The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1879-05-15

leon had been introduced, and madame's
fortune was made. Ahm cried the doctor, l
turning up his eyes as certain fowl is said I
to do during q thunderstorm. Madame l
has splendid audacity. she can sieze and
seduce opportunity. l embrace herw
late morning and she was enveloped in
wadded wrapper of white satin. In this
costume she resembled q jewel in a casket,
or kitten on an cider coverlet
The doors of the mansion seemed to open
of their own accord to admit the Baron
Won Wiener. A footman removed his
paletot from his shoulders and another
ushered him into madame's bouuoir with
out being announced. He kissed her on
both her cheeks. and then followed her
with his eyes and infantine admiration.
Eros is always a baby, no matter in whose
bosom he finds a lodgment. A woman in
her boudoir, is like work OF art ar
tistically set. The baron was a prey To |
those final passions that finish the body rs |
well as the soul of an old man. He had |
made up his mind that he must marry the |
celebrated American widow OF perish in
the attempt.
This morning there was a melancholy
languor and a sensousness of the move
ment about madame which scattered to the
| winds the old mans prudence. He got
down on his lean knees, and asked her To
II
The old rascal had a wife living, and
madame was perfectly cognizant of the
fact
She placed her plump little hand on his
/ bald pate, and fondled him airilv. He grew
eloquent; she listened with complaisance,
showed no timidity, and seemed divinely
/ unconscious of the ardor of the old Don
Juan. She suffered him to apply to her all
/ the names with which love can inspire q
man, but she never forgot once to call him
| Monsieur lie Baron.
"I am in debt deeply in debt, Monsieur
le Baron" she said, while he still remained
groveling on his marrow bones.
Take my fortunew cried the transport
ed baron. -.....-l --.....-
She appeared to fall into profound rev.
] erie.
| "a hundred thousand, francsr" she said
with a deep drawn sigh.
The baron handed her check for that
amount an hour later, and reduced himself
70 the verge of beggary.
1t was the afternoon of that memorable
i day that Doctor ROvigno was called in for
the fourth time to prescribe for the poodle
dog;
as cold as a stone," said the doctor after
wards; and knew that the extraordinary
woman-I salute her-wanted something
else. 1 prescribed for .Midas'-Midas was
the creatures name-and was about to
take my leave when madame met me at
the door. She was weeping. All, heavens,
it is true! That divine woman was weep
ing! inquired the cause. was frantic in
my attentions. She shock her head and
laid her hand on her heart; and then
learned what had happened.
al know you attend the baron" said
kmadame, "but implore you not to hint to
him that have discovered that he is
married" When told the old man in the
evening, he got on the northern railroad
| cars, and has never been seen in Paris
) since.
"Ah," said the doctor, madame is a
magnificent creature; she has gained the
benediction of the Angel of Time"
There is no use denying that the famous
widow "went through" the hearts and the
Lpurses of two-thirds of her lovers in the
same aperientmedicine fashion. She
thoroughly understood the art of apply
: ing the lene formentum of magic look,
q voluptuous movement upon the owner
! of wealth. Like the Unsuitable sea, she
! took handsomely at each adorer's hand.
In vain the victim whom she delighted TO
honor struggled with destiny. He was in
her net-in the tolls of the accomplished
Ifowler-and when he escaped he was
, mostly dry:plucked like a Philadelphis
!, chicken. Yet no one could impugn her
! were whispers; and it was notorious that
no ladies were ever numbered among heI
|. guests.
Meantime the Viscount Windrush was
; being subjected to what only adequately
be described a lively course Of spasms.
In Russian bath when the patien,
1 quits q heated stove room, his body accus
D toned to q high temperature, the blood
J. rushing rapidly through his veins, he is
!. plunged in an icy douche which chills
D him to the bones. The American widow
g treated Windrush in the same way. He
e was the target for the most exasperating
Y cOquetry. He was warmed and chilled
a scolded and caressed. Every time he lef,
5 the house, he swore he would never re
D turn. Next day he hastened to his lovely
3 tormentor with renewed energy. If ht
9 did not appear at his usual hour, madame
] l sent her carriage for him, and he was de
l livered at her door in transport of de
light.
Il If the truth must be told, she had made
up her mind to marry Windrush for the
3 sake of his old Norman pedigree and title
1t was her crowning ambition to cut .
|, | figure in London-tO ne prcsented at cour
Ito teach the dowagers Of Britain thing
) or two. Ih' ~
! At last the day was named and Wind
I | rush was in paroxysm of beatifcation
81 All Paris knew that Worth intended tC
. surpass himself in the forthcoming trous
ri seau of the famed American widow.
II The emperor had privately" sent her a
diamond necklace.
Doctor Rovigno was called fifth time
to prescribe for Midas" The little brute's
nose was as cold as a cucumber. - 49,.
, She told the prudent doctor about the
J emperor's gift, and requested him to bury
, 1t the profOundest grave of his memory.
He laid his hand on his shirt bosom and
Iaoloopnas6 lska q Turk
81 As he passed out the footman handed
; him a handsomely engraved card. 1t was
/ an invitation TO madame's wedding break
! fast.
The eventful morning came. Madame
Vssoul presided with rare dignity and
matchless sangfroid. Twenty persons, all
! of the ruder sex, sat down to table. There
|, was waiter for every two guests, Doctor
: Rovigno sat opposite Viscount Windrush,
who supported his bride in esse on the
, right, and formed singular contrast to
, the big shouldered, guardsman-looking
, Englishman. Below the medium height,
with a cunning Hebrew face. the doctor sat
smiling as if he had been flrst-cousin to
MephistOpheles. He seemed to manifest
deep interest in the walters, as if he were
!. mentally appraising the exact value of
each, with a view to future engagement
Madam Vasoul, following his eye with
an amused smile, was observed suddenly
to drop her knife and fork. The bride
, groom expectant was thunderstruck. Con-
sternation sat upon the countenance of
every guest-except the doctors. He
! snickered with his nostrils.
She leaned back in her chair with her
eyes closed. She was as pale as death, and
her bosom could be seen heaving like q
billowy sea-
The doctor felt her pulse, and ordered
her TO be removed to her room. 1t was
nothing serious, he told Windrush, but it