Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1891-08-28

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lor in the Fontenoy Flats will be for the
wedding breakfast Mamma, where are
! you going2"
why, if we really are going to de-
eide on those apartments over D'Artag-
nan's," sand Mrs. Dcdfold, 1--WE must
engage them at once. Such bargain as
that don't go begging long"
Rosamond sat looking out of the win
dow with sparkling eyes, and lips half
parted i'll an involuntary smile, while
Miriam ran after her mother, pleading
to be allowed to go, too.
"lsnt 1t nice about Rosy and the
count, mammaF' said she, brcathlessly.
"Won't it be splendid TO talk about INV
sister the countcssl' Do YOU suppose
she'll have a chateau on the Lake of
Como and a palazzo in Romeo or course,
she'll have Phebc and me to STAY with
her very often"
"Mrs. Dedfold smiled complaccnt
smile. The idea of titled son-in-law
was inciIably dear ID her heart
"Do you snpposc-hc really is-a
count, mammal"
There stood yellow haired Phebe,
close ut their elbow.
"Really Il count" sharply echoed Mrs.
Dcdfold, "Why, OF course, he is. | did
not suppose, Phebe, that daughter of
mine could stoop to the degrading vice
Of jealousy"
Phcbc colorcd scarlet.
Mamma" said she, II am not Jealous;
but"
Mrs. Ded.old broke abruptly in with
short ana sudden directions rs to the
marketing and dinner, and presently
Phcbc was left alone.
"Mamma," said Miriam, "can't YOU
see iii lll Phebc is simply infatuated by
those Fortnums. She and p.pa have
neither Of them any pride. What will
Count Scagliosa think of country doctor
for brothcr-in-law?"
at mustn't be allowed to 90 on!" slid
Mrs. Dcdfold, authoritatively. "Now
is just the turning point of all Of your
lives. II we can keep up Il certain ap-
three years-and if papa will only take
my advisc-wc can easily secure rs bril-
liant matches for Phebe and yo': Us Rosa
mond has already obtained"
And with her heart swelling with
pride, Mrs. Dedfold sailed into the Fon-
tanoy Flats aud asked to see ''the vacant
apartment.
The regular janitor, n gcntcel creature
in black, with English side whiskers and
white tic, WAS out; but his deputy, n
good natured little Irishman, came
promptly forward.
ais it the fourth floor, maam, or the
4 rho ~
''1'll look at both OF thcm." said Mrs
Dedfold, with the dignity of future
householder.
"Well, ma'am," said the janitor, ''if
you'll excuse the pastry cook"
1.-THE what" exclaimed Mrs. Ded-
fold.
It's D'Artagnan's new cook, explained
the smiling Irishman. ale gets u power
o wages, an kapes his pianny an his
poodle, like a gintlcman, an he only
works at the pasthry three hours in the
maarnin' an three IN the afternoon.
An they tell me he's going to be married
to rich lady an turn gintleman alto.
gether pretty soon. Sure it's foine
thing to be n furrncr, wild a rcsatc for
claret punches an paddyfoy-grass, that all
the genthry's wild afthcr And D'Ar-
tagnan is buildin' boodcwar for him ut
the back, but he's settled down moighty
comfortable in the imply flat till it's let,
so he is. But if We don't mind the pianny
an the poodle--"
And thus speaking, the attendant
flung the door open, shouting:
Ladies to lux at the fat, Misther
Scaggles!"
The strains of piano ceased solne-
what abruptly, shaggy little dog ran
forward, shrilly barking, tall man in
ncgligcc velvet jacket and tasselcd fez
perched sidewisc on his locks, rose and
turned halfway around, revealing n
swarthy complexion and opaqucly dark
eyes.
Count scagliosa!" cried out Mrs.
Dedfold
"Sure an ye're mistook altogether"
said Patrick. ATS the new cook,
ma'am, from D'Artagnan's restaurant be.
low stairs"
The culinary count staggered back and
volunteered never word in his own de-
Tense. The little dog barkcd ceaselcssly;
the Irishman looked from one to the
other with puzzled micn.
"P'raps you'd rather see the other flat,
since the puppy's so uncecvil," said he.
And he added, as they went down stairs,
"Sez'l place to excuse the furriner,
ma'am. He drinks good deal, and he
isn't always presentablc."
Miriam looked with agonizcd eyes al
her mother.
Ell don't think we'll look any
farther to-day, mamma" she faltcrcd.
And the two ladies left the Fontenoy
Flats without arriving at any definite con
clusion.
Fortunately Rnsamond Dcdfold's heart
was less involved in the Scagliosa alli-
ance than her pride. But pride, as we
all know, is a sensitive spot, and the
wound was deep.
Honest Mr.. Dedfold never knew why
the counts stock went down so sud
denly in the domestic market.
"Not but what l am glad of it," said
he. 81 never did believe in FOREIGN hus