The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1891-04-15
A Valiant Lover; or, the Ma
bobfs Cure.

r No'J $40
who seemed to take keen delight
in the music and the singing. This
girl had eyes like pansies and brown
hair of gold-red hue and sttracted
as much attention as anyone on the
stage.
She was always accompanied by a
little dried-up old man, who resem-
bled a mummy, so closely did his
skin stick to his sharp bones.
How old he was no one could tell,
but he might have been either thirty
FIVE or ninety. They were father
and daughter and came from Cal
cutta. The many diamonds of great
brialliancy which he wore made a
contrast to the simplicity of his
daughters costume, who was at
tired in plain white muslin, her only
ornaments some roses.
The nabob was enormously rich
and dying with Asiatic spleen. He
was gradually sinking away with
languor and his doctors in India had
ordered him TO Europe in the hope
of saving his life. But his chance
was poor one; for Europe is stale,
and her civilization monotonous, to
man 'sated with splendors and
eccentricities of India. In truth,
nothing astonished him, nothing
moved him at Paris; an astonish-
ment would have refreshed him, an
emotion might have saved him.
He would have paid for an aston
ishment a hundred thousand crowns;
for an emotion the half of his for
tune. After Paris the nabob and
his daughter were going to London.
AT first the young and beautiful
East Indian had manifested desire
not remain long in Paris, but to
depart Immediately for London.
But soon this eagerness to depart
waxed faint, and finally disappeared
altogether. England and the won
doris of Lonuon were forgotten, and
the sojourn at Paris indefinitely pro-
longcd.
"This is a charming city," said
she, "and am told that London is
far from possessing so many and SO
great attractions"
What she did not mention among
the attractions of Paris was q GER
tain young gentleman, who had
found the road to her heart, for the
young girl was not as insensible as
the father. A kind look tender
speech had sufficed to awaken emo
ton in her bosom. Nevertheless
the nabob, moreand more disgusted,
resolved to try change of country,
and issued his orders to prepare
their departure for London.
The day before their departure a
young man presented himself to the
opulcnt East Indian and said, with
out further preamble, al come to
ask the hand of your daughterl"
The nabob scarcely raised his eye
brows, but fixing on the suitor
dull and inanimate look, asked,
"What is your fortune?'
~ have none"
"Well, that is not of much i'm
portance," the nabob said; "my
daughter has millions. What is
your position, your rank in the
world2'
81 am nothing, yet, but hope to
distinguish myself hereafter"
"What is your name, your title
continued the impassive nabob.
81 have no aristocratic title"
giving his name-a common and
vulgar one.
$50" said the Indian, "you have
neither fortune, rank, nor title, and
demand the hand of my daughter?"
eyes, SIR"
The nabob had no idea of such
unparalleled impudence, and for the
first time in an immemorial period,
he felt astonished-but not excited.
After enjoying his astonishment for
a few moments, he said to the young
man with all his habitual indiffcr-
ence, "Sir, if we were in India L
should probably have you thrown
out of the window, or perhaps,
placed in lunatic asylum at Paris.
l have only the right to turn you
out of doors, and 1 request you to
get out"
81 comprehend; my presence ir-
ritatcs you."
NO, sir, it annoys me-"
The young man left the room;
but scarcely bad he passed the door
sill when white hand clasped his,
and a sweet voice said: "Well done;
you have repeated the lesson ex-
actly; now you must write the let
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