The Findlay Jeffersonian. [volume] (Findlay, Hancock County, Ohio) 1870-1881, 1874-11-06
FINDLAY, OHIO FRIDAY MORNING, NOVEMBER, 1874

I ton. tha defeated combatant was assist
| ed TO his room, and looked to bv a.
/ English doctor who happened TO Be- p
/ tine hotel, and wEo reported that. Wit
the exception of a couple of broke.
/ teeth. nothing of consequence was 10 h.
apprehended beyond a further requi,i
tion Of his services Mt a rencontre OF :
different character, which, however
would not be possible for some little
ti;l-, ewing TO difficulty the patient
had Of seeing. And the next morning
We found that the maitre had Civ, tn
Baron notice to quit the Bon NIvunt
forthwith; and We saw no more of the
Baron ACCOMPLISHMENTS.
In ten days or so the Count received
letter from him. dated at Florence -
In it the Baron demanded satisfaction.
and required that the Count should meet
him at Florence, or, if more convenient.
at Rome. In reply the latter expressed
his readiness for an interview, but pos
itively declined to fatigue himself with
an unnecessary journey. The affair
could very well be settled in the place
where it began. The letter was carefully
and fully directed, registered, and posted
by the Count himself
In the ordinary course of events an
answer was due in four or five days at
the farthest; but fortnight passed with
out any, and at length lie received the
following, dated at Rome:
Sri beg to acknowledge the honor
which you have done me of addressing a
letter to me at my house in Florence; and
must apologize for my inability to under
srand it. Your name is strange to me;
was never in the place from which you
write; have not been in Florence fol sew
eral months; and must conclude that there
is some mistake. 1t is possible that my
name has been assumed by some rascally
valet who robbed me last year of several
private papers and considerable sum of
money, but whom | could not conveniently
prosecute.
Then followed description which tai
lied exactly with the appearance of our
Baron. 1t seems that the letter, being
registered, had been sent on to the real
Baron at his residence in Rome, instead
of being delivered to the false one at the
address given by him at Florence.
The Princess was, no doubt, over
whelmed with shame at finding that she
had been encouraging a valet instead of
iIis master; for she at once admitted the
Count to the privilege of paying her
more attentions than ever. think, too,
she really liked him. Anyhow, he had
proved himself substantially able to pro-
fect her; and the scuffic with his rival
had in no degree lessened hiIE in her es
TEEN.
OF course. we We're not behind the
scenes, and could only judge of the
probable course of events by such little
evidences as chance might throw in our
way; but it was rumored that the mar
riage was to take place from our hotel
before Lent.
The sooner the better, said my wife;
''if another man comes forward with
better prospects she'll throw over the
Count, just as she did the Baron"
But, you see. he wasn't a Baron, my
dear" | demonstrated; mot a real one,
| mean, as the children say"
well, and perhaps this is not real
Count"
Dear mel what joke it would be
if he turned out TO be somebody's but
Ter! | wish some Yankee would come
and ask him little about his place
We want little life here just now"
That day we had another fresh face at
the table d'hote; this time an English
mans. He was very tariturn, but liked
to look at the company and listen to the
conversation, and was much struck with
the Count. 1t occurred to me, too, that
the Count noticed him good deal, so
much so as to refuse some of the chOic-
est dishes. But no one conversed with
the stranger, and after dinner he retired
to his room-,the Baron's old room-and
we saw no more of him till the next day
at dinner. ~ray-re was the same curiosi-
ty on the part of the Count, who, by the
way, spoke German exclusively; but the
stranger was absorbed in his dinner
Afterward he strolled into the billiard
room to smoke a cigar.
By and by the Count and went iii to
have quiet game, and there we found
the new arrl' al comfortably lolling in an
ample rocking chair by the fire.
The Count played badly, missing the
easiest strokes. You're off your play
tonight, Count" l said; whats the
matterl"
Don't mind me, gentlemen, " said the
stranger; 81 hope my being here don't
make the Count nervous"-he put very
emphasis on the title. Il
don't play the Continental way myself,
though l do see a good many queer
games at odd times. Now, was you
ever in Scarboro', sirF' addressing the
Count. moi Leeds7 No! Hull, where
the steamers start for Bremenl No! Man
chester, perhapsl No. not been to Man
chesterl Then" he had been siding
nearer and nearer the door as
he talked, and was now between it and
the Count. Then suppose you and
l go back together, Mister Alexander
on the warrant I've got
against you for forgery of a check on
Gleeson's Bank at Manchester for f3,-
500! o yes; it's all right, and it's no good
making row. My names Inspector
Rawlings, of the detective police, and
me and my man here have had pretty
hunt after you; he and the gendarmes
are waiting for you outside the door"
Poor Princess, with two strings to her
bow, and both of them rotten, Still my
wife wouldn't pity her yet
but, my DEAR" expostulated, ''the
poor thing will have to marry some Rus
sian now, perhaps a Laplander, or one
of those fellows that drink train oil with
their dinner. And she such n 1nonstrous
rank"
However, We had but little further
call on our sympathy, for the next day
she left the hotel.
$50 the Princess is of, said to the
maitre, the same day, while paying my
weekly bill.
Monsieur said"
81 said the Princess is ofT-gone, alice,
Sortie, pdrtie, you know"
''Oui, oui; but then, the Princes who
does monsieur wish to say, PrincessI
why, of course, the Princess Of
well, the Russian Princess, that didn't
marry the Baron of the
''Ah, bah, who would call her the
Princess.1
why, you made us believe she was"
/ Indignantly rejOined, by making be-
lieve she JcdSnt"
but Monsieur remembers. without a
doubt, that said she was not Prin-
cess?n
80 you did; but there's a way of say
ing no and looking yes"
Pardon, Monsieur The lady de-
sired repose, and to be in particular;
and IL assisted that she should so be-"
"Well-now she's gone i'll fact, 1Cliat
is shel'
Monsieur, she is a teacher of the
dance at MarSeilIes. "-Chdmber's JoUT-
nal
THE PHYLoXERA--Thep phyloNera Is
on IFS travels. 1t has now, after causing
immense destruction among the vine
wards of France. crossing over into
Switzerland. 1t is singular that of late
wears two little insects have appeared
which defy the power OF man to destroy