Burlington hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington, Iowa) 1845-185?, 1851-08-14

) are, for this must indeed be Eondon?''
1t was Regent street, glstening and sparkling
in its noon-day pride. The palace-ke houses
and their regal shops, displaying in mirror win
dcws the most precious wares of the earth, heap
J ed IN grand and untold profusion--the brilliant
eqnipages whrling along with the swiftness OF
: thought-the pavements crowded with dashine
beauX & beauteOus danes, ,arrayed in every coloI
of the rainbow, with strolling guardsmen, bust
ling traders, and iercely molstached foreigners
and the endless train Of massive cmnibuses bear.
ing new crowds OF active and motley passengers
with the bright sunshine cleaning over ali, in:
deed constituted scene no city but London could
present. 4Tn
'." CHAPTER XXXV.
The last bal masque at the Opera House. is not
such remote event, but that al the world from
Hyde Park to Pimlico, may with ease recoIlect it.
Announced under auspices that guaranteed excl,,-
sVeness, 1t had Immediately secured the attention
aud support Of the whole beau monde, creating a
competition for tickets very productive to the pro-
Jectors. Crowds of applicants, indeed, Were ,ln-
able to obtain them at any possible premium, and
on the eventful night, long before the hour foi.
opening doors, every avenue 10 the theatre was
unapproachablc.
Topass over the scene underth stately arcade.
and III the Haylnarket, where the canailIc and the
coaches battled for supremacy, what picture
met the enraptured eye on entering the theatre
fne hjgh-soaring roof was one blaze Of licht flash
lng brightly down on the Successive tiers Of box
es hung with gorgeous decorations, and spark
ling with an aSsemblage Of brilliant masks. Pit
and stage were boarded into one, forming a vast
arena for dancers, closed by a scene which, COM
blniNg the magic illusions OF light aud color. ere
ated an impression Of distance perfectly bewil-
deriU%. Statues of purest marble-crystal fotln-
talns, beaming in the reflected light and PLAYING
before Illuminated pictures-orange trees. srot1
toes cascades, invited attention atevery turn, and
while the eye was thus captivated, soft and i'm
pasSioned music charmed and enchanlea the ear
After the large party Milcent acconpaniei
had danced snme 9uadrilles, they spread ahont.
and AIll!cent found herself with Fanny and Os-
wa'd in pavilion, closely masked and listening
10 the remarks around.
II know yo0, think, !" "o5serveda sturdy look
lng mask to his neighbor.
I "And Think YOU DON'T" was the reply.
cts impossible I can be mistaken: YOU are
Captain Vlsiers."
A My dear sir, you must be out Of your mind
What can have put such thing INTO your-you
know what | mean. Captain Vilheys? Ride
ulouSw
s'Verv good manGuvering, captain but Pm too
old soldier. Now, I'll Just tell yc, what did
once, the night before the stormas Of Badaios,
whcr-"
"No, nd, dent: Chudleigh told me about it,
I'm sure: and can't stop now" He was ma
king OH, when he ran against person coming in,
dressed ike Oswald Harper, in the splendid cos
tune OF Francis the First.
"Why, Niliers, where are you flying to?' said
the monareh-and Milhcent thought she reco.-
nixed the voice Of Lord Chndars, though he had
slightly disguised II. you've nearly thrown ME
down. What's the matter2"
"Who are you, that YOU know me sog" return.
ed viliers, without needing his inquiries.
MY dear fellow, il does otrequire much pen
e'raton'o know You, when You carry your mask
hand k,f
sor?"
"The night before the s,orming Of Baaajns."
pursued the iaomitahie major, ''whcn-~" - @'"
! There. | tell you must go--l wan, some ice
and that sort OF thng," cried Vilers, And he
broke into the throng without.
Aunt! Har-yo'" cried a gro'eslne mask
looking diS,rac,cdlv around, 10 the great anuse-
ment OF the bystanders. 'ilss any body seen
aunty" -
hey" -
ait must be KsselGy,.. replied Lord Chilaars;
mo Que else could do it," .."
"Nlr. keeley, am delighted at the opportunity
OF making your acquaintance; sir," cried the ma
1or. "and the more SO as see you in yonr natn-
raj element of farce" And he graspca The masks
hand with such fewer that he made him cry ou',
throwing the audience into commissions of laugh
ter In another moment a whisper ran round of
"keeley kecey!" and there was a general rush
to the pavilion.
4 "Iet me GO" erie the arrested mask. "Auutt
llar-yot! where are vous"
"How good how very goed!' rescanded Oh
! all Sidcs--"so natural"
II believe he is NATURAL" remarked Oswald
Harper to Millicent
My dear kcelev, let me prevail on Sou--" be-
gan the MAJOR taking !he masks arm.
IL am not Keeley, tell you: I'm Guy" re-
! turned the mask. "Leave me alone, will you ?"
And freeing himself from the major he pushed
his way out.
( In the hubbub that ensued, Lord Chlldars es-
pied Oswald Harper. ..
"Ha. another FraMcls?'' he exclaimed. 81
see there are six RchmoGds in the field How
are you Wentworth"
"iou are wrong, assure you," replied Oswald
"My name is not Wentworth, nor do know who
you mean" m-.a ....N .-.
"My dear fellow will YOU have the audacity to
deny that you are my old school-fellow and col
lecc-chum, Wentworth? Why, conld swear
to your voice among thousand, if you covered
yonr face with bushel. You laugh, Lady Ame-
liza! is it at Wentworth's impudence, or my pene-
D., tratlon?
I "Oh, Your penetration, Of course. Lord Chill
dars," replied Fanny.
/ "I.ord Childars!-no. no. Mr. Jenkins, ify you
| pleascr'
.'weIl, Mr.. jenkins, then, but do not deude
yourself with the impression that am Lady Anne
! liza, or lady any body
'.My dear Lady Amelia, your practice Of per
, suading people out Of their senses, as well as ont
of Their hearts, is geerally submitted to- that,
! as far as you are concerned, you may make me
| believe any thing; hut as for the dog. Wentworth,
| whom have known from the days of his fag-
hood. | am ready TO make oath, by your divinity,
Cupid. that he is WcntWoTth'S self ,and no o! o!her'
! His other self. they, ROYAL Jenkins" replied
! OSwad: "though. To be calGdd, your oa hs are of
no more weight than Ancient Pistols Swear
not. Jcnkns-swear not at all! or If ncedst must.
swear BY thine own wisdom, and I'll not believe
thee"
"CoLh voa suppose, Lldv Amelia, said Lord
/ Chldars, s'that ,hs fellow had served me for
term of years in the respective capacities OF slave,
! toady, and bed makcr?--that have made Latia
/ verses for him by the dozen, and saved hjm more
/ Establishments than he has hairs on his head?-for
/ the rogue is bald, and wears a wig,' ..
! "Oh, jenkins! jenkins! wherefore art thou.
Jenkins?'' cried Oswald, laughing.
! "You hear he has been reading mp Romeo,' re-
sumcd Lord Childars TO Fanny; ''and yet he is so
i irreclamably dense, that if You asked him who
wrote the play, his answer would be Finis!'
'.Ha! hap cried Fanny. ''Iou are Sir Ben
iamin Backbite, think, instead of Fr;ncs the
t First"
''Thcn, You must be Lady Tcazle.'
.Nether Lady Teazle nor Lady Amrlia.'
'Do you mean 10 say, then, don't know