Bozeman avant courier. [volume] (Bozeman, Mont.) 1872-1882, 1875-09-03
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DRY, FRIDAY, S
happily the last sentence was in Enghc T.
in fact be had been so unaccustomed to be
contradcted that it positively confused
him. And I could not help noticing that
the Cont looked excessively tickled, as
well as triumphant.
Thatevening when the Baron advanced
to attcrd the Princess 10 the salon she de-
|clined Us offer to place the shawl on her
fshosldee. as he had always done; and, in
the msst perfect manner, without snubo-
ing or putting him down, allowed him to
discover fsr himself that she was utterly
indifferent t. him. 1t was just if the
moon were totake the place of the sun, in
10 quiet and untemonstrative way, with no
explanation givea.
But. OF course. an explanation was to
be demanded; and as soon as the dinner
was over. the Baroa sought and obtained
a tete a-tete in the corner of the sale des
Danes. We all had the decency to read
Galignani, or play beique. or otherwise to
throw veil over our curiosity, as we anx-
iously watched the development of the
plot, and tried to hedge our bets before it
was too late.
Suddenly the Baron started to his feet,
and uttered loud exclamation. which l
decline to translate. His soul now most
clearly betrayed its pasionateuess, but
there was rather more light than sweet.
ness in his eyes as he ghred round the
room in search of the haplsss American.
We all sprang to our feet, too, the ladies
near the door rapidly retreated, and the
men looked at one another half amused.
half.angrly.
If ] knew who had poisoned the mind
of madame l would sdilaniate' him tear
him in pieces shrieked the Baron. THAT
viper Of an American
1t was not an American, answered the
Count, quietly out Of a recess. Il told
madame what he had discovered
The Baron so far forgot the pei fectness
|of his manners and evident desire to please,
as with his open palm to slap the Count
on the face; but in another secoud he
found himself in that physical checkmate
known as chancery-he had got his head
under his rivals left arm, who was hold
ing it down to convenient level for the
right hand to bob his nose; and there, be-
fore the Princess, in the sale des Danes,
was beirg displayed q scene from the
British ring, chairs and tables going ev&y
where as the quadruped monster perform
ed its erratic evolutions, amid the screams
Iof women. the shouts of men, the groans
uf the maitre, and the indescribable cries
of establishment uttered by the whole
staff Of the hotel, which had been gath
cred together at the door by the first ex
clamatDns of tie Baron.
The AngloSaxon nationality having, in
spite of the principle of non intervention
separated the Latin and the Teuton; the
defeated combatant was assisted to his
room and looked TO by an English doctor
who happened TO be at the hotel and who
reported that. with the exception of two
broken teeth, nothing of consequence wa.
to be apprehended, beyond further re
Iquisitlon of his services at rencontre ot
. different character, which. however
would not be possible for some little time
owing to difficulty his patient had in
seeing. And, the next morning, We found
that the maitre had given the Baron notice
to quit the Bon Vivant forthwith; and &C
we cav no more of the Baron Monteggi
ana -Tavcrnelle.
In ten days or so the Count received .
letter from him, Gated at Florence. In /,
the Baron demanded satisfaction, and re-
quired that the Count should meet him al
Florence. or. if more convenient. at Rome
In reply, the latter expressed his readines.
for an interview, but positively declined
to fatigue himself with an unnecessary
journey. The affair could very well be
settled in the place where il began. The
letter was carefully and fully directed,
registered and posted by the Count him
|self.
In the ordinary course of events an an
swer was due in four or five days at the
eurthest; but . fortnight passed without
|aoy, and at length he received the follow.
ing, dated from Rome:
'S1R: beg to acknowledge the honor
which you have done me by addressing a
letter to ME at my house IN Florence; and
must apologize for my inability to under
stand it. Your name is strange to me;
was meyer in the place from which you
write; have not been in Florence for
several months; and I must conclude that
there 10 some mistake. It is possible that
my name has been assumed by rascally
valet who robbed me, last year, of several
private papers and considerable sum of
money, but whom could not convenient.
~ prosecute.
Then followed . description which tai.
lied exactly with the appearance of our
baron. It 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 overwhelmed
with shame at finding that she had been
encouraging valet instead of his master ;
for she at once admitted the Count to the
priviledge Of paying her more attention
than ever. I think, too, she really liked
him. Anyhow, he had proved himself
Substantially able to protect her; and the
scufile with his rival had in no degree Leo.
eene him in her esteem.
OF course We were not behind the scenes
and coa:d only judge of tho probable