Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1872-02-06

ttle mere ulu AraOclia Hrst meet
him ?"
"Oh on the beach. several evenings
ago. when she and |, as YOU remember,
went out for walk"
But who introduced him ?n
"Oh he introduced himself, for, see, it
was this way. Arabella was picking up
shells, and going close to the water rs
she did So Well, n great wave came in,
which she did not observe; it rushed up
and up the sands, and came almost to her
feet; then. for the first time, she saw it.
and screamed The count was walking
there mt the time, and hearing her cry,
hurried up. He was SO polite. and we'll
bred, and was dressed so gcntlemanlike,
and was so handsome--oh. mamma, dear!
I've been dying to tell you"
"And he is really countP"
.'Of course he is. He has. he says,
great estates on tho Danube, and has
only come over here for the summer.
He's very romantic; says he never will
marry but for love. and wants to mary
an American girl, because they marry for
love only. shouldn't wonder" and here
her voice fell to n whisper. ''it he coaxes
Arabcls 10 elope with him-hc says
that's so much more romantic than an
ry.dav marriage
Mrs. Simpson could hardly conceal her
qualification. She began 10 build castles
in the air Immediately OF course, If
Arabela married Hungarian Count, es.
pccially one who had great estates, she
would ask one or more oi her sisters 10
visit her: and what was more certain
than that other counts would bc iaScnat-
ed and the dear girls married off, one
after another, to foreign noblemen. MIS-.
Simpson had always heard that the Aus.
trian court was the most aristocratic in
Europe, and she already saw herself a
distinguished visitor at the court. because
the mother.in law OF numerous Austrian
and Hungarian magnates.
That evening, Mrs. Simpson. with her
two eldest daughters, went to take tea
with friend At one of the other hotels
Her molherly heart could not ref ain from
telling her friend Of Arabella's good luck
All nj once. in the very midst of her
story. Arabclla tainted away.
When the usual restoratives were ap
piled, she recovered; but she only said.
when pressed FOR an explanation: "Oh
take mo away-take me away! -
But Victoria drew her mother aside ;
IL know what's tho matter" she said.
"Only to think of it, The Hungarian
Count is the head waiter OF this hotel. |
recognized him at once, and so did
Aiabrla" "
The tour other duIiful daughters were
awaiting on the piazza, the return of
their mother and sisters When they
saw Mrs. Simpson returning with hor
riiied couutenance. they cried with one
accord
oh ma what is the natter ?"
THAT wicked, wicked girl :"
"Ala. dear ma, what is il 2"
"Go pact your trunks at once; we are
going home; aud shall never bring you
anywhere again. till You have got some
sense
"Oh, ma what is ilg You can't leave
lhe Hungarian Count. What will Ara
bella do? Where is her beau ?" asked
| one of the younger girls
Her beau, the count ?" Mrs Simpson
gasped The count wasn't count, ut
ALL" Her voice rose To scream. ''He
was the head-waiter"s
"Ohr was the answer $50, Ara
bella has had Irritation with n head
waiter -
Arabela hung down her head and
wept Victoria, Matilda, and the three
other Miss Simpsons groaned aloud.
Mrs Simpson waved her righ, hand TO
the girls ,ragically.
"Ungrateful children we start for
home at once Thus ends our summer
trip"
Mr.. Simpson, Mrs. Simpson, and the
six Misses Simpson, with seven large
trunks, and two little ones, left the
Branch on the next train. They all wore
thick wells, except Mr. Simpson. | be.
lieve the girls are searching diligently
after sense.
Iiphapnv Arahplla