The state rights democrat. [volume] (Albany, Linn County, Oregon) 1865-1900, 1872-02-16

to Emile Lamont, and they were not
likely TO advance Sir Charles Dash
ington's suit. Inquiries were institut-
ed about his habits and prospects, and
very favorable to that gentle
man was elected. The consequence
was, that one evening as Dashing:on
was preparing to go To one of his ac-
customed haunts of vice, the follow
ing note was placed in his hand
"Mademoiselle Emile Lamont begs
leave to say 90 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 to avoid
the "wrath that WAS To come" from
tailors, shoemakers and other credi-
tors, he fed from Paris to Baden Bad
en-, where he soon afterward was kill.
ed in gambling quarrel with Rus
sian nobleman.
The above announcement of Emile
Lamont continued TO attract many
persons to Larose. They all admired
the beautiful grounds and magnificent
reception room, but when Emile APP
peared, her frightiul face drove them
away in disgust.
At last Victor st. Aubyn, poor
but accomplished youth, ventured to
advance his claims. He was of an
old, respectfully family which had be-
come impoverished during the stormy
days of the French revolution. 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-Nictor relied on his pen
He was graceful and elegant writer,
but poor aud friendless, his success
was not equal to his genius. lie was
obliged to write for bread. not fame
Victor WAS not discouraged 10y his
want of success. He was persuaded
that the dark clouds which so long
hovered over him would ut last be
and that the world would
acknowledge his merit. Young ST.
Aubyn'J dreary existence was some
times frightened by delightful dreams
In these exquisite moments his disap.
pointment was forgotten aud his cheer
tul chamber was changed As by magic.
He saw before him galleries of light
and airy beauty, filled with lovely
women, who crowned him with amar-
anthine wreaths as he approached.
One morning while Victor was dream
ing gorgeous dream like this, the
ethereal fabric was suddenly demolish-
ed by gentleman coming in and ex-
claiming: Victor, would you like to
exchange this poor room for a charm.
ing retreat near Paris-a beautiful villa
in the midst ofshady groves and bloom.
ing gardens"
"Certainly-a most desirable ex-
change, my dear Eugene. Blu: how
is it TO bedoncy'
BY marrying Emile Lamont
And pray, who is Emile lamont
"Who is Emile Lamont: Why, all
Paris is ringing with her name"
uc sOhtisE HAS not asCtuuEu SO
high as my room. Tell me about her.
Emile 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 hand and for
tune, if he can he satisfied with an
inconceivably ugly face. Many have
visited her, but only one gentleman
as yet has mustered up sufficient cour-
age to pop the question"
s''Really, Eugene, this a most singu-
lar apd interesting affair. / am
tempted to visit the Lady of Larose
merely out of curiosity"
''Do so, Victor; perhaps something
may come out Of it. Goodby."
a few days after this conversation,
Victor put on the best suit of clothes
that his scanty wardrobe contained,
and proceeded to visit the Lady oi
Larose. He did not go at once to
the house, but wandered about the
grounds delighted with the beauty OF
the scene. A new surprise met him
at every turn. In one place he came
to little rivulet running through the
grassy turf, which was gemmed with
a thousand flowers. Here he came
across a grotto, whose cool recesses
woed him to enter. In another place
he saw fountain of water sparkling
in the sunlight. He reached the flow.
cry eminence, which was adorned
with a pavilion SO dellcately con
structed that it might have been the
work Of fairy hands. Around and
about the spot gorgeous pheasants
and stately peacocks walked with
pompous steps. AT last his eyes rest
ed upon the crowning glory of the
scene-the superb villa of Larose.
Victor advanced with hesitating
steps to the magnificent porch, where
he was met by servant, who politely
invited him to walk into the house.
Entering the saloon, the poor young
man amazed at the splendid display
lie began to repent OF his presump
ton in daring to offer himself as I
suitor to the possessor of SO mucf
wealth; he dreaded to meet the Lady
of Larose, and thousand times HI
wished himself back in his poor cham
ber.
While occupied with the though
the door opened and Emile Lamon
entered. Victor arose and bowed al
she came forward. without raising hi
eyes to her face. With a voice a
angels when welcoming souls t.
elysian bliss, she addressed him, AM
on the subject which is always inter
esting to every man-himself.
"May | ask whether you are Mon
| sieur ST. Aubyn. the poet ?"