The New York herald., 1861-12-28

MARcHIoNEss' coRoNEr.
'si was Respondent and inyigorating autumn
tnerning. in the month Of October, 1881, as the
clock announced the ninth hour that a venerable
old man rung for admission to an ancient hotel in
the Rue de yendome. The porter, rushing to meet
hiLl, placed his finger to his lips to enoin silence
whilst crossing the court yard.
"Mademosee has not yet arisen, Monsieur le
President, and you know how soicitous the Wis
countess is that her daughters rest shall not BE-
disturbed
Spoiled child !" muttered the president, shrug-
,ging his shoulders. perhaps may find some one
70 announce me to her mother, are the servants,
Like their young mistress, asleepW
THE footmen are certainly in the ante te-chamber
sir, but dare not ring, for Madame would repri
,mand me-"
The old man, proceeding on his way, ascended
hall the aged housekeeper. STOPPING under large
bundle OF linen she was bearing
Good morning. Mrs. Angile," exclaimed the
tremely lyAbusy to-day. Can Madame be seen?''
MADAME la Viscountess in occupied in the draw
ing room, arranging the bridal gifts and marriage
prepared when she awakes. The grand reception
takes place this morning. vixen all the lady friends
OF mademcsele and the aoauaintances Of Madame
will be present to examine our magnificent pre-
CINE how busily we are now employed. If Monsieur
will follow me, will announce him but please to
step yerygently-mademoiselle sleep is SO light.'
h " Verify, Mrs. Angle, you are here In the pa
lace Of the sleeping beauty of the wood. You are
ali governed by the whims of this little girl,
who leads You about like so many simpletons, her
mother ut the head. Heaven forgive the TRUTH!
At this instant the ringing Of . bell echoed vio-
lently throughout the hotel.
There" whispered the housekeeper, Mon
seur has awakened her. She must have detected
noise. What will Madame say?"
" Rest assured" responded the president, I" nei-
Eher you nor have walked her. She is aroused
by thoughts OF her marriage, and the desire to be-
hold and admire her handsome presents! Alas,
frivolous glrls human natlre is ever the same in
you; revolutions effect no change in your whims
or coquetresf
The housekeeper disappeared.
Soon alter dainty, gente ell waiting maid crossed
the ante-chamber, bearing in her hand one. of the
choicest nosegays from Madame Prcyost's. She
bent her steps towards an apartment commanding
view OF the garden, and whose wide doors, tapes
tried with velvet. intercepted at the same time the
air and hustle without. Entering cautiously, and
by the vacillaiag light Of the night lamp, she ap
preached the windows and slowly opened the shut
ters. ray from the sun penetrated into the
chamber, When fresh, silycry voice issued from
the delicate muslins and rosy lustrms Of the bed,
asking:-
What time is it, Josephine?"
/" Nine O'Clock, miss
9 Has my bouquet arrived YETI Is it pretty.n
" it is magnificent, miss, and here it is"
pretty hand, slender aud white, separated the
curtains las fresh and white as the hand that moved
chem, and eagerly seized the camelias and violets.
Has Monsieur de Monza sent no message? Has
he not Wrttcngi
fes, Miss he has written Madame Ia Wis.,
countess.H
'Where is the letter."
MADAME has it,
81 wisht Fetch it to me-"
The waiting maid hurriedly departed to execute
her errard, scarcely had she left the apartment
ere another jerk at the bell summoned her to re-
turn.
"ls the drawing room prepared? Has my nup-
tial outfit arrived yen''
ut was brought this morning and everything is
arranged"
ASK my mother to come hither; wish to
see her. Make haste! l am dying with impa-
tieace.N4
'Mademoiselle will excuse me. am not very
we'll"
'Wby did you not inform mo? Be watchful Of
your health, Josephine; I wish it. But call
mother"
A few moments succeeded when the yiscountess
Of Chamarante entered the apartment, and run
ming to her daughters bedside, threw open the
curtains
"Dcar child, have you slept well?' inquired she
Who woke you up! Perhaps it was your guar
dian, who has just arrived; II is Just like him.
dear mother,r replied Bea;rix, revelling like a
pet kitten among her lace pillows, "the desire Of
seeing my wedding presents walked me-"
Everything is ready in the drawing room. I
rose very early and have arranged the bridal gifts
with Mrs. Angile. The presents Of the Marquis
have but iust arrived
care they bcautiful?"
'They are queeny. Come with me and examine
every thing before breakfast
II feel so much more comfortable in my bed !
Nevertheless, should like e see the gifts.'
THAT would be rather difficult
"A!as, no! they might be brought hercr
only think OF i! have spent two hours in ar
ranging them nicely"
Josephine said N the indupent ind etu mother ol' nm.
easily, 'go and ask3irs. Angie if it is possible to
bring the wedding presents 70 THIS room.'
And the outfit also want ALL"
Take my servants" continued Madame "and
those Of my daughter. The latter will assist you'
BeatIix recovered her compcsure and continued
propourding questions to which the viscountess
answered without Interruption
Surrounded with those brilliant lustrms, amidst
the rich decorations Of the boudoir, the mother and
daughter formed charming tableau-thc former
young and beautiful, filled with joy and fondness
the latter, in her sixteenth year. blonde, delicate
and plump, appearing, in the disorder of her night
attire, with her long hair unastened, and her
ehemise drooping FROM her shoulder, as pretty and
luscious as the roses of her bouquet--both blithe
and gicesomc, cherishing bright and hopeful visions
OF the future. How glorious appeared the plea
SAINT prospect Of life opening before them'
The presents and outfit were produced, and the
he'd was speedily decked with the contrivances Of
fashion and luxury-South Sea pearls, diamonds
from Go.conda, and the most precious tissues Of
Thibet, China and Europe. An admirable cashmere
especially attracted the attention of Beatrx.
"Hbw exquisite this is mother; don't you think
so? But, alas It is yellow-it's yellow! This can
not be for me; the marquis could not have intended
a yellow cachmere for me, a blonde! Mother. do
send to his honse n is a mistake, no doubt. Let
it be changed for a blue one.n
'He will come, my dear: II il not worth the
trouble Of sendingn
.'He will arrive too late. just think of il: its
this evening. Send for him---despatch quickly.n
me order was given, and messenger iinme-
diately despatched.
The yo.ing girl rose and hastily donning morn
OfeSS, made
habille toilets, which, in the bloom of youth. be-
come an adornment. The marquis arrived. and
was welcomed with all the aurements Of a be.
trothed OF sweet sixteen who desires to obtain a
favor from her intended lord and master
Ihe Marquis OF Monza--twenty-six years of age
was an elegant ami finely moulded man of medium
stature, and features animated with the yigor al
health. His life had been mostly spent in a cha.
ssau in the centre OF France, wcie his education
9swe as the cares OF his lands aud properties had