Squatter sovereign., 1855-03-06


sis what?" asked the nobleman, slight
ly elevating his person.
sis man of some peculiar notions.
Is, in fact, too rigidly American. He does
not like
Arabella hesitated.
doesn't like foreigners. All, l COM
prehend," and the Count shrugged his
shoulders and looked dignifed as man
whose face is covered with hair can look.
81 am sorry to say that he has unfoun-
ded prejudices against exei thing not
vulgarly American,
s'He will not consent, then?'
81 fear not, Mr.. De Courci."
s.Hnrn-urn. Ahr' and the Count thought
for some moments. "Will not consent.
What then? Arabella!'' and he armed
In his manner-"Arabella, shall an un-
founded prejudice interpose with its icy
barriers? Shall the hearts that are ready
to melt into one, be kept apart by the mere
word of a man2 Forbid it love! But
suppose / go to him?'
at will be useless. He is as unben-
ding as iron,'
Such being the case, the Count pro-
posed an elopement; to which Arabella
agreed after the expression of as much re-
luctance as seemed to be called for.
| A few weeks subsequently,, Mr.. Jones
received letter from some person un-
known, advising him of the fact, that if at
certain hour on that evening, he would
go to a certain place, he would intercept
Mr.. De Courci in the act of running away
with his daughter. This intelligence
half maddened the father. He hurried
home, intending to Comfort Arabe1la with
the letter he had received, and then lock
her up in her room. But she had gone
out an hour before. Pacing the floor in
a state of strong excitement, he awaited
her return until the shadows of evening
began to fall. Darkness closed over all
things, but still she was away, and it soon
became evident that she did not mean to
come back.
1t was arranged between De Courci
and Arabella that he was to wait for her
with carriage at a retired place in the
suburbs, where she was tojoin him. They
were then to drive to a minister's, get the
marriage ceremony performed, and proceed
thence to take possession of an elegant
suite of rooms which had been engaged in
one of the most fashionable hotels in the
city. To escape all danger of interference
with her movement, the young lady had
left home some hours before evening, and
spent the time between that and the bliss
ful period looked for with such trembling
delight, in the company of a young friend
and confidant. Darkness at length threw
veil over all things, and under cover of
this veil Arabella went forth alone, and
hurried to the appointed place of meeting.
A lamp showed her the carriage in waiting
and man pacing slowly the pavement
near by, whilst she was a considerable dis
tance off. Her heart beat wildly, the
breath came heavily up from her bosom
She quickened her pace, but soon stopped
suddedly In alarm, for he saw man adj
vancing rapidly from another quarter. In
few moments this individual came up
to the person who was walking before the
ca rriage, and whom she saw to be her
lover. Loud words instantly followed,
and she was near enough to her an angry
voice say
'I'll count you, you base scoundrelr'
1t was the voice of her father! Fear
full lest violence should be done to her lover
Arabella screamed and flew to the spot
Already was the hand of Mr.. Jones at
!
guise, not relishing the rough grasp of the
indignant father, disengaged himself and
fled ingloriously, leaving poor Arabella to
the unbroken fury of his ire. Without
much ceremony he thrust her into the wait
ing carriage, and giving the driver a few
hurried directions, entered himself What
passd between the disappointed Countess,
that was to be, and her excited father, is
not our business to relate.
Not content with having interrupted this
nice little matrimonial arrangement Mr..
Jones called at the hotel where De Courci
put up, early on the next morning. But
the elegant foreigner had not coupled his
apartments during the night. He called
a few hours later, but he had not yet made
his appearance; in the morning, but De
Courci was still away. On the next morn
ing the following appeared in one of the
daily newspapers,
s.NIPPED IN THE BUD.-Fashionabl
people will remember a whiskered, NOUS
tachoed fellow with a foreign accent,
named De Courci who has been turning
the heads of half the silly young girls in
town for the last two months.-He permit
ted it to leak out; we believe, that he was a
French Count, with immense estates near
Paris, who had come to this country In or
der to look for wife. This was of course
believed, for there are people willing to
credit the most improbable stories In the
world. Very soon love affair came on,
and he was about running off with the sill
iy daughter of good, substantial citizen.
By some means the father got wind of the
matter, and repaired to the appointed place
of meeting just In time. He found De
Courci and carriage in waiting. With
out much ceremony, he laid violent hands
on the Count, who thought it better to run
than to fight, and therefore fled ingloriously,
lust as the daughter arrived ON the ground
He has not been heard of since. We
could write column by the way of com.
mentary upon this circumstance, but think
that facts In the case speak so plainly fol
themselves that not single remark il
needed to give them force. We wish the
lady joy at her escape, for the Count II