Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1851-01-21
AADl8so DEP AITIl EMIT !
Killing a Ceqdette {,
A TALE OF fARIsIAk LIFE,

| "a ALL OT IAnASiAN LlFEt :
The fashionable ball room of the PaIac
koyale was blazing with beauty. . nd the bal
had just reached its meridian height. whe,
TWO young men silently en,eted, and thread
ing their way among the gre c1ps, took sian.
near the middle of the hall to watch The dan
GERS They seemed 10 be dbout tie sam,
age, though IN their personal hppearaInce ant
their s!yleIoi dress, there was striklng-al
most antlpodal difference. He who an
peared-though very modes.Iy-tb take pre
cedence, vas OF tair complekionI AMI richl,
atiired IN the prevailing fashion; while the
other who was a brunette. with dark, flash
ing eyes. and intellectual cohntehanee, wa.
habiled inplain black. The FORMER was the
wealthy young Marquis Of b.. The other
Eugene Marat, his tutor and compa1 zion.
| The two young men stood for some time
| in silence their eyes bent upon the whirline
walters. The marquis at length broke forth,
"Ha! Eugene, did you ever see a more
richly attired BELIEF"
with The dark dress and orange feather?''
1.-THE same-what a magnificent waItzer.
TOO! She lifts that Monsieur Peplneau off his
feet"
"Do you know her, my lor42"
Let me. thinks she tndt the daughter
/ Iof.the banker Perigot. he thatIhas lately been
created viscOunt2 | am righ}-she is-ha-
ba-here's chance for YOU +rich as Roths
child and proud as Lucifer, with mother
at her back as proud, tho mol quite so pret-
ty, as herself -
''She IS, indeed, beautifully
'.Beautiful tell you she is a belle
who breaks hearts as though they were nut
shells poor Pepineau. heIs gonei''
''And yet. my lord, mol wthstandng hel
fine dress, methinks there's a dash-'
"A dash Of paint, you msan2 Ha-has''
fNo, not that-though nj swear there's
rouge on eheek-but something Of the n.al-
oais mode,i not 10 say vulgarlty. about her,
''She's a viscount's daughter, Eugene"
ga new viscount. you shid the fine dew
of rank often labels the parvdnu."
True. my philosopher, ahd in this case
urebly true, as have heard. She has learn
ed to dance, though; see what whirl,''
The two young men remained d moment
gazing upon the snowy dancers whc played
with NJ. Pepineau as though he had been
made of paper. He was a heat, convenient
little fellow. NJ. Pepineau, and danced like
nlaitre de ballet. so that with splendid CO.'S
tune and fine dancing, the doupe attracted
much attention. A connoisse bur in the art-
Gle woman. would have pHonb buncedI the lady
a sel-made belle; in other words, art had
eclipsee nature in her "dongIup."1 She pos
sessed the tact of putting The t'besi foot fore
most" and that with the feathers and Jewels.
and the viscount falher-for Her every motion
seemed TO say am the yIsc9unt's daughter
she was carrying it like Queen.
.''Tqke care, Eugene" Whispered the mar
quis; .lake care: you have d heart TO loose;
she tell YOU has none." L
Fear not, my lord; ,houg | might wish to
take her as ia dancing partn ner do not wish
TO make her connubiai one.l
Ha, bal But you wish TO dance with
her2" Il
Why, we must dance. add would as
soon with her as any other."
Every well! | shall ndIydu an opportu-
nifty; alb! here is the duchsss De B -; she
knows her--she knows sydry body, All!
kind duchess-my friend, Nj. Marat--he
wishes TO dance with the hew viscount's
daughter. VIII please your grace2''
"Certainly. NJ. Marat" replied the Duchess.
curtseyingIto 10 the student and mo;loning him
10 follow.
Z . Excuse me. your Grace. II am called else
where-a,l repoir. Eugene, lake cal re!'' said
the MARQUIS. Fastening toan9iher part OF the
room. II
The waIizing had ended, add the Duchess,
leading MHrat toward the held OF the room.
presented him TO Mile Pefgof, and the coup
less. her mother. II
Both lad les received him with CHI ilIing in
clination Of the head that semi the cold blood
TO his heart.
"Who Is this gentlernanl your Grace2"
whispered The vIscounfess.
"a frieal of The Marquis of B."
"a frienl of the Marauisl All, my dear
Duchess" said the vlscouhiess, eagerly.
chow long to know The marGuis."
1, was lhe wish of herheait: TIL is young
marquis wis "a No. II In The beau monde
81 shall present him 10 you." replied her
Grace, moving away, $50 soon as he can be
found.n
The visrountess all at once became affable
10 Marat.
Have you danced YET, M. |Marai?"
N"Not yet, my lady. | was about to|beg
the favor Of mademoselle's hand for the
next cotiIlion."
''Enphemie, do you grant if'' archly asked
the viscountess of her daaghtsr, at the sam e
time whispering in her ear. lh lone of au-
lhority, Dance with him E-hds the marquis
friend" M
Euphemie looked assent, And they took
their PLACES. The cotilIon was about to
and the dancers Were, ranged on
the floor. Marat was al aIstrahger to most OF
those present, who were generally fill no
biIes, but his handsome face and figure. the
striking simplicity of his dress as well as the
dashinc partner whom he slobd beside, drew
all eyes upon him.
"Does your ladyship knoW the gentleman
who is about 10 dance with mh h'amselle2 in
luired little foppish coun sfmebody oil the
"He is a friend Of the Marquis oil b
.eplied the viscountess.
ssThe marquis tutor. MY laHy."
.Tbe marouis' .;u,orlH ECHOED the qady in
and Immediately commenced
showing her way towards ihe spot wneIe
suphemie stood leaning On tha arm OF MaratI
Hastily approaching. she whispered some
words IN her daughters ear, and the phrase,
.Ls Dia5ie," uttered in IA passionate man,
Ter. was disunc:lv overheard BY several oil
he company. Whaievereise she salf Is no,
nown, but it operated like niesmerlfc mud
Ipon The belle, for INSTANTLY dropping The
rm she had jus, leant upca, she 'urped to,