Bradford reporter. [volume] (Towanda, Pa.) 1844-1884, 1859-08-11


her ecritoire and rising to te@hSpate the inter
view " merely state as.AfEt to be careful
ly borne in mind, that were. you so insane as
to contract discreditable marriage-and by
discredtable marriage | mean one that | could
not sanction--you from that moment would
be my nephew in name only, assuredly in moth.
ing mere Do you return to dine No ; well
| shall be sure to meet you at Madame Morny's
Adieu"
An Indifferent passer-by would have been
struck by the extreme disquietude evinced BY
Eugene Beaudesert as he left his aunt's spen-
did mansion but in hfe's careless April-tmc
the clouds pass swiftly and one little hour
had scarcely elapsed since Madame de Vaut-
pres words had fallen so ominously upon his
ear when they were remembered only as the
casual expression of q hasty resolve, which
could never be carried out for was not be,
Eugene Beaudesert, the only living being
through whom the name, the glory, and the
greatness of the BeaudeSerts could be preserv-
ed, and confined for the admiration and reVer-
ence of unborn ages That great rreversibe
fact would necessarily outweigh all minor con.
siderations, when poised in so very ancestral a
mind as that of Madame de Vautpre, who had
besides, displayed such Christian kindness in
relation to that abomnabIe Mademoiselle de
CeVennes-the young lady that had gracious
Iy, it seemed, intimated-the amiable GOrgon
that she would not refuse him the blessing
of her hand, should he venture to solicit the
precious gift. Ugh
The repulsve idea thus suggested quickly
gave place to another and very different one
that of cette Jeune et charmante Adrieane, whom
it would be impossible not to love, were her
father instead of being a capitaine de dragons
en- retraite, a Paris shopkeeper. At that mo-
ment, the church clocks chIDed half past two,
reminding the young dreamer that by the time
he had reached the jewellers, and received in
exchange for his muuifcent aunt'S draft the
superb necklace upon which Adrieune Champ
fort had set her heart, it would be as much as
he could do to reach Clichy ny the hour he
had appointed to be there. This was decisive
and by three o'clock, Eugene Beaudesert, with
the necklace-a trde, which cost him five
thousand francs, no more-safe in his pocket,
was rattling gaily along the road leading to
the modest dwelling of his beautiful fancee,
and then onwards, ,downwards to marriage, re-
morse, ruin, despair-fnally, to the dark room
az tr0isiense in the Rue du Bac, Lyon, where
the Able Morlaix is even now administering
the riattcum to the heir of all the BeaudeSertS
An DID, SAD story, of which need only furth-
er give the headings of the chapters interven-
ing between the bridal and burial
Madame la Baroune de Vautpre was in
formed Of the marriage of Eugene Beaudesert
with Adrienne Champfort by long aud elo.
quent letter from the bridegroom to which
an immediate answer was returned enclosing
a draft for ten thousand francs, and briefly
stating that Madame de Fautpre wished Mon
Sicur and Madame BeaudeSert happiness in
the state of life they had chosen for them
selves but as Monsieur BeaudeSert had been
timely and emphatically warned would be the
case, Madame de Vautpre no longer looked
upon that gentleman as her nephew, or as one
possessing the slightest further claim upon her
1t was all in vain, as the ten thousand francs,
and at last the costly ornaments which he had
lavshed upon Adrieune, melted away, that the
alarmed and anxious husband and father-two
daughters, Adrienre and ClariSse were born
to him during the first three years of welded
life-put in practice every cXpedent, every
art he was master of, to change his aunt'S in
exorable decision Madame de Vautpre was
impossible as marble, and as smooth and pol
ished also her words and manner, 10 the per
sonal interviews which her nephew contrived
TO force upon her, whilst clearly expressive of
answering resolve. never betraying the slight
est irritation or anger.
Thus step 10y step, poverty came upon the
rash couple the poverty armed with serpent
stlngs, that treadS upon the heels of reckless
disqualification. and which, but for Captain
Champfort'S pcusion--a rather considerable
one for his position, he being an inferior mem
ber of the Legion of Honor-wouId soon have
been deSlitution for Eugene Beaudesert with
all his wordy disdain Of brth-prvlegcs, per-
sisted in keeping himself ferceIy aoof from
the contamination of useful employments, and
none other were obtainable And did the
blind god that had lul ed them to such pass
remain TO gid the ruin he had made, to light
up with bis glowing torch the else drear dwell
ling where sat Indigence with his black feet
upon the cherries hearth aud Want, ever at
the threshold, and waiting but for the death
of that white headed, feeble old man to enter
in, deepened the thick gloom with his gaunt
forecast shadow Alas how could it be so !?
Was it possible that the enchanting smile with
which Adrieune Champfort received the neck
lace we know of from her delighted lover.
should cast its radiance upon the pawn-ticket Of
that same costly bauble, with her husband, then
of some seven sad years standing, placed in her
hand with a sour, fretful caution to put it safe
ly away? The truth was, neither had espoused
the intended person. Eugene Beaudesert,
Mademoisele Champfort'S ido!izing admirer,
was the nephew of Madame de Vauepre, heir
to the splendid mansion in the Faubourg st.
German, and the magnificent Chateau dem,
near Lyon, of which she had heard SO much
a young gentleman, moreover, having free war
ren of all the jewellers shops and mNdIsts es-
Establishments in Paris, the entrec of Tuilleries
balls, and possessed of thousand other trans
ferable and charming gifts and privileges
surely very different person from the pale,
care. worn, listless man, whose stockings she