The Cadiz sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 184?-1851, 1851-05-21
FrOmltlIe Drawing Room Companion.
KATE BELMONT,
t OR, a
NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
By THE OLD 'uN.

I creature in blue that values so deyinely :;
asked young Frank Belmont OF his friend
r Charles Hastings, as they stood "playns
Wal,floweI" for the moment al a military
. ball.
Julia lleathCot,' answered Charles, will
half sigh, "an old flame of mine. / pro
posed but she refused me-"
"On what ground2"
"Slmply because | had comfortable IN.
come. Her head is full Of romantic notions
and che dreams Of nothing but love in a cot.
tage. She contends ths, poverty is essen.
tial to hnPplness-snd money its bane."
"And 50 you have given up oil hopes o.
getting herr
"Al! hopes in fact am engaged
"Then you have no objections to INV ad.
dressing this romantic anRel.''
"None whaiever, But | see nv fdnce~-
excuse me, must walk through the mex,
lquadrille with her." -
Frank Belmont was stranger in Boston
"A New Yorker-immensel rich and fash.
lonable, but his reputation had not precee.
lded him, and Charley Hastings was the onl,
man who knew him in New England. ;
lie procured IN introduction 10 the bean.
" fOm one Of the managers, aud soon dan.
ced and talked himself into her good graces
10 fact il was clear case Of love at first sight
on both sides. ss a faa, Faea
The ,enamored pair were setting apar,
lenjoyng most delightful fete d-tete. Sud.
denly Belmont heayed deep sigh as,sa
"Why do you sigh, Mr.. Belmonta'' ask ed
the fair Julia, somewhat pleased with this
proof of his sensibility. "Is not this cav
scene?" 4af .tt ns
''Alas! yes,r replied BeImon, eloolnily
Shut fate does not permit me TO minpie i,o.
biluaIly with scenes Ike this. This only
'na3es my ordinary life doubl7 gloomy
even here ! seem 10 see the shadow of a
fiend waving me away. What right have ia
be heres"
"Wh't fiend do you nllude tot" asked Mis-:
HeathcUle, with interest.
"a iend hardly pieseniable IN good socie-
ty," replied Belmont bitterly. One could
tolerate MepmssopheIes-- dignifed fiend
with his pocket full of money--but nv tor.
mentor, il persOnified, would appear with
scedy boots and shocking bad hat.'
' ''How absurtn'
"Il is too true, ,"sighed Belmont, ,''bis name
is poverty"
care you poor?"
"Yes, madam. ! am poor, and when
fain would make myself agreeable in the
eyes OF beauty in the eyes of one could
love, this fisad whispers in my ear, s'be>
ware! YOU have nothing 10 offer but love in @
cottage"
"Mr Belmont" said julia with sparkling
eyes and voice OF unusual animation, SAL
though there are sordid souls IN this world
who only Judge of The merits Of an indvid-
ual by his pecuniary possessions, am NOT
one Of tina. number. respect poverty
there is something highly postical about il,
and | imagine that happiness is oilener
: found in the humble cottage than beneath
the palace roof"
Belmont appeared enchanted with this
} avowuL. The mex, day after cautoning his
fiend Charley to say nothing of his nctua
! circumstances, he called on the widow Heath.
cote and her fair daughter in the character
OF The ''poor gentleman"
The widow had very different notions from
her offspring, aud when Belmont candidly
, confessed his poverty equesling permission
TO address Julia, he was very politely reques
led to change the subject and never mention
il again.
The final result was an elopement,, the
belle Of the ball jumping out of the chamber
window on shed nnd coming down flighl
OF steps TO reach her lover, for the sake o
, being romantic, when she might just as wei
have walked out Of the front door.
y The happy couple passed day in New
York; and then Frank took his beloved I,
y his ''cottage."
An Irish hack conveyed them TO mise
Fable shanty in the enyitons Of New York
where they Rlighted, and Frank escorlint
his bride iRiO the apartment which served fo
;, paIlor, kitchen and drawing room, and wa
neither papeied or carpeIed, introduced he
to his mother much in the way Claude Mel
noi,e presents Pauline. The old woman
who was pealing potatoes, hastily wiped he
face and hands wi,ha greasy apron, and ga
Iuted her 'dnSler' as she called her on boil
cheeks. #
.'And can it be possible" thought Jalia
'sha' this Vulgar creature is my Belmont
mother - ecs 4 8 80 ,stttg 3
"Erank, = screamed the old woman, st3ot
had better 60 right up stairs and take Of
them clolhes- for the boys been arter ian
MORN ffty times Frank bouied then
q clplhes," she added 10 Julia by way of ex,
: planation, "tolook smart when he went dow
y east. ,e} ...t5r,,stsss beE vdggggsS as
The bridegroom retired on this hint, an,
! soon Ie.appepred in pair Of hankeen pan
Italoops, reaching 10 about the calf Of thelel
shabby black cont on, Of the elbows, a rag
81 ged black vest, and instead Of his varnisbet
9 leather boots, a pair Of immense cowhide
pTbrosans." s6 @E sasT
2 moss" said he, quietly seating himsel
Q down by the cooking stove; II began 10 fee
o Al home. All this is delightful, is il not,
Is and he warbled,
'Be il ever so humble, there 10 no place like
). home"
. JUDAS hear, swelled so that she could no
utter a word.
J. "Deatea Julia" said Frank, 81 ,hinl
Z you TOLD me, that you had no objection Il
!, my smokingf"
I "None ID the least. Ia facs rather like
the favor Of = cigar
III 20, cigar--lhat would never do for ,
\ Ipoor man" replied Frank.
And Q, horfOf He produced an old clay