Squatter sovereign., 1855-03-06

ger made his appearance In fashionable
circles, and created quite futter among
the ladies. He had besides large whis-
kers, large moustache, and larger imperi-
ais than Glover, superb goatee, and de-
cided foreign accent. He soon threw the
American in the shade especially as
whisper got out that he was a French
Count, travelling though the country, who
purposely concealed his title. The object
of his visit, it was also said, was the selec-
ton of a wife from among the lovely and
unsophistieated daughters of America
He wished to find some one who had nev-
er breathed the artificial air of the higher
circles In his own country; who would love
him for himself alone, and become his
loving companion through life.
How all these important facts in relation
to him got wind few paused to inquire
Young ladies forgot their plain-faced, un-
titled, vulgar lovers, and put on their best
looks and most winning graces for the
Count. For a time he carried all before
him. Daily might he be seen in the Chestnut
street, gallanting some favored belle, with
the elegant air of dancing master, and the
grimace off monkey. Staid citizens stop
ped to look at him, and plan old ladies
were half in doubt whether he were man
or pongo.
At last the Counts more particular at
tentions We're directed to Miss Arabella
Jones, and from that time the favored
Glover found that his star had passed its
zenith 1t was in vain that he curled his
moustache more fiercely, and hid his chin
in goatee fully as large as the Counts;
all was of no avail. The ladies generally
and Miss Arabella in particular, looked
coldly upon him.
AS for Abel Lee, the bitteress of his
disappointment was already passed. The
conduct of Arabella had disguised him, and
he therefore looked calmly on and marked
the progress of events.
Atlength the count, from paying marked
attention to Arabella in company, began
to visit her occasionally at her father
house, little to the satisfaction of Mr. Jones
the father, who had never worn a whisker
in his life, and had most bitter aversion
to moustaches. This being the case, the
course of Arabella's love did not, it may be
supposed. run very smooth. for her father
told her very decidedly that he was not GO
ing to have ''that monl1ey-faced fellow
coming about his house. Shocked at such
vulgar language, Arabella replied
"Gracious me, father! Don't speak in
that way of Mr.. De Courci He's a
French Count, travelling in Disguise
ga French monkey! What on earth
put that nonsense into your head?"
"Every body knows it, father. Mr. De
Courci tried to conceal his rank but his
English valet betrayed the secret. He is
said to be connected with one of the oldest
families in France, and to have immense
estates near Paris'
"The largest estates he possess are In
Wmskerando, if you ever heard of that
place. A French Count! Preposter-
ousr'
81 know it to be true" said Arabella,
emphatically.
"How do you know it Miss Conf
dence2''
81 know it, from the fact that limited to
him, he did not deny it. His looks and
manners betrayed what he attempted to
conceal"
''Arebellar' said Mr. Jones with a good
deal of sternness, 'if you were silly enough
to hint to this fellow what you say you.
did, and he was imposter enough not to
deny it on the spot in the most unequivo-
cal terms, then he adds the character of a
designing william to that of senseless fop,
In the name of homely, American COM
mon sense, can you not see plain as day
light that he is no nearer akin to foreign
nobleman than his barber or boot-black
may beg"
Arabella was silenced, because it was
folly to contend In this matter with he1
father, who was blunt, common-sense,
clear seeing man; but she was not in the
least convinced Mr.. De Courci was not a
French Count for all he might say, and
what was better, evidently saw attractions
In her superior to those of which any OF
her fair compeers could boast,
"My dear Miss Jones'" said the Count
when they next, met, speaking In that de-
lghtful foreign accent, so pleasing to the
ear of the young lady, and with the frank
ness peculiar to his nature. 81 cannot
withhold from you the honest expression
of my sentiments. 1t would be unjust to
myself, and unjust to you; for these senti-
ments too nearly involve my own peace,
and it may be, yours"
The Count hesitated, and looked interes-
ting. Arabella blushed and trembled.-
The words, 'sYou will speak to my father
were on the lady's tongue. But she checked
herself, and remained silent. 1t would
not do to make that reference of the SUBJ
ject.
Then came a gentle pressure of hair
upon her cheek, and gentle pressure
from the gloved hand In which her own
was resting.
%My dear young lady am under
stoods"
Arabella answered, delicately, by re.
turning the gentle pressure of her hand
and leaning perceptible nearer the Coun,
| De Courci.
81 am the happiest of men:'' said the
Count, enthusiastically.
eAnd I the happiest Of woman - respon'
ponded Arabelly. audibly, and in spirit.
"Your father2" said De Courci. "ShaI
see him?'
SIT will not be well yet replied the
maiden, evincing good deal of confusion