The national era. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1847-1860, 1856-09-04

decidedly striking. The female owner of the
disputed affair, originally from Boston, and
thinking she was being subjected to some new
fugitive slave law, screamed in her highest key.
The Governor, with the fragments of the box
crushed in his hand, triumphantly held aloft,
out OF harms way, bonnet-a fine specimen
OF former circumstances, and charged this repu-
table old lady with attempt to steal.
The ladies crowded around the vociferating
couple, very indignant at the offending female
hardened sinner but when the captured
bonnet was thrust into the hand of Miss Rattle,
the supposed owner, and she made to under
stand that that was her property, and all this
disturbance arose from her supposed loss, she
was for some moments in such weak state as
to be incapable of explanation. The dismayed
Governor at last discovered the fearful mistake,
and was swearing dreadfully. when huge,
square trunk was exhibited to his astonished
gaze as the missing bonnet-box. His kind heart
was touched by the cruel error he had commit
ted, as he now looked at the poor victim who,
exhausted too much either to scream or talk,
was sobbing piteously over the ruins of her be-
loved box
Governor Denton had but one remedy for all
troubles, and that was brandy and water. He
procured glass OF this specific, and offered it
to his victim. Either through fright or thirst,
she seized the tumbler, and drained, to his great
amazement half glass of high-proof brandy,
The effort nearly choked her. Soon as she
could recover breath, she told the sympathizing
Governor, between tears, that she came from
Boston to see cher girl" in New York, and had
no idea either of returning to Boston or losing
the bonnet, which last was a present for her
daughter. The Governor gave her sufficient to
purchase new one, and paid her fare to and
from Boston, and again Joined his party.
Laughing merrily over this adventure, in
which many passengers Joined, our party chat.
ted together as the boat glided swiftly on her
way. The Governor was remarking with a
good deal of complacency upon his selfposses
sion in moments of difficulty and danger, when
he was suddenly interrupted by woman, with
her head tied up in a handkerchief, rushing
from a state-room, who threw her arms about
his neck, and claimed him as her protector
The Governor, nearly sinking to the floor with
confusion and weight of the old lady, begged
piteously for assistance. This, amid convulsive
roars of laughter, was granted, and the late own
er of the handbook was torn away and again
conveyed to her state-room. 1t seemed the
brandy she had so hastily swallowed was play
ing the mischief with her brain, and the Gov
ernor was in a fair way of having his presence
of mind called upon every few moments. 1t was
hen with chickens or a woman in a rage
80 he cautiously retreated. Taking his niece to
our side, he told her, in great confidence, where
he could be found when the boat arrived al
Newport.
"Juliet," he said, ~ shall resort to strategy
and if you see this old wretch in search of me
you and your aunt must put her on the wrong
track. don't know what should do, were she
| again to get me into her clutches. Good Lord
there she comes;" saying which, he quickly dis
appeared.
The sun went down, gloriled in clouds, as
the noble boat, freighted with human beings
sped on over the world of waters. Among thai
great crowd, who saw and recognised the brave
garniture nature hung out, as it were, for our
especial admiratiOn-who among them saw old
Ocean pleased ? - for, looking seward, the
waves flashed in the parting rays, making one
think of Shakspeare's humor playing over his
deeper thoughts, as if the mighty sea and the
day god to each other were smiling good night
Juliet and Mrs. Colburn were seated together
gazing on the gorgeous scene. Let us listen.
at is seldom, dear Juliet that we meet with
beautiful BELLE The most famous l have
known, without being absolutely homely, were
far from being beautiful
How, then, do you account for their inilu
ence2"
Wealth, position, and sometimes talent
have done more than mere beauty. The most
celebrated instance, Miss c. owed to the
last, entirely, her power. You would not, but
for her expression of brilliant intellect, have
thought her striking; but her mind, strong al
most to genius, was cultivated to the last ex
tent She sang like an angel, sketched equal
to Buchanan Read almost, conversed we'll in
many different languages, and had read know
ingly all the reviews and novels in existence
Her career was brilliant beyond parallel. Great
men fought for the hope of her, poets were in
sane about her, and painters such lovers none
could paint her. She divided Washington city
one winter with the question of war with Eng
land, and an old statesman told me he could
not say which was thought on the most"
"She conversed well?"
"No, my dear, she never talked-she listened
You will find, Juliet that success in this life
lies in the ear, and not the tongue. Men have
but one characteristic, and that is egotism-one
desire, and that is sympathy. Let them talk
put on look of honest interest, and let them
run on with their wonderful grievances, and
each conversation will be conquest, and your
name will ring far and wide as that of splen
did, intellectual, gifted creature"
A shrewd woman is the beautiful Mrs. Col
burn. But our party is at Newport.
TO BE CONTINUED.