The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1872-10-16
The INCEST Widow in the Blue GrasS
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Not far from the forks Of Elkhorn lived
the pretty little widow Fauntleroy, and
one oil hel nearest neighbors was Genera
Peyton. The General hGd looked upon
the little widow very much as he did up
on his bl0oded horse POwhattan-"thC
finest horse, sir, In the Blue Grass region
The pretty Mrs. FauntlGroy had been d
widow more than year, while tho Gen
eral, having a great regard tor etiquette
had waited patiently for that time to elapsG
in order to declare himself But the widow
with her womAn's art, kept her lover al
bay, and yet kept him Ia her train.
He had escorted her to this barbecue
and when returning had expressed hiG
satisfaction at the prospect Of Gen. Combs
and the success Of the wing party.
Tho widow took sides with tho Demo-
crazy, and offered to wager her blooded
saddle horse, Gypsey, or anything else on
her place, against Powhattan, or anything
else she might fancy on the generals
place.
The Generals gallantry would not allow
him TO refuse the wager, which he prompt.
ly accepted. By this time they had reach.
ed tho north fork oil Elkhorn, and were
about TO ford 1t bridges were not plenti-
lul In those days. when John Peyton, the
Generals only son and heir, came 10 at a
sharp gait behind them.
The widow turned and bowed to John,
and rode on into the stream, but o little
behind her companion. The east +, bank
was very steep, and required the horses TO
putforth all their strength to reach the
top with their loads.
+, AS luck would have 1t, good or iii, the
Widows girth broke just at the commence.
ment OF the steep part. The lady, still
seated on her saddle, slid swiftly back In.
TO the water, while her horse went up the
bank like an arrow
John Peyton leaped from his horse, and
In an instant caught the floating lady and
saddle, and before the General had recoy.
cred from his establishment, was at the top
oil the bank with bis burden: The little
widow was equal to tho occasion, for she
begged the General to ride on and stop her
horse, which had now begun to under
stand his part in the mishsp, and was be-
ginning to increase his gait toward home.
The General did as he was bid and soon
returned with the horse. In the mean
time John Peyton had secured his own
horse, and, when tho General came back
with the widows horse, she and John were
laughing merrily over tho ridiculous acct.
dent, but what further passed between
them il only known 10 themselves.
John Peyton repaired the broken girth,
fastened the saddle again on tho horse,
placed the lady in her seat, babe her good
evening, mounted his horse, and taking
another road down the Elkhorn, rode rap.
idly home, leaving the General to escort
the widow.
1t Is not necessary to relate how he en-
tertaincd hisfair companion with ponder.
Gus anecdotes Of GIr. Clay and other fa-
nous public men; but when he reached
the Fauntleroy place, he accepted lhe
lady's invitation to dismOunt and take tea
with her.
After having changed her wet clothing,
tho pretty widow entertained her guest,
with her brightest smiles and some new
songs. The General was delighted, and
expressed his delight as Kentucky gen
tlemen Of that day would have done.
"You are the finest songstress, madam,
in the Blue Grass region"
When he bid her good night and shook
hands with her on the porch, the wicked
little widow gave ishand little squeeze
only little-but 1t thrilled like On cleo.
trio shock through his great ponderous
frame while she lauohingly reminded him
OF his wager. That night, in his dreams,
the little widow Fauntleroy was repeated
so often, and in SO many bewitching forms,
that he resolved to poOpOse 10 her ut their
first meeting, nor did he dream that he
could be refused.
The next morning letter from his to-
bacco factor called Gen. Peyton to Louis.
vile. and before his return the political
contest in the Ashland district was over,
and, wonderful to relate, John G. Breck-
inrldge, the young Democrat, was elected
to Congress.
Gen. Peyton was both astonished and
indignant MIR. Olsy's district, sir, the
finest Congressional district in the Blue
Grass region, has disgraced itself, sir"
was almost his first remark to his neigh
Dor, Col. Beaufort ~ az .,
To his son John he communicated his
intention of bringing Mrs Fauntleroy to
adorn the head OF his table,
"Sir she Is the finest lady in the Blue
Grass region, and l hope, sir, you will al
ways respect your future mother"
3 John with quiet smile, assured him
that he was pleased with his choice. This
n1nnsnd tho GpnerA1 hiUhtv fOr hn had