The Wyandot pioneer. (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1853-1868, 1857-07-02

The spacious and gorgeously furnished
drawing rooms of the princely Tompkins
were thronged with the beauty and chiv-
airy of Fifth Avenue. Like pure dia-
mond amidst trinkets of brass. shone Sa-
ry Tompkins. The pen refuses its office.
And the author must content himself oy
remsrking that she was supremely beau
tiful. How truly and beautifully has
Keats said:
"It's a tarnal hard thing to describe lovely
| womanl'
Count Alfred be Flunkey!" cried
servant in livery.
The Count entered. A smile lit up his
noble features. Bowing with exquisite
grace to the assembled elite, he advanced
with lordly strides, towards his betrothed,
sary Tompkins.
The merry night spedon. The silver.
winged hours flew by. Still the brilliant
assembly at Tompkin's remained. The
best of feeling prevailed. Wit. sentiment,
beauty and chivalry crowned the glowing
hours.
But, bark! The bell rings. A huge
man, with fiery nose, enters the "mar-
BILE halls of Tompkins. In a voice OF
thunder, he cries:
..Ladies an gen'Pmen, I'm perlice-
man an nothin' shorter, an I'll ak ye if
Count de Flunkey is in this ere august
'sembly. cause if Re is, I'm ordered to
arrest i'm. unless be immejutly squars up
his wash bill with Mrs. Bridget O'Flan-
negan.'
"Fellow. away! Slave. avaunt,' cried
the Count de Flunkey, in voice hoarse
with passion.
Tompkins was bewildered. AT length
he became highly indignant. He tore his
hair and foamed at the mouth. He then,
with a terrible jerk, tore off both OF his
coat-tails, and danced with rage, like
Tuscarora savage. Rushing to the Count
he yelled
"Viper, and this from you? Dog--pol
troon-puppy-ain't ye ashamed of yer
self"
With cry of despair, Sary now rush
ed forward. Raising up TO her full height
she said
"Policeman! How much is this billy
"Two dollars and twentv-seyen cents
: if yer plase, num-"
s.Then, there-there is the sum-tak
it, and away-away!
And Sary threw the money at the pc
]iceman's feet, and fell into swoon. Sh
was pulled out by three servants in liv
cry and the policeman.
Tompkins was an attentive spectator
this heart-rending spectacle. TompkIn
had heart. Thirty years intimate asse
ciatio3 with Holsters had not entirely crush
. ed the finer feelings in his bosom. TomF
SON was affected. He wept. Suddenl
starting up, he bounded like gazelle te
wards Count Alfred de Flunkey.
"Come to my arms, my noble feller,
cried Tompkins, and the Count was loci
ed in his (Tompkins' arms.
It was moving spectacle. Some {
. the guests were moved to tears, viii
% others moved to the ante-room, whel
,e the brandy and sugar were.
: Now it was that Sary shone forth wit
ts singular brilliancy. Rushing forwal
~ toward her father and the Count, she SAT-
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- reader what Sary said-also what Cou
;. DEF Flunkey said. and also, wha' she SO
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