Thibodaux minerva. [volume] (Thibodaux, La.) 18??-1858, 1854-07-29

- az d. DeHfS anu the great fanIEfuei.
calculates the matter of fact Count Gascon,
:. Thy peerless maiden lacks the most essential
points of beaaty-n0se. eyes. mouth"
- Thou lackest wit in SO saying" cries the
irate Del Quitero, and with couched lance he
spurs his steed to the contest. Lances are shiy-
cred and the keen and glittering falchion leaps
lovingly from its seabhard into the mailed hand
Of the Knight Fortune. the cunning jade, is
not always blind to merit, and the Count is at
last hors du combat, with his advessary's foot
upon his neck.
Confess thyself iar'' shrieks the mad
dened Alphonse.
''Never" groans the ndomitabe Gascon.
Then down to h-ll and say Quitero hopes
they're WE'LL"
Having dispatched his foe at single stroke
lin vulgar parlance, cut his throat) the Don
finds that the Count was right, and that the
picture now represented miniature garden,
well stocked with turnips Of all colors, or the
moon in holiday attire visit to the earth, or
in fact anything but lovely and distressed
damsel
:. Now, by our Lady" cries the Knight,
:. there has been foul witchcraft at work, and
perchance my adored tIklndntr is now in the
hands of my mortal enemy"
Love and hate gave wings to his imagination
and spurs. speed to his Rosinante at the
same moufeut- his noDie Charger drops Qead
dixie faithful servant) just as he is no longer
wanted, after having performed wonderful feats,
and kindly consented to keep performing them
long as it was absolutely necessary. His
steed having fallen upon onion bed that lay
within the shadow of the sullen castles highest
tower, the Knight sheds q few tears and his
visor being closed they are left to triekle down
his begrimed face in all the majesty of sorrow.
Striding across the drawbridge, he summons
Whskeraudo, Lord of all the Zapateros to de-
liver up the girl he (Quiterol had left behind
him, or come out (like Mrs. Bills ducks) and be
killed. Both of these kind and considerate
offers having been {like badly written '-com-
munication'') respectfully declined, !" Quitero,
single handed, storms the castle, takes it and
puts all the males to the sword, except Whis-
kerando, whom he has trussed like a turkey and
served up with onions for the farewell dinner of
Mrs. W. and her waiting maids.
Fsndke.-G. marries NJ. and-furthermore de-
ponent sayeth not
Such was the manner in which the ancient
Lion won his laurels. The animal of the present
day has reduced love to a science. Young Adol-
phus clothed in landscape pantaloons, patent
leather g low quarters" high shirt collar, and
cravat of Brobdignag dimensions, walks slowly
up the street, switching his cane to the air of
'.The girl I'm going to see;'' he rings the door
bell IN the gentlest manner possible, Is ushered
into the parlor. sinks gracefully into a seat and
enters into a learaed dissertation upon the state
of the weather.
But Seraphina's door has been closed against
her g truelove" for two long weeks. And why
Seraphina has been reading Tupper. Seraphina
6 curtained herself from the sight of the gross
world for two weeks, with Webster's dictionary,
and string of onions. What true woman ever
failed in her undertaking? Seraphina closed
the ponderous tome with-an exclamation Of
joy? No! Prunes, low, sweet and fute-like,
proceeded from between those ruby lips There
was q volume in that word, an ocean in the tear
that trickled down her lovely cheeks under the
magical influence Of o peeled onion. Adolphus
was happy-Seraphina was at home once
more-he rushes to her feet-my charming
angel, have once again the supreme felicity of
pressing this lily hand and
Seraphina hands him an opened volume. He
reads. ~ &8 * @
8 Love-what volume in word an ocean in a tear y
seventh heaven in glance, whiriwfnd in sighl"
:Pruins, says Seraphina, softly. pressing
the knotted handkerchief to her eye, a melting
glance, a deep-drawn sigh and-Tupper Is tab
leaud z
So be it.
ssocrsrY-A community Of rational befngs We6ster
SocETYA interrogation. Of rothings something's
and anythngs.- Webster, rerssfed III
NOW in the hands Of his publishers Messrs Foe Fat
ehion, New York. Orders respectfully solcitesi- M a