The Hancock Jeffersonian. [volume] (Findlay, Ohio) 1857-1870, 1867-08-09
LOCKE & BLYMYER, Proprietor.

/ ana Emile Lamont was ann0unc6d
Dashington rose and advanced 4
meet the person who entered. II
was prepared to see face ugly, in
deed, but when his eyes fell upon TIL
frightful features of the lady h
shrank back with an exclamation o
horror. Her lips were withered an'
bloodless; her eyes were sunk deel
into their sockets; her large and mis-
shapen nose was q revolving object
and her skin was dry and yellow a.
an Egyptian mummy.
Without appearing tonotice Dash
ington's embarrassment, Emile wei
coined him to Lsrose in few sweet
Ily spoken words; and, to his sur
prise, she spoke in English with ,
islight but charming accent; fol
among many accomplishments o
this singular creature was a perfect
knowledge of the modern languages
Sir Charles was somewhat reassured
by her kind welcome and winning
voice; and he succeeded in Overcom.
ing, or At least concealing the dis.
gust which the horrible ugliness OF
her face had at first occasioned. Az
ter long preliminary conversation
he ventured to approach the subject
which had brought him to Larose.
"MademOiselle," he said, with q
bow, "if I did not know that the
Garden of Eden was in Asia, should
think that ] had found it to-day in
your delicious retreat"
"Sir Charles Dashington is pleased
to fatter my poor Larose.
"Mademoiselle, it is not fiattery;
the beauty and splendor of yOul
grounds far surpassed all my expec
tations. o. how dream-like my life
would be passed in this lovely spot,
With congenial companion to share
its sweets this place would be par
adise on earth"
"What do you mean by congo
nial companionF" Emile asked.
"One who possesses an apprecia-
ting love of nature; one who finds q
greater delight in books than in balls;
one who prefers meditation and study
to the friyolities of modern society," u
"You say nothing Of beauty-is
not that requisitep'' demanded EN-
ilie. who saw the serpent lurking be-
meath his fowery language.
Give me the lasting beauties oi
the mind, and care not for the IA
ding beauties of pretty face" cried
Dashington.
Soon after this the interview ter.
minated, and Sir Charles rose % de,
part. Emile told him he should
hear from her in a week.
Il shall expect your communica
tion with impatience, said Dashing
ton, bowing himself from the room.
AS he crossed the long gallery to
reach his carriage, he muttered, in 6
sufficiently loud tone to be overheard
by d servant who had kept close be
hind him:
"What monster! But for the GOLD
that gilds her bideous face, l never
could have gone through that inter.
view. But her manners are easy and
elegant, and her voice--how can suct
sweet sounds proceed from sucn re-
pulsive lipsf"
These remarks were duly reported
to Emile Lamont, and they were not
iikeiy to advance Six Charlss Dash
ington's suit. Inquiries were insti
tuted about his habits and prospects,
and nothing very favorable to that
gentleman was elected. The con
sequence was, that one evening a:
lDashington was preparing to go te
one of his accustomed haunts Of vice
the following note was placed in his
hands:
"Mademoiselle Emile Lamont begs
leave to say to Sir Charles Dashing
ton that he need not take the trouble
to repeat his visit to Larose."
This unexpected termination of his
suit destroyed all Dashington's hopes
of retrieving his position, and &c
avoid the wrath that was to come
from tailors, shoemakers and other
creditors, he fed from Paris to Baden
Baden, where he soon afterwards was
killed in a gambling quarrel with 6
Russian nob.eman.
The novel announcement OF Emile
Lamont continued to attract many
persons to Larose. They all admired
the beautiful grounds and magnificent
reception room, but when Emile sp-
peared, her frightful face drove them
away in disgust.
At last Victor st. Aubyn, poor
but accomplished youth, ventured tn
! advance his claims. He was of al
old respectable family, which had be
come impoverished during the stormy
days of French Revolution. Al
twenty, Victor went to Paris to begin
I the battle of life. Like Alexandei
the Great, when he set out to conquer
the world, he took nothing but hope
the Grecian hero depended for sue
cess on his sword; Victor relied OF
his pen. He was a graceful and ele-
giant writer; but, poor and friendless
his success was not equal to his gen
ius; he was oliged to write for bread
not fame. Victor was not discour
aged by his want of success. HI
was persuaded that the dark cloud:
which hovered over him would a
last be dispelled and that the world
would acknowledge his merit
Young st. Aubyn's dreary existence
was sometimes frightened by de
liehtful dreams. In these exqnisits
moments, his disappointment was
forgotten and his cheerful chamber
was changed asif by magic He saw
before him galleries of light and airy
J., beauty filled with lovely women, wh'
! crowned him with amaranthin'
wreaths as he approached. On
morning, while Victor was dreaming
q gorgeous dream like this, the eth
lereal fabric was suddenly demolish
ed by a gentleman entering and ex
claiming, "Victor, would you like Il
] exchange this poor room for charm
ling retreat near Paris, a beautiful
villa In the midst of shady grove
and blooming gardens?"
Il "Certainly; q most desirabl
J change, my dear Eugene! But hoV
lis it to be done?'
i "By marrying Emile Lamont"
Sand pray who is Emile La
mont?"
II "Who is Emile Lamont? why, al
Paris is ringing with he- name"
Il The sound has not aseended 81