The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1873-03-22

oNitiS, oSo up W UHC WI. Slahotouh ci lhoe
: day in an Independent business. Fasci-
mated essence of wealth of which fortune
: had given him glimpse, he turned dia-
mond merchant, and made in that capac-
ity considerable fortune. But he had
, never lost sight of the great Emerald of
; which he had caught that glimpse in his
younger days; and at last the time seemed
to be at hand when he might, without risk,
have made the prize his own.
No wonder that he had gone home in a
rage; no wonder that his wrath had fallen
upon poor Felicia, or Pearl as her lover
chose to call her, from some fancy about
her wilderness and her opal eyes. All that
evening he sat by himself in a rage-like
bear with q very sore head, indeed. The
next morning, when he came down to his
breakfast he found himself alone; and he
missed, as men do. the customary atten-
tons to their morning comforts which, as
long as they have them, they scorn, but
which they miss none the less when they
lose them. This time his angry bell was
answered, not by Elise, but by another
servant. Then he was still more angry
with his daughter for having taken him at
his word, even though he himself. ordered
the cab in which she had gone away.
The domestic storm had thus fallen upon
his own head in the shape of cold ceffee-a
beverage that invariably had the effect of
| putting him out of temper for the day
He felt, therefore, half remorseful for the
extreme point to which he had carried his
| wrath: but still, if there was one so-called
virtue on which he, like most disagreeable
people, prided himself, it was the virtue of
consistency.
"Well, let her co. he said, " to the
devil, if she pleases. She will come back
when she wants her luncheon
! But it must be supposed that she did not
want luncheon; at all events she did not
come back for it. But in answer to the
cooks inquiries he had dinner laid for two,
as usual. Still, however, she did not re-
turn-not even the lapse of a whole day
seemed to give her an appetite-no, nor
yet of another whole day. In short, day
For my part, think-still with all due
Difference to the Decalogue-that she was
quite right in running away from such a
bear; and if she had run straight to her
lovers arms and broken her promise will
ingly, l should mot think much of any
reader of this who blamed her very much
for it. So, just for the sake of appear
ances, will just once say, "For shame"'
and then receive her back for my favorite
| heroine once more. | should certainly not
think much of my jeunepremier if he had
not received her gladly, had she given him
the chance. Nor do | think her disconso-
late father so very much to be pitied, after
all People who are SO very sensitive in
the region of the pocket, are not apt to be
over sensitive about that of the heart. He
was successful man; and every body
knows what, in the secret of success, is
Joined with good digestion. To man |
coffee may express no more than single |
morning of desolation. Of course, he con-
tinued to be angry, and thought that he |
continued to be very ill-used and very |
miserable; but had the loss of his daught- |
Ell conceded with his gaining of the Emer-
| aid, | think that he would even have fanci-
ed himself to be either the one or the 9TH
er. am quite sure that he would have |
borne it very philosophically.
One evening, however, while he was sit
ting by himself in his ''study," as he
chose to call the dusty front parlor, now
dustier than ever, Il card was brought in |
to him, on which was written, not engrav-
ed, the name of "Mr. Smith, Morley's |
Hotel"
Mr.. Smith was shown in. In spite of
his thoroughly British name he resembled |
in his appearance rather one of the foreign |
| habiues of Bean street than true Briton,
except that his linen seemed to have come
from Madame Comets that very morning,
which was never the case with theirs. He
wore a heavy brown Austrian mOustache,
hair black and curling, an eccentric hat, a
furred travelling cloak, and Hessian boots.
Mr.. erode, however, was used to singular
visitors, and pointed to chair, while he
himself assumed his favorite attitude on
the hearth-rug.
Mr.. Smith is nom de guers," said
his visitor, in strong foreign accent. 81
am Count Andreas Kromeski."
Mr.. erode bowed. elm what can have
the pleasure-"' he began.
You are Mr. erode, are you not?"
81 am Mr. Grode.''
"My mission is most delicate one. l
must rely on your discretion
Mr.. erode bowed again.
"My august master, the Gar of Caspia,
is about to celebrate the marriage of his
Serene Highness, the Imperial Prince. 1t
will be necessary, on that solemn occasion,
to make display of the crown jewels
Now, am instructed by his excellency,
the chief Minister Of State, that certain
jewel known as the Great Emerald of
kandahar, was pledged in the year 1S-,
with the house of Cranstoun g. Cranstoun
for the sum of twelve hundred thousand !
pounds sterling, and that you were privy
to the transaction. Now my august SOW
ereign cannot appear on this occasion with
out this emerald. 1t would cause the most !
terrible scandal; iedeed, the result might
be revolution
"Do understand that you are about to
make proposal of some kind on the part
of his majesty"
"That is so. My august master, through |
the house of Stephanos, of Vienna, would !
pay forthwith all arrears of interest upon
the loan, and give handsome douceur be-
sides, for the return of the Emerald for |
single week, and would consent to the !
house of Cranstoun Il Cranstoun sending !
trustworthy agent to receive it back at the |
end of that time. l went straight to the !
house of Cranstoun & Cranstoun. found
the doors closed. have made inquiries
about its representative; he is nowhere
They tell me at the embassy that the firm
| 10 h,ukrupt and that tic chief oo,,,,,;t..l !