The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1867-10-31
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THE LADY OF LAR0$E.
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These remarks wero duly, reported
to Emile Lamont, and they were
not likely to advance Sir Charles
Dashington's suit. Inquiries were in
stituted about his habits and pros
poets, and nothing very favorable to
that gentleman was eiicited. The
consequence was, that one evening
as Dashington was preparing to 20
to one Of his accustomed hannts e
vice, the following note was placed
In his hand:
''Mademoiselle Emile Lamont begs
leave to say to Sir Charles Dashington,
that he need not take the trouble TO
repeat his visit to Larose."
This unexpected termination of
his suit destroyed all Dashineton's g
hopes of retrieving his position, and
70 avoid the s'wrath that was to
come" from tailors, shoemakers and
other creditors. he fed s-c:: Paris 10
Baden-Baden, where he soon after
wards was killed in gambling quar-
rel with Russian nobleman.
The novel announcement of Emile
Lamont continued to attract many
persons to.Larose. They all admired
the beautiful grounds and magnifi-
cent reception room, but when Emf
lie appeared, her frightful face drove
them away in disgust.
At last, Victor ST. Aubyn, q Door
but accomplished youth, ventured
to advance his claims. He was of an
old, respectable family, which had
become impoverished during the
stormy days of the French Revolu-
ton. At twenty, Victor went to
Paris to begin the battle of life.
Like Alexander the Great, when he
set out to conquer the world, he took
nothing but hope; the Grecian hero
depended for success on his sword
Victor relied on his pen. He was q
graceful and elegant writer; but, poor
and friendless, his success was not
equal to his genius; he was obliged
to write for bread, not fame. Victor
was not discouraged by his want of
success. He was persuaded that the
dark clouds that hovered over him
would at last be dispelled. and that
the world would acknowledge his
merit. Young st. Aubyn's dreary ex-
1stence was sometimes frightened by
delightful dreams. In these exdui-
site movements his disappointment
was forgotten and his cheerful cham
ber was changed as by magic. He
saw before him galleries of light and
airy beauty, filed with lovely wo-
men, who crowned him with amaran-
thine wreaths as he approached.
One morning, while Victor was
dreaming gorgeous dream like this,
the ethereal fabric was suddenly de-
molished by gentleman coming in
and exclaiming. "Victor, would you
like to exchange this poor room for
charming retreat near Paris, beau
tiful villa in the midst of shadowy
groves and blooming gardens?"
Certainly; most desirable e1-
change, my dear Eugenel But how
is it to be done?"
"By marrying Emile Lamont"
"And pray, who is Emile La
mont?"
"Who is Emile Lamont? why, all
Paris is ringing with her name"
t"The sound has not assembled 80
high as my room. Tell me about
her."
sEmilie Lamont. better known as
the Lady of Larose, has announced
that she will accept the addresses of
any gentleman who pleases her, and
bestow upon him her heart and
fortune, if he can be satisfied with
an inconceivably ugly face. Many
have visited her, but only one gentle
man as yet has mustered up suf1i-
ciont courage to pop the question"
"Really, Eugene, this is a most
singular and interesting affair. am
tempted to visit the Lady of Larose,
merely out OF curiosity"
"Do so, Victor; perhaps something
may como of it. Goodbye"
CONCLUDED IN OUR NEXT.