The Donaldsonville chief. [volume] (Donaldsonville, La.) 1871-current, 1872-08-03
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this was especially the case in the CON-
test between Mr.. Breckenridge and
General Combs, in 1s40. Out of these
affairs grew the authentic story OF the
incest widow in the bluegrass region.
Not far from the Forks of Elkhorn
lived the pretty little widow FAINT
leroy. and one of her nearest neigh
bors was General Peyton. The Gem
eral had looked upon the little widow
very much as he looked upon his
blooded horse Powhattan, " the finest
horse, sir, in the bluegrass region
The pretty Mrs. Fauntleroy had
been n widow more than year:
while the General, having great re-
gard for etiquette, had waited patient
IL for that time to elapse, in order to
declare himself. But the widow, with
her woman's art, kept her lover at
bay, vet kept him in her train.
He had escorted her to a barbecue
given by the Wings, and when return
ing had expressed his satisfaction at
the prospects of General Combs, and
the success of the Wing party.
The widow took sides with the DEM
ocratic party, and offered to wager
her saddle-horse, Gipsey, against the
Generals blooded nag, OF any thing
else she might fancy on his farm, that
the Democrats would prove victorious.
The Generals gallantry would not
allow him to refuse the wager, which
he promptly accepted. BY this time
they had reached the north Fork OF
Elkhorn, and were about to ford it
bridges were not plenty in those
days., when John Peyton, the Gener-
ais only son and heir, came up at a
sharp gait behind them. p
The widow turned and bowed to
John, and rode on into the stream,
but Il little behind her companion.
The east bank was very steep, and
required the horses to put forth nearly
all their strength to reach the top with
their loads. As luck would have it,
good or i'll, the widows saddle-girth
broke when just at the commencement
Of the steep part, and the lady, still
seated on her saddle, slid swiftly back
into the water, while her horse went
I'D the bank like an arrow. John
Peyton leaped from his horse, and i'll
an instant caught the floating lady
and saddle, and, before the General
had recovered from his astonishment,
was at the top of the bank with his
BURDEN The little widow was equal
to the occasion, for she begged the
General to ride on and stop her horse,
which had now begun to understand
his part in the mishap, and was in
creasing his gait towards home.
The General did as he was bid, and
soon returned with the horse. In the
meantime John Peyton had secured
his own horse, and when the General
came back with the widows horse she
and John were laughing merrily over
the ridiculous accident, but what fur
ther passed between them is only
known to themselves. John Peyton
repaired the broken girth, fastened
the saddle again ON the horse, placed
the lady in her seat, babe her good
evening, mounted his horse, and tax
ing another road down the Elkhorn
rode rapidly home, leaving the GEN
cral to escort the widow.
1t is not necessary to relate how he
entertained his fair companion with
ponderous anecdotes of Mr.. Clay and
other famous public men; but when he
reached the Fauntleroy place, he ac-
cepted the lady's invitation to dis
mount and take tea with her. After
having changed her wet clothing, the
pretty widow entertained her guest
with her brightest smiles and some
new songs. The General was delight
ed, and expressed his delight as Ken
lucky gentlemen of thatday would do
g You are the finest songstress, mad
am, in the blue grass region" %.
When he bid her goodnight and
shook hands with her ON the porch
the wicked little widow gave his hand
n little squeeze, only Il little, but il
thrilled like an electric shock through
his great, ponderous frame, while she
laughingly reminded him of his wager
That night in his dreams, the. little
Widow Fauntleroy was repeated SC
often, and in SO many bewitching
forms, that he resolved to propose to
her at their first meeting, nor did he
dream that he could be refused.
The next morning letter from his
i tobacco factor called General Peyton
to Louisville; and before his return
the political contest in the. Ashland
district was over; and, wonderful te
relate, John G. breckenridge, the
young Democrat, was elected to Con.
gress. General Peyton was both as
tonished and indignant. +" Mr.. Ckly's
district, sir, the finest Congressional
district in the blue-gra region, has
tlisgraced itself, sir,' was almost his
first remark to his neighbor, ColOne
Beaufort. 70 his son, John, he com.
lnunicated his intention of bringing
Mrs. Fauntleroy to adorn the head o
his table. ISIS aa
"Sir, she is the finest lady in the
blue grass region, and hope, sir
you viii always respect your future
mother
John, with a quiet smile, assured
him that he was pleased with his