 1t. Blake,' said the Recorder, "you
are charged by this lady, Madame Defere, with
udSluS, tclOiilOuctN tdhcu d1u CdfTltu dWdy tfOin
her a fiddle of the value of twenty dollars,
ayes, yer HONOR said Madame Defere, land
my poor departed husband, Mr.. Defere-Dick-
ey, I used to called the dear manu- he in play
full affection never called me anything but Fan,
Dickey always said he wouldn't sell it for forty
dollars, and that we should always keep it as an
heirloom in the family"
Bfdke--[ Aside, in a kind of a stage whis-
per-. Yes, and you thought when you were
giving it to me that you were weaving a ma
trimonial web with it.
Recordcr.-Well, Mr.. Blake, what have you
to say to the charge?
Biake.-That, your Honor, it has no other
foundation, in fact, than what has been sug-
gested by the monster with the verdent optics.
To drop metaphor, your honor, it all proceeds
from jealousy-downright jealousy.
Here Mrs. Defere applied a white handker-
chief to her eyes, and sobbing in broken sem
fences, said something about Sdeceit'-'a poor
lone widow'-sbase lmgratitude," sc.
Recorder.-Inform me, MIR. Blake, if you
have taken the fiddle-if you have the fiddle
and if you have it not, what it is that you have
done with it.
Blake.-I shall categorically reply to your
honor. The fiddle l did not take, for she gave
it to me : the fiddle | therefore have had, but
tuC uuOiC Il hoNC uOt hO" o, WhotCsO tHC ho
die is, the CASE is a plain one. To be candid
with your honor, the lady labored under the de-
fusion that was her beau, and fancying, | pre-
sumo, that the proper place for the fiddle was
with the beau,she presented it to me, and ! pre-
scented it to a relative of mine in a moment Of
financial embarrassment. So, at the present,
she has not the beau nor is she likely to have,
| have not the fiddle, and you are in possession
of the CASE.
Mrs. Defere.-O, Anthony, this is treatment
| did lot expect from you. Little did | think
that when you used so sweetly to play and sing
Sweetest love! I'll not forget thee" and "Oh,
doubt me not,'' that you wonld SO soon forget
me@that | would sd soon have cause to doubt
vou-that, IN fact, you were all tke time but
trifiing with my affections.
Bldke.-Mrs: D. if | have unconsciously in
spired you with the tender passion, permit me
to say, that you are not singular in that behalf:
1t has been my misfortune to be deeply, inten-
sely, wildly, madly loved by others than you,
whose affection, as in your case, my sense of
the sublime and beautiful; did not permit ME to
reciprocate: but, oh! ever adored Helenl a-hem:
what was your honor about TO remark?
Recorder did not mean to interrupt you,
sir: but now | would ask. who is this relative to
whom you gave the fiddle. May he not give it
back!
Blaks.=Why, your honor, he is my uncle,
one who boasts of but few of the virtues of the
family, who will take the pledge at any hour in
the day, and his brandy and water five minutes
after.
Rscorder.-In plain language, you pawned
it.
Blake-Exactly so; your honor, sent it up
| the spout,as we used to say in Dub, and l doubt
| if it will be down with even the next showers,
Observation-Disclosures you any visible means
of support.
Biake.-Sir; besides the ancestral estate in
the west of Ireland. from the proceeds of which
| pledge YOU my honor, | never received the
first cent, though fully half a dozen Dublin at
~torneys have made fortunes out of it; besides
this, Isay, / give lessons on the violin, instruct
beIIigerent Young gentlemen in fencing and the
noble art of self defence, and put young ladies
through Spanish and the Mazourka.
Recorder.-Why, you are in yourself an ac-
ademy of compliments, and now, since you'll no
longer be the beau of MIS-. Defere, you must at
least restore to her her fiddle: to do which, ]
viii give you three days, when, If it is not then
done the information against you will be sent
up to the criminal court, govern yourself, there
| fore; accordingly.
Blake bowed and left-the widow c~urtesied
and followed.