The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1875-01-07
mo a CIGAR. all sorts of diplomatic man


hibi.ion of brazen ill-breeding in others.
AS for herself, she only stood at the
window which commanded the piazza,
and scrutinized him through an opera
glass.
Montgomery Smythe-for such was
the name which appeared on the regis
term three days time found himself a
favorite with the ladies'. He was of the
conventional type of magnifcence-the
black haired, black-eyed, red-cheeked
STYLE. with small feet, dyed mustache,
and eye glasses. In the matter OF scarfs
and neckties, with the jeweled pins
thereto devoted, he was truly gorgeous.
IF a man has the least faint of vulagrity
led him beware Of his neck. Too much
thoracic decoration ruins one.
A great change came over Cora. She
was sad and gay by fits; irritable,
changeable and incomprehensibIe.
There is no use wasting words about it.
She was in love. Her prince had come.
AS the days wore on this regal person
developed. He gave suppers In his
room to the young bloods, and organized
picnic parties in the woods thereabout,
which made the bellies of the Pavilion
quite miserable, with happiness. To
Cora s intense delight he made her some
sort the central figure in these last
charming affairs, and held profound
consultations with her concerning the
details. They thus became associated
in certain degree before the public
eyes, and when rumor whispered an en-
gagement, Cora did little more than
blush and stammer denial that sound
ed ever so much like confirmation.
She gave herself up to sort of blind
alteration of Montgomery Smythe. She
made prince of him first, and put all
her trust in him afterward. He told
her Of his ancient family; of his late
father, Judge Smythe, twice United
States Senator, and son of Commodore
Smythe, of the war of 1872. The Com
modore's father, he said, was General
Smythe, of revolutionary fame, and
brother to Governor Smythe, Of one Of
the colonies under George LII. He talk
ed of the magnificent old country seat
his father had left him, with it's picture
gallery full of the portraits Of the old
worthless just mentioned, and their
wives; all uniforms and brocades and
gold braid and laces; of the long draw
ing rooms, the grand dining hall, the
library, the grounds-au in true bar
onial style, till Cora, rich and luxurious
as she was, began to look up to him as
being of an altogether different and
higher sphere.
One day they took walk in the grove
in the rear Of the Pavilion. It was the
closing up of the season, and the next
day Ghere was to be a general exodus of
the Happy Valley boarders to their
homes. Cora felt that the decisive mo-
ment had arrived; and it had. The
hitherto pent-up devotion of Montgom-
cry Smythe found vent at last in dec
laration and proposition. He vowed
his love in perfectly princely style,
and having been accepted with a good
many tears and bushes, just as is the
case in all well-written novels, he in
formed her that letters just received
from his confidential agent in Europe
compelled him to start Immediately for
Paris and urged her to marry him at
once, without waiting to go through the
form of asking the permission of her
grandsire or consulting her friends. Was
he not Montgomery Smythe? and who
could possibly object to such an alliance?
It is very possible that Cora might
have consented, so infatuated was she
with her prince; but she had read that
the regular thing was to demand time
for consideration, so she postponed her
decision, which really was already made,
until evening.
As they reached the piazza, he lazily
tapping his glossy boot with his bam-
boo, and she very tremulous and very
happy, thick-set, pock-marked indi-
vidual, with black, heavy whiskers and
a glazed cap, came down the steps, and,
nodding to Smythe, said:
''I'd like to say private word to you
young man.
Montgomery Smythe suddenly stop
ped tapping his boot, and, turning pale,
looked sharply at the stranger. A slight
vibration of that persons eyelid made
him turn still paler, and, without a
word, he walked several steps away from
the Pavilion. The stout man then slow
~ drew large pocket-book from his
breast, favored Smythe with view of