Morning journal and courier., 1884-09-05
LOVE AND SOUP.
How an Italian Cook Courted a Chau.
 tauqua County He1ress.

tauqua County He1ress.
 From the Rochester Post Express
 E'There are certain hotels,'' said the hard | ware drummer, ''that affect a good deal of ! bong swa' and 'recherchy.'" They are usu- ! ally second-class in their appointments, and aim to make up in polite literature what they lack in other respects. An ordinary soup is denominated "Consomme au pate d'Italia la de-da-de-da with a pin hook" One may have hors d'@uvres if he happens to know what he had fried, broiled or boiled in four different languages. "But what they want to poison man for,' said an honest granger, who would have tried in vain to guess the fish referred to, ''is more than anyone knows"
 This does not apply to Rochester, however, but to smother towns! And in one of these other towns it happened that two much French on the bill of fare started and spoiled frst-class romance recently. It seems that a disguised Italian duke, temporarily under the cloud, became very enamored of lovely Chautauqua county heiress, who was stop
 ping with her family at such hotel as has been indicated. And as love promulgates and absorbs knowledge instinctiyely, 1t was not long before the fair one became aware of the passion she had implanted in the breast of the noble Italian. Such lovely eyes-a
  the god of love dwelt in his soul And yet his voice was attuned to harmonious whis- perings that penetrated fair 1da's being like the soft and amorous notes of lute. A du- enna accompanied the fair ones family, and to her special keeping was entrusted the care of the heiress Her espionage never slept, though the chains she bound about her charge were silken ones. Her eyes never wandered too far away, and she discovered the secret by watching Ida's actions. She noticed that the young lady dawdled an un- conscionable time over her soup with the
 French designation, and she noticed also that
 she (the duenna) never received the same kind of soup that was served to her charge.
 Suspicion was aroused. Could it be that Miss Idas soup made of some potent
 love charm? She would watch. She took
 occasion to move her seat to Ida's side and
 made discovery that almost paralyzed her
 virgin heert The little particles in Ida's
 soup were letters of the alphabet, and on the
 very first day she read this sentence: E'S-w-e-e t, A-l-f-o-n-s-o-l-ov-e-s-t and
 this: 'I-t-a-l-y a-w-a-i-t-s-h-e-r-q-u-e-e-
 Our duenna was circumspect She made
 no sign, but concluded to await further de-
 ve1opments. The next day she read in Idas
 soup these words: ''F-l-y with y-o-u-r
 A-l-f-o-n-s-o tonight" It was plain
 ly time to act Idas father was warned of the threatened elopement of his daughter
 with an Italian cook, who had, doubtless,
 sold the Esmonk and the org" to take his
 present place as hotel cook. "AH right, Ma ria " said paterfamilias, "I'll be on hand"
 The Italian was confronted by detective
 and ordered to leave town at once or be ar
 rested for attempted abduction. He left. At eight o'clock in the evening Ida's pa stood in the pelting rain under her window. A rope ladder was gently lowered, a voice whis. E'Yes,'' whispered Idas papa, "come.n And Ida came right down and lit in papa's arms.