The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1912-08-03

Lorenz by five minutes and the auto
tire blew out.
Before leaving Canal street the
count granted an interview. I'VE are
to be married today When and where
1 can not say. There is much to be
done in the meantime.
Money Before Marriage.
First We must go to Pullman and
draw out some money. I was there
Saturday but the bank was closed"
The count did not say whether the
money was his or Miss Lorenz'.
I'VE sail for Munich Aug. l. l
have engaged the bridal suite on the
Kaiserin Won Gustave Victoria We
will go to my mother. She already
knows Of my engagement and has
cabled her approval. have plenty Of
money at home and will pay my hotel
bills"
D. F. Livesay, partner of Fred Lo-
REM, who is brother of the counts fl
ancee, is authority for the statement
that Won Egmont is a real count and
a wealthy. one.
I'VE know it so WE'LL he said, that
we honored mis- draft. He is to go into
partnership with US. He will join with
Lorenz and me in the Chicago Heat
organized. am the president. We
have new smoke consuming device
The count is to put in $4,000
You see interrupted the count Il
spent the $500 my mother sent me
last April to come home on / did not
start home. 1 worked a little, part of
the time for a railroad. Is it any dis
grace if 1 was a porter in a saloon?
1t was honest work.
Waits August and $500.
Now my mother has sent August to
me. He is an old family servant He
brought with him $500 which he will
not give me in a lump because my
mother doesn't wish me to avoid com
ing home this time
August is a middle-aged man." said
Mr.. Livesay, and he is very respectful
toward the count. He bows low every
time he speaks to him"
L foolishly told August I was al
ready married. said the count HE
wanted to see my wife. So in order
to get rid of him until we were mar
ried 1 sent him on an errand out Of
town. He returns this afternoon
When the tire of his auto collapsed
and he was precipitated from the ton
neau of his glorious red touring car
his feelings were hurt and he was an
CRY.
With a wave Of his hand he ordered
that the Inflated machine be pushed
to a garage and made haste to keep
his rendezvous with his sweetheart. He
leaped into a passing street car and
again he was upset
Is Walking Fashion Plate.
On the street car all his fellow
passengers eyed him most brazenly for
the scion Of the celebrated German
house was attired in a gala outfit
which might have been patterned after
a multicolored fashion plate. A fam
ing necktie set off a natty gray
checked suit. His face was distin-
guished from the faces of all the prole-
tartat by a carefully groomed blonde
mustache.
ImperYious to the stares, however.
the count gradually recovered his good
spirits and, humming A love song of
the fatherland, he waited impatiently
for the car to reach the place where
his bride-to-be was to meet him.
Eventually-it must have seemed
ages to the count, by the way he
| tapped on the window pane-the car
did arrive at the desired corner and
out leaped the nobleman. He broke
into an imperial trot and, putting con-
siderably, knocked upon the door
wherin he expected to discover his
countess-to-be.
But the count got up on his left
side in the morning and as any one
with any perception might expect af-
ter such an occurrence-there was no
bride. Der Teufel," exclaimed the
count, with an alarming tug at his
blonde mustache
Whereat, there being nothing else
to do. the count made haste to return
to his place of business saloon
owned by his sweethearts brother. at
! $50 South Canal street.