Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1854-05-04

. e'~@tN'0 tiiN PAi4SiNi y
> passport, you desired to II rhyel i
, Austria, did you not?1 WE'LL sir,
/ too, am going to Vienna, my nativ
place, to my family. This suit
wonderfully, and we are traveller
, together.
ALAS. madam, what can l see i
travelling?
!. 'Will you ALLOW me to see f5r you
i Frederic?'
i 4 thought I was still dreaming il
\ the chamber Of the inn-that th'
fillusions Of vision we're about me
Was it reaIity2 It seemed TO nj
4 that / Kissed, with tears, the hand 0
this woman--young, pretty rich
undoubtedly, and who found nothing
better to do with her treasures thar
Ito bestow them on an nnfort tunate
traveller, give. her strength to 4 poor
invalid, her beautifulSds toa blind
man.
I'VE travelled by oasy stages; the
! Countess was. rare and wonderful
companion; it was enough for her,
my friend, to take care of m E, to
cheer and amuse me, at a great cost
I Of Imagination, of Kindness, of w.t.
AS We approached the end Of our
journey, thanks to the goodness ! of q
guardian angel, said to my prPtec-
tress.
Madam, since invalids are the real
spoiled children that must new er be
punished, allow me TO address a dues-
ton to you which almost reSelh hbles
folyp
4 DO not believe So she replied.
4 continued my impertinence 3 SO
far as to seek for her hand, and fin
ished by finding it in my own.
Madam, know that YOU are wise;
are you not witty every day to an muse
me? / know also that you are rich,
you scatter your gold and silV pr in
the dust of the high road; ] know
that you are noble; you honor one
of the highest names in aristod ratio
Germany. | know that you are
good; your devotion to me, is it not
sublime? ! know finally, that some
time since, you wore the noun ming
habits of an elegy. that We call Wild
Iowhood. You have beenso kind as
to speak to NE, IN a subdued tone, OF
the death Of your husband; but what
do / not yet know what | much
wish TO know, because am curious
and indiscreet = have you deigneH to
understand or to guess it, madamR
Yes, / understand, / guess; Ia Ind
advise you to wait for tho confess ion
I of woman when her age is to be
settled
And her beauty?' Q
That is settled by looking.
'But if one is blind?
lie tries to see without looking.
will try, madam.
My indiscroet hand guided y q
mysterious light, sought boldly the
cheek of the Countess, which Yves as
soft and smooth as the marble Of a
statue, and / imagined that it had q
white and admirable transparehcy.-
! The hair Of Rose was not far OF; ]
imagined, as / touched it, that il
was black, because it sec med to mt
thick, long and silky. Her hail
showed me very clearly thht ms
companion was brunette. Gaihine
/ boldness, passed my band over he
curls and face, and perceived tba
she was beautiful. The age OF th'
ECountess remained for me to dlscov
ier; her delicious manner Of chatting
and laughing could n lot belong I
one more than twenty-five years old
AT Vienna, was installed ia th'
hospitable house of the Countess
+ The servants pressed around me; ml
friends Of the French embassy visl
ted me every morning; the VOICE 0
singers and the sound Of instrufne ent
inundated me every evening viii
1 floods of Italian music Rose ap
Ipeared to me more young and pretty
than ever; nothing was wantipg t.
my happiness, but one ray Of tn
sun. one gleam Of light.
.0ne day after dinner, the Con
ess conducted me mysteriously int
my chamber, and was placed I'd al
Immense chair, which served me 4s /
couch for repose; and in a lIor
time two persons, one Of whom wal ket
like Rose, and the other like an oil
man, approached my chair withpu
speaking. They looked at me; they