Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1852-04-28

Tlcn were making merry. Inc decorated
rooms were brilliant with an array of
youth and beauty, but fairest among
them all stood the mistress of the festi-
val. Attired IN a robe of white Grape,
with no other ornament than pearl ban
dean confning her dark tresses, she look
ed the personifcation of Joy.
Cousin Horace she exclaimed, as
she saw her favorite cousin enter the
room, you have not been here three
days And then, in lower tone, she
added, Who was that splendid Don
Whiskerando with whom I saw you
walking yesterday
Horace laid his finger on his lip as a
tall figure emerged from the crowd at the
entrance of the ROOM Miss WaIslng-
ham, allow me to present you to the most
noble Count Pfeiffenhammer.'
The blood mounted into Adelaide's
cheeks as the Count bowed low over the
hand which he fastened to secure for the
next quadrille. There was a mischiev-
Gus sparkle in Horace's eye, and deep
and earnest devotedness in the strangers
manner, which made her feel little un-
comfortable, though she knew not why.
A single glance sufficed 10 show her that
the Count was attred in magnificent
court suit, with diamond buckles at the
knee, and diamond band looping up the
elegant chapeou-broS which encountered
his arm. After some minutes she ven
tured to look more courageously at him.
He was tall and exceeding well-shaped !;
his eyes were very bright; but the chief
attraction was beautiful mouth, gar
nished with the most splended moustache
that ever graced an American ballroom.
Adelaide was delighted. He danced ele-
gantly; not with the stiff, awkward man.
ner Of an American, who always seems
half.ashamed Of the undigniGed part he
is playing, but with buoyancy Of step
and grace of motion perfectly Cnrivalled.
Adelaide was enchanted. He spoke Eng
lish very WE'LL slight German accent
alone betrayed his foreign birth, and Ad-
eIade did not like him the less for that
1t is true she felt a little queer when she
found herself whirllng through the waltz
in the arms Of an entire stranger, anC
her brow flushed with something very
like anger when she felt his bearded LIP
upon her hand as he placed her in a seat
but this was only the freedom of foreign
manners.
The evening passed away like a dream
and Adelaide retired to her room with {
burning cheek, and frame exhausted
2 by what she deemed pleasure. She wa
e too much excited for sleep, and when sh'
A appeared at her fathers break(ast-table
r "a duty she never neglected. twas witt
: such pale cheek and heavy eye that h
was seriously alarmed.
v These late hours will kill you, m
S child" said he, as he kissed her forehead
J. Il shall return at noon, and if l find yo
d still so languid, ! shall send for Dr..
= So saying, he slept into his carriag
n and drove 10 his countlng-room, where
l, immersed ia business, he quite forge
l. Adelaide's cheek, until the dinner hot
s. summoned him from his d;ngy little o
a. fee to his stately mansion. AS ne Ell
a tered the door, he recollected Adelaide
ID exhausted look.
d "Poor child" murmured he, II woI
der how she is 7"
e, A low musical laugh struck on his e;
Sc as the servant threw open the drawing
le room, and the sight of her radiant cou
n, tenance, looking more brilliant than e
ut er, as she sat between Cousin HoraC
and the Count, soon quieted his fears
or Mr.. Walsingham, in common WI
ed most Americans of the olden time, h
ne a great prejudice against foreigners.
n.' they are real lords he used to sa
IS, they don't want my daughter and
lat they are not real lords, my daugnt
Die don't want them His notions of t
ng Teutonic character were founded up
Ter the wonderful stories which his moth
he used to tell him about the Hessians, a
So vague ideas of ruffianS and child cate
were associated in his mind with ever
yo- thing German. The GOODNESS with viii
On he saluted the noble Count, formed 81
king contrast to the cordial warmth W
md which he grasped the hand of
or nephew.
ess. Glad to see you, Horace-couId
ave speak word toyou last night, you W
,di- so surrounded with pretty girls. By
civ way, boy'-drawing him aside whc
llly that hairy faced fellow?'
That's Count Pfeiffenhammer, unc
err Count Pipehammer Well, the 6
uld mans have certainly an odd fancy
-ge, names. Pray what is his business ??
lsu- 'Businessr said Horace, laughi
> why his chief business at present
re- receive the revenues of his principal
| be Principally fudge Ia few bar
acres, with half dozen mud-hovel:
ace, it, | suppose. 1t won't do. Horace
she won't do. Adelaide deserves somett
batter than a mouthful of moonshint
What the deuce did you bring him
-be for? don't think l could treat
and with common civility If it were no
your sake.
Then, for my sake, dear uncle,
ANS him civilly, and give you my word
! the shall not repent your kindness
and Every day saw the Count payinI
lusic devoirs to the lovely Adelaide, an