Middletown transcript., 1868-01-04

pecl lNiTtuouS uuu eAeiDplaTy put now, Ill
foreign land and among unsophisticated
republicans (1795) what was the use Of
courtly refnements. .s 80. ..- a. ,.
Happy as hetwas in seeing her escape
from all the perils he had dreaded on her
own account, still he could but deplore the
future lot of the wife of his bosom. How
ever, with the prudent foresight of good
father and a kind husband, he nerved him
self against despair, and exerted himself to
render their condition less miserable than
that of many emigrants who were starving,
when the little money they had brought
over with them had been exhausted. Not
a word of English did he know but his
wife spoke it fucntly, and admirably we'll
They boarded at Mrs. Muller's, good
natured, notable woman, who, OIL every
occasion, showed the greatest respect and
admiration for her fair boarder; yet Mon
sieur de la Tour du Pin was in constant
dread lest the conversation of that good,
plain, and well-meaning woman might be
the cause of great enpui to his lady. What
a contrast with the society of such gentle
men as. M. dc Norbourne, NJ. de Talley-
rand, and the other high-minded and polish
ed nobility of Frmcel Whenever think
ing of this transition (particularly when
absent from his wife, and tilling the garden
of the cottage which they were going to
inhabit, he felt such pangs and heart
throbbings as to make him apprehensive
on his return to Mrs. Muler's to meet the
looks of his beloved wife, whom he expect
ed to see bathed in tears. Meanwhile the
good hostess would give him a hearty shake
of Ne hand, and repeat to him, d happy
husband happy husband ~ ,,,
AT last came the day when the fugitive
filnily left the boarding house of Mrs.
Muller to 60, to inhabit their little cottage,
When they were at last to be exempt from
want, with an only servant, a negro, a kind
Of Jack of all trades, viz: gardener, foot
man and cook. The last function NJ. de
la Tour de Pin dreaded most of all to see
him undertake. ..,.,,.....
1t was almost dinner time. The poor
cnligrant went into his little garden to
gather some fruit, and tarried as long as
possible. aOn his return home his wife
was absent; looking for her he entered the
kitchen, and saw a young country woman
who, with her back to the door, was knead-
ing dough; her arms of snowy whitcncss
were bare to the elbow. NJ de la Tour du
Pin started, the young woman turned round.
1t was his beloved wife, who had exchang-
cd her mpslins and silk for . country dress,
not as for a fancy ball, but to play the part
of q real farmers wife. At the sight of
her husband her cheeks crimsoned, and she
joined her hands in supplicating manner.
:" Oh my love, said she, do not laugh
at.me ] am as, expert as Mrs, Muller
Dearest, continued she, q if you knew
how easy itis. We, in moment, under
stand what would cost q country7woman
sometimes one or fwoycars Now we shall
be ,happy--you will no longer7be efrai4 OF
en'.ui for me, nor doubts about my abilities,
of which ] will give you many proofs. .
said she, looking with bcwitching smile
at him. "Come, come, you promised us
a salad, and | am going to bake to-mor-
row; the oven is hot. To-day the bread
Of the town will do-but oh hcnceforward
leave it to me"
From that moment, Madame de In Tour
du Pin kept her word; she insisted on
going herself to Boston l., sell her vege-
tables and cream cheeses. 1t was on such
an errand that Nj, de Tallyrand met her.
The day after he went to pay her visit,
and found her in the poultry yard, sur
rounded by host of fowls hungry chickens
and pigeons. ...r-.
She was all that she bad promised to be.
Besides, her health had been so much bene-
litted, that she seemed less tatigued by the
lousework than if she had attended all
Il ballsof the winter. Her beauty, which
had been remarkable in the gorgeous palace
of Versailles, was dazzling in her cottage
in the New World. NJ. de Tallsyrand said
so to her.
\ Indeed p replied she with navicte,
/" indeed, do you tb'nk s.? l am delight
cd to hear it. j woman is always and
everywhere proud Of her personal attrac-
tons"
AT that moment the black servant boltcd
into the drawing-room, holding in his
hand his jacket, with large rent in the
back ~
'' ATissis, him jacket torn; please mend
him."
She Immediately took needle, repaired !
Gullah's jacket, and continued the conver-
sation with charming simplicity.
This little adventure left a deep impress
sion on the mind of NJ. de Talleyrand, who
used to relate it with that tone Of voice
peculiar to his narrations. n, /
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