The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1862-10-23
A BlindfOld Marriage.
BY GEORGE AIKEN.

monarch of France, were assembled in the chap
Ell of the great Trianon to witness the nuptials
1f Louis, Count of Franche Compte-a natu-
raj son of the King-wth Lvdonie Duchess
du Balverne, wealthy heiress
The singular feature of the ceremony was
that the bridegrooms eyes were bandaged with
d white handkerchief s....
This circumstance excited the wonder of all
Had the bride been old and ugly they would
not have been surprised. On the contrary, she
| was yonng and quite pretty.
The King alone understood this strange freak
OF the bridegroom, and, though much enraged
ne prudently held his peace aud suffered the
ceremony to proceed.
| A few words will explain the motives OF the
bridegroom.
When Louis XIV came back from his great
campaign i'll The Paatnate, he determined 10
unite his son. whose valor and daring in the
war had greatly pleased HIM, to one ofthe veal
thy wards OF his crown. ., u.....
He proposed the union to the young Duchess
of Balverne, and found her favorably inclined.
She had just come TO court, having just emery
ed from the convent where she bad completed
her education.
She had seen the young Count often, though
he had never deigned to cast glance upon her
She knew he was brave and noble, and she
thought handsome. The bar>slnister in his
g. OoSulChOOA was AAo OpJOCt1Ou' que dCCopbOu
him. Fa
| Unfortunately Louis of Franche Comte, who,
| like his father, was something of reprobate,
would not accept her. -
My son, said the great King. I have resolv~
ed that you shall marry
My worthy sire and most excellent father,
returned the Count, i have resolved to do no
! such thing =
The King frowned He was not in a habit of
hahn On lot.
4 have made formal proposition, in your
name, for the hand of the Duchess of Baliverne,
adm she has accepted you. said he, gravely.
Doubtless, sEeered the young scrapegrace,
her taste is excellent, ami could she refuse me
Perhaps it would have beeen as well to have
consulted my iuciinations in the matter l do
not wish TO marry
Are you in love wiki any one?
No t.ia. -s
Then love nv Duchess. She is noble. veal.
thy
Lam your son-that is nobility enough : he
bowed low As hr spoke, and the King smiled at
the compliment; and the Jews trust me-what
couti do With more gold .
'Sae j. hn pfeltiest women in my court p
I'm riied Of pretty wone'; they are always
foes. r. .-.rr v..r ia. r-.
Gould yea see her you you'd be sure to fall
in love with her.
i never will see her answered the Count
| determIned.y -# --#
| See her not. you shall! marry her ! cried
! the King III rage.
III do | Ii marry her with my eyes shut ie-
turned he Count. BIDS sHa 4s g4.
The KING grew purple with passion, to .at
'Hark boy You owe me obedience as Il
subject aud son. 1t is my will that you be-
STOW your hand upon the Duchess de BaIiverne.
The wedding snail take place this day fortnight
Submit to my will with q good grace, and |
will create you Duke on year wedding day.
Dare to disobey me, and | shall strip you of
your titles and the lands you hold from me and
cast you into the Bastile.' ..s,.... / &.
| Tins was what had brought the Count Of
| Francbe Compile blindfold to be married
The King smiled grimly, but said nothing
The Count placed the ring upon the finger
of his BRIDE, but he did not salute her, aud
when the ceremony was over he turned his
| back upon her, took the handkerchief from his
eyes, and walked deliberately ont of the chaps
| ell ' -f## 3. .r-. 3 EH.-tf-.t-
Lydoue pouted her pretty lips, and was al
most ready to cry with vexation.
! The King took her in charge, escorted her to
| her carriage, and they were conveyed to the no.
tel her husband occupied.
'Hele you are, my dear, said the King, con
duc'ing her through the apartments he had ex.
| pressly furnished for her reception 'hele you
! are, al home s3r
But where is my husband asked Lydonie.
| SHY boy! muttered the King, lookl' & very
much annoyed Never mind, my dear, he is
yvul qsoand; the rest Will come IN tme
What is he use OF having a husband If he
| Will not ,oUk at you? pOuted Ly DOME n.
lie shsn look at on. or | will send him to
the Bastile~
| On no cried Lydnnie, do not force him to
look at me If he ha not curiosity enough
10 see what kind "f wife he has got, I'm sure
! | do not wish TO obiige hun TO look at me.
| see how 1t is she continued a sad expression
| stealing over her countenance. Sir, you have
forced the Count into this union ..- I'D. r..
t.s The King cougbed and looked guilty.
OH! cried Lydon;e, with anguish, 'he never
loved me, then-he will never love mel
Why should you care?
Because l love him, Answered Lydonie in
nocently.
Love him p af ~ Halaa
'Oh, so dearly; that is why I marry him.
had loved him from the moment first behel(
him. And now that am his wife, he will no
look at me-
Lydonie burst into a flood of tears, and sanl
upon the sofa. =. s
The King pitied her sincerely but what couIC
lie do2 He had forced his son to marry her
, but he could not force him to love her.
: He thought OF the Bastile. 1t would not max
him love his wife to send him there. ... a..
We'll we'll you are his wife. | will make
, him Duke,a dare say you'll find him home
before morning
: With these wards The King withdrew. ~.
, LydonIe was left alone with her sorrow. Blu
: she Was not oue 10 droUp long She soon dret
her tears and looked all the better for them
like a 1870 alter shower. -I rl
Her old nurse came in.and together they in
| supc. ed Dpr hpma VyhIpb IIVINUIp f0uuj
entirely t. hzr satisfaction.
The Count did not come homa that night.
A wee passed by and he did not make hi
appearance Lydnoie came to the conclusio
int- he never you'd come r-r
SIZE knew it was useless to appeal TO tn
2 kng IL, had made Frsuche Compte Duk,
buf e coj,id do nothing fof her a.
She d, rilnlued TO ascertain what her hn0
band was about
gence, and, ike all wives who place spy III
on their husband movements, she was not q
all pleased with the news she received
The Duke was pluaging into all kinds of dis
> spation. He making love to all the pre;t
dAug hters OF the shopkeepers in the Rue 5
Aitoine. a.
In facr, for newly married man his conduc
was shameful.
q TO leave me to run after such eap.aiIe = 81
: claimed Lydonie.
> She paused suddenly. An idea had en.ere
her brain. She determined to act upon it.
While she is meditatlng upon it. let US Sc
d what the Duke is about.
One night, about eight days after his mai
i riage, the Duke, plainly attIreCl, and muffled !
il cloak, roamed through the Faubouig S
i. Antoine, as was his wont, in quest of adven
lures.
As he turned the corner of one of those nAr
u row James that intersceted that quar5er at tbi
e perio d, piercing shrek hurst upon his ca
4 mingled with suffocating CITES for assista nee.
The Dukes sword was ut in an Instant. II
was brave and rash. Without a moment
e thought he plunged into ;he lane.
= He beheld female st struggling in the gras
' of man
The nlan few nrecinik ateIu IF his annrnacl