Hannibal journal. (Hannibal, Mo.) 1852-1853, 1852-09-09
LANNIBAL MO, THURSDAY MORNING, SEPTEMBER g. 1862.

IiuaH leAI tHc olnCe 10 JON nlaoano ana naoe
moselle le Blame at the widow Carson's, in III,
Grande Rue, or Rue de Paris, as the only de-
cent street in Havre dc Grace was then called
both for the purpose Of communicating the un'
toward state of affairs, and that Eugene NIGH
take lingering, last farewell Of Adeline.
Before accompanying them thither, it is nee
essary to say few words Of this Madame Car.
son, who is about to play very singular part
in this little drama. She was gay, well-look-
ing, symmetrically-shaped, young widow, who
kept confeotioner's shop in the said Grande
Rue, and ofliciated as her own dame du compton.
Her good looks, coquettishly gracious smiles
and unvarying good temper, rendered her estab-
lishment much more attractive-it was by nc
means brilliant affair in tself--than it would
otherwise have been. Madame Carson was in
a tacit, quiet kind of way, engaged 10 Edouard le
Blanc--that is TO say, she intended marrying him
as soon as their mutual savings should justify
such step; and provided, also, that no more ell
igible offer wooed her acceptance in the mean
time. NJ. de Veron himself was frequently in
the habit Of calling on his way to or from Nor
Seiour, for pate and lively little badinage
with the comely widow; and so frequently, al
one time, that Edouard ie Blanc was half in
clined-to Madame Carson's infinite amusement
~ OO JCdlOuS VI tHC IlCllj tAOuRn CluCElI n6T-
chants formal and elaborate courtesies. It was
on leaving her shop that he slipped and sprained
his ankle. M. de Veron tainted with the ex-
treme pain, was carried in that state into the
little parlor behind the shop and had not vet re-
covered consciousness when the apOthecary,
whom Madame Carson had dispatched her little
waiting-maid of all work in quest Of, entered to
tender his assistance. This is all, think, that
mad ba NoiI in a pvalipoi of M M.Jo
Carson.
OF course, the tidings brought by Eugene and
Eduard very painfully affected Madamoselle lie
Blanc; but being very sensible as well as a
remarkably handsome young person, she soon
rallied, and insisted, quite as warmly as her
mother did, that the sacrifice necessary to relieve
Edouard from the peril which environed him,
painful heart breaking as their sacrifice might
be, must be submitted to without reserve or de-
lay. In other words, that NJ. de Veron Junior,
must consent to espouse Madamoiselle de Mo-
rode, and forthwith inform his father tlaL he
was ready to sign the nuptial contract that mo-
ment, if necessary. Poor Eugene, who was
really over head and ears in love, and more so
just then than ever, piteously lamented his own
cruel fate, and passionately denounced the til
of his barbarian father; but as
tears and reproaches could avail nothing in such
a strait, he finally submitted to the general
award, and agreed to announce his submission
to M. de Veron at the church Of Notre Dame,
not moment later, both ladies insisted, than
five minutes past seven o'clock.
Madame Carson was not at home all this
while. She had gone to church, and, after de-
votion, called on her way back on cne or two
friends for little gossip, so that it only wanted
about quarter to seven when she reappeared.
OF course the lanentable story had to be told
over again, with all its dismal accompaniments
of sighs, tears and plaintive eiaculat ons and
it was curious TO observe, as the narrative pro-
ceeded, how the widows charming eyes flashed
and sparkled, and her cheeks glowed with in
dignatiOn, till she looked, to use Edouard le
Blanc'S expression, 'ferociously handsome.
lie monstre she exclaimed, as Eugene termi-
mated the sad history, gathering up, as she
spoke, the shawl and gloves she had just before
put off; but shall see him at once, have in
iiuence with this Monsieur de Veron."
Nonsense, Emilie SAID Madame lie Blanc,
s You possess influence over Monsieur de We
ron!
Certainly do. And is that such frIirarieff p
replied Madame Carson, with demure glance
at Eduard.
Eduard looked somewhat scared, but managed
ito say
Not at all - certainly not but this mans
heart is iron-Steel"
we shall see,' said the fair widow, as she
finished drawing on her gloves. La grand,
passion is sometimes stronger than iron or steel
Is it not, Monsieur Eugene? At all events
shall 'ry. He is in the church, you say. Very
well, if fail-but am sure l shall not fail
return in ten minutes, and that will leave Ma.
demoiselle Adeline's despairing lover plenty Of
time 10 make his submission, if better may moi
be and so Gu reUoir Mesdamns ct Messieurs
What can she meanP said Madame lie Blanc
as the door closed. Il have noticed, once OF
twice during the last fortnight, that she has
made use of strange half hints relative TO Mon.
sieur de Veron.'
i don't know what she can mean said Ed
Guard lie Blanc, sezlng his hat and hurrying off
but | shall FOLLOW, and strive TO ascertain
He was just in time to catch a glimpse OF
Madame Carson's skirts as the whisked around
the corner of the Rue St. Jacques, and by
quickening his speed, he saw her enter the
church from the street. Notre Dame was
crowded; but Edouard lie Blanc had no difficulty
in singing out M. de Veron, who was sitting
in his accustomed chair. somewhat removed
from the mass OF worshippers, on the left of the
high altar; and presently he discerned Madame
Carson gently and adroitly making her way
through the crowd toward him. The instant
she was near enough she tapped him slightly on
the shoulder. He turned quickly, staring with
a naughty, questioning glance at the Imiling
confectioner. There was no grdnds passion in
that look, EdOuard felt quite satisfied, and Mad
ame Carson's conduct seemed more than ever
unintslligible, She appeared to say something,
which was replied to by an impatient gesture
Of refusal, and NJ de Veron turned again to-
ward the altar, Madame Carson next approach
ed close to his chair, and bending down, whisp-
cred in his ear for perhaps a minute. As she
did so M. de Verona body rose slowly I'D. in