The weekly clarion. [volume] (Jackson, Miss.) 1863-1882, 1879-10-15

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These words reached the ear of the
mamma, who eagerly inquired what
they meant.
Nothing, dear mamma, replied the
young lady, 'sonly that this gentleman
has given me handkerchief of Ma
tilda's"
and, pray, how came the gentleman
with Matilda's handkerchief"
"Madam--I-"
Explain yourself, sir"
The other day-that is, | meant
the other night, at the ball of the
Marchioness of D."
"Oh, yes, mamma, that is true" in
terposed the young lady; this Cabal-
lero danced with my sister, who must
have forgotten her handkerchief.
Exactly SO, Senorita, it was forgot
ten"
I'm truth, this is passing strange"
added the mamma; ''yet, Sir Caballero,
we proffer you our thanks"
Had a thunderbolt fallen at his feet,
Don Felipe could not have felt more
surprise; and that which annoyed him
most was that he had put a note into
the corner of the handkerchief, entreat-
ing an interview-and what was likely
now TO be the fate of such a paper?
Trembling and undecided as to what
course to take, he followed the footsteps
of the ladies until they reached their
own door, and then remained watching
in the darkest corner of the street. In
vain did he listen to hear if any angry
discussion took place; no sound met his
ear, save the clear bell of the neighbOr-
ing clock which struck y. At length,
when quite tired waiting, he retired to
his own house, there to lie awake and
lament his misfortunes.
We must now take peep inside the
house, to see what happened there dur
ing this interval. The sonora, who had
taken the handkerchief with the inten-
ton of scolding her daughter, soon dis
covered the note and, after her first
burst of anger had subsidized, she retired
to her own room, there to mediate on
what was to be done She soon decided
on saving nothing to Matilda, and writ
ing a laconic reply, as if coming from
her, in which she would dismiss the
lover. Having written and scaled this
note, she went to bed, feeling quite GER
tain that on the following morning an
opportunity would offer of dropping 1t
into the hands of the Caballero nor
was she mistaken, for no sooner had the
clock struck 8 than she discovered him
at his post underneath the balcony. A
few minutes after, the window was
opened, and a delicate white hand
threw out a small paper, which he ca
gerly caught but on looking up, the
window was shut, and the momentary
hopes of his heart faded away.
1t were vain to attempt to describe
the effect of such an accumulation of
mishaps on Don Felipe. Suffice 1t to
say that among other wild resolves, the
thought of blowing out his brains
dashed across him; but on getting more
calm, decided on renouncing the tender
passion forever. A fortnight, however,
had scarcely elapsed ere he began to
waver in his determination, and he set
forth one day to the Prado, with friend
to beguile his melancholy, and-must L
admit it quite ready to undertake a
fresh adventure So much for the
constancy of 23.
1t was one of those soft and peaceful
evenings in July, when it is so delight
full to breathe the balmy air under the
shady trees that the friends sat down
and, after little general conversation
and few remarks upon the passers-by,
each proposed relating his last love adj
venture. With his natural frankness,
Don Feline commenced his tale, and
after narrating all the incidents which
| had occurred, he concluded by announc'
| ing his resolution of givinglt forever.
No sooner had he ceased speaking than
| he fancied he heard rapid movement
in the neghbOring trees and upon look
ing round he perceived, among other
persons, military man, accompanied
by young lady, seated at little dis
lance On approaching nearer, ant
putting up his glass, he there discovered
| his lovely Matilda, and was soon con
WINGED that she heard all his previous
conversation.
migrate" was the only word which
he could articulate while at the same
moment her father called a little boy t.
light his cigar.
"You wrong me, Don Felipe; | die
not write that note" said the trembling
Matilda hurriedly.
/
A quarter of an hour elapsed ere she
would venture reply.
81 do not know" said she, at length
''but you had better go away, and at l;
l shall be on the balcony.
i Hope once more shed its bright ray
on the heart of Don Felipe, and, full O
the happiest thoughts and the mos
pleasing anticipations, he waited for tn
appointed hour. On Fastening to tn
spot be beheld Matilda already at he
post, and could not but gaze with re
newed admiration on her bright eye
and lovely countenance, but his trouble
were not vet destined to end, as W
shall soon see.
Contrary to his usual custom, on thl
evening Matilda's father had taken
, into his head to breathe the fresh a
after supper, and there he lay stretche
in an easy-chair, on the balustrade, niue
, to her ANNOYANCE. 1t was In vain thu
she begged him to retire lest he shout
, take cold. Our hero's defective visio
prevented his seeing the old man, anc
with tender accents, he commenced
conversation with his beloved.
Matilda" said her father, softly
sis any one speaking to you 2"
t ''To me, papa? No, certainly not"
f "Then it must be to your sister 2"
Listen to me, dearest, continue
: the lover. ''You see had good reaso
to be angry; here is the note"
2 "Let me see it this moment, you d
ceitful girl" said the Colonel, jumpir
5 up. ssAway with you and bring hith
! a light, in order that may read it"
E He entered the room, scowing at Pc
/. Matilda as he opened the note and rel
: as follows:
i "tCabellero, if on the evening of &
e Marchioness' ball my discretion Gauss
: you to conceive foolish hopes
5 Death and fury What do | SET
!. This letter is from my wife
I'll "Alasl paper
I'll .sInfamous wretchl At her age