The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1866-05-26
LITERATURE

but none of which possess the elements OF per-
maneDt popularity. The literary world was
startled by the appearance OF " Granville
de Vipne," some wears ago; it was pleasantly
ecandalized by the avidity with which ''Strath-
more" was sought after in the early part Of the
winter and we predict for "Chandos' a popu-
lariy as great and transient its predecessors.
The story is written in style which we may
aptly term literary champagne.
1t is light, frothy, brilliant and sparkling.
1t seems as though such characters as are de-
scribed would naturally talk in Just the very
manner which "0uida" portrays. We are at a
loss to Judge of the of the author or authoress
from the work, and have hardly any more clue
than that found in the nom de plume. If it is a
lady, she must have mixed freely with the fastest
sort of Continental life, and evidently knows
more Of the world than the rest of her fair
sisters; and we are inclined to think it is
woman, as there are certain strokes in the plot
which would hardly have been introduced by
man. 1t is delciously spicy, rscT wicked sort
of production, and Just such one as every
one win abuse and every one will read. We
have spoken of its conversational style, amusing
and piquant; we will quote few paragraphs,
merely as a sample:-
'D1d YOU see C1auuOs ubp III bue rug JO-udyg
-Four nhand grevs set OF outrtders, cream-and
silver lIvenes -prettest thing ever seen in the
park" Sald winters of the First Guards .,,
az handos has gwen thousand for Wild Gera.
nium-best bit of blood out OF Danesbury; safe 70
WIN at the Ducal," said the Marquis of Bawood.
"Cnanoos has bought the litlans at the Due de
Valere's sale the nation ought to have hidden for
them" said the Earl of Bougemont .-
Nations much better off, he's given them TO the
country" said StentOr, very great artcritc.
"You don't mean II" said the Duke OF Argentine
'That man would give his head away"
AID ohA( (ol.a,n ht1 fnE ~ Inh
Office" SAID George Lorn, who was cynical dandy.
Flora has been faithful three months: Chandos
IS a sorcererw yawned Sir Phpps Lacy, talking of a
beautiful sovereign OF the equivOca world,
"I hanoos has a bot'omless purse my dear Sir
Phipps; there's the key to Floras new constancy,"
"You have read Lucrece' of course9 There is no
writer in Europe like Chandos such wit sucl
pathos such power. had the early sheets before it
was published" said the Duchess OF Belamour,
"Tucrece' is the most marvellous thing since
Pelham"
1.-THE most poetic since Byronw
f'Oh, 1t Is a poem in prose"
''And yet such exquisite satire"
"Alfred de Musset never prored human nature so
deeggyH o..,,,oa ,o,s,,,o,.n
Certainly not you know 1t is IN the sixth edition
already" .,,,
So the talk round at a garden-party near
Richmond among the guests of Bourbon prince,
and for once the proverO was wrong and the absent
was found by his friends in the right, with uni
Versal vote of alteration. When the sun IS at his
noon, and they baskng in his light the whole
floral world turn after him in doatIy II he ever set
perhaps they hang their heads, and hug the night
damp, and nod together in condemnation OF the
spots hat dlmmed their fallen gods beauty; they
have spoken of them before but they have all
seen them; and then the judicous flower will sigh
vote OF censure.
Chow late are youv cried the Countess de la
Vivarol making room Ior HIM beside her in a sum-
mer concert-room as the idol of the hour appeared
at last Tor halt an hour IN the princes grounds.
Madame de la Vlvarol was the most bewitchlug of
Parisiennes and the loveest of court beauties with
q form as exquisite as Pauline Bonaparte's, and
hazel eyes OF the divnest mischief and languor. A
faIrer thing than this iarest OF ia honabe expresses
was never seen at Longchamps on great race-day,
or in the Sale des Marechaux at a reception; vet
such IS the lngratltude or inconsistency OF nature,
Chandos looked less at her than at q strange face
some distance from him, although he had for the
charming countess than If she had worn silver
label silver collar round her neck to denote his
proprietorship, like his retriever Beau Sire, his
pet deer down at Clarencieux Madame noted the
7eSe-mojestei she not woman TO forgive IL, and
still less q woman to complain oft.
"They are tai king about 'Lucrece' Ernest They
worship it," she said dropping her lovely mellow,
LAUGHING, starlike eyes on him.. They had fallen on
him with effect twenty months before, IN the soft
mOonlie hit on a certain balcony at Compiegne.
He laughed. He cared little what the world said
OF him; he had ruled 1t too long to be its slave.
al deed And do the, read itP"
Eyes They do read you," laughed Madame, too,
"hough they would swear to you on hea1rsay just so
"Ah! L would prefer half dozen who would critl-
Cze it"
'IUiS-tOt HOW uDgratetul you 9re!'
"BecSuse my head does not get turned? That was
Sullas worse CRIME to mankind. Thev say Lucrec9
masterpiece because It is IN its fifth eduon, and
they expect to be intoxicated with such discern
ing applause" said Chandos. with his melodious,
amused laugh, Gear and gay as a womans. Fame
had come TO him so young he had gained the worlds
jncense with so little effort, that he held Doth IN
Cerlnin nonchaant mockery
"To be sure! when men go mad II they get one
grain OF applause, it Is very OlscouTteous IN you
TO keep cool when you have hundred. WHAT a
reflection It is upon them! Where are you look
''WheIe can I be oOking?" he said with a smile,
as he turned his eyes full upon her. 1t would not
have done TO confess to the countess that he was
scarcely needing her words becausela face TaIer to
him had caught his gaze in the fashionable crowd
lhe countess gave nttle skeptical meaning arch
OF her delicate eyebrows. "She Is yerv beautiful,
mon orni, but her beauty win not do tor you"
"Whyp
There was a itt'e eagerness in the tome and an
unconscious seltbeTayal that she had penetrated his
thoughts
"B, cause the rassage to it will he terrible" said
Madame de la VIvarol with shiYer OF her per
tuned laces. Her teeth were set IN rage uhdel
the soft, laughing, rose-nued lips; but she could
play her pretty, care ess vaudeville without sign
''lCrrbiei you pique nv curiosity l have nc
1OnUness, though, for tempests in my love affairs.
Enl'amour 81 rien n est amer
Qu'on est sot de ne pas aimerl
Quand esE sot alors que l'on aimel
Terrible, 700? In what wayP"
4" ar Ia porte du marriage" said La Vivarol Will
silyery laugh.
Cbandos laughed, too, as he leaned over he
char.
"Ierrble indeed then. 1t were too much to pay
for Heenl You have dIsenchanted me at once
80 tell me now who she is" Hs.
mot i / am not a master of the ceremon ies ,
There was certain dark, angry flash under the cur
OF her silky lashes that he knew very well.
am hit g out of your 1ayor TO day, HeloiseG
said Cbandos, accusediy The passing storm OF
mistress's jealousy was the darkest passage hi
coudless and insouciant life had encountered "
know my crime; was not at your reception las
night"