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Story Of A Pair Of Slippers

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Day
2
Month
September
Year
1870
Copyright
Public Domain
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It is a fortúnate circumstnneo that officars not on duty wcar muti, otherwise two gallont gentlemen would Lave eut each otber's throats on Monday, all in consequeuce of a pink t-lipper. Baron de T ís a very jolly bachelor by no means a sworn brother of the Order oí Multa, and although not a. proüsiñontl Don Joan, still witb a oertain reputation for sueoess among the fair ladies of the capital JI is intímalo friend,"Count de P , on the contrary, has the name of bcin a most devoted huisband, although liis wife's beauty is so yrest that thero ia little merit in bis constaney NotvvithHtanding this great diiTi-renoe in c'.aracter and taste, these two gentlemen have long been inseparable, Madame P ■- al wny taking up the cudgel in behalf of hor husbaud'u friend wheaover ho was attacked tno warinly in her prepcnce and the Baron olten remarkiug that he would rangor hinisolf as soon as hecould find some one os lovely as the Coumoss. Jïotu of tüee Kentleruen belong to the stuff of a Prenoh Marshal, wlio went to the front on Weduesdny, and two days before P went to T 's lodgings ou business cnnnectud wilh their camp:iignifg arrangernents. Tliero was tome liltle deiay in unswering liis ring, and as heentered the drawing-room he heard the rustía oí a lk dres as the opposite door was closed. Ratber aecustomed to such episodes at bis friond's rooms, P ezcuaed bimself for the intrusión, aod vtíis ubout to withdraw, wbeu suddjijy bis gluuce full upon a tiuy pink flipper lyiag close to the parlor door, which liad evidently be'".i dropped by the fair visitor in her preoipitate í'.iglit. Ha-ítilv springing furward be snatched it from the ground, and saw, witL horror, not only the pama of bis wiíc'a shoemaktr, but also ber owd monogram. "Madame r'e P is in your room,'' be exclaimed, in a patoxysm ol jealous rage. "You are mad f'answcred T - - ."1 give you my word of honor as a gentleman, tliat sbe has never crossed niy threshold ; had she been hero, most eertainly you would not have been per mi tted to enter." Tlie Count, howev would uot bo convinced, and with t'ic cusing slipper in his band insisted upon being conironted witb the lady who was iu the iuner room. üf toarse, the Baron eaid he would dio before he peraiitted this, and finally his visitor left tho housu sweariug that "blood alone could wash out the outrage," etc. Jumping intu Lis carriage, Monsieur e P drove homo rapidly, and mrst like a mad buil into hia wife's oudoir, wbere the lady was makiug' up )iun lint for the patriotio association. "Where have you bto:i ?" he shouted she carne in. "I think that jou lir.d bettor answer hat question," she replied very quietlv. 'I have not left the house to-day, while 'ou rush in here lite a lunatic." And then, after a moraent's eilence : 'Bilt what at e you doing with my sliper? Give it to mü at once. You are crumpling it up, go tbat I shall not ba able to wear t (' "So you couiess that it is yours, madame ?" "Most certainly, and I wish you would not twist it about so horribly " "Very well, Madame ; I found it at your lovcr's." "My lover's I Dccidedly, mon amt, yon are 11. Shall I eend for the doctor?" "I do not joke madame ; I found it at Monsieur de T 's, where doubtless itn feliow is at present." The Counhes rang tbe bel], and bade her raaid bring in her pair of pink satin Fenelons. A moment afterward three shocs wero in the hand of the astooished Couut. "But whose ia tho third one ?" he said ; ''it had your shoemaker's name, and even your mouogram and ooronot ' Madame de P- - thought for an instant, and tlun laughed out heartüy, as she answered : "I have it. I sent back a pair last week because thoy were too large You deserre, you jealwus wretch, that they hould fit me. MoDsic.:r Jaoob evidently h'is a cuHtomer wbo is Ie 8 of a Cinderella than I am. Look fur yourtelf; they are at least a siza too loDg." Gonfused and repen tant, tha Count feü at the feet he liad so unjus'.Iy calumniatcd, and rn a fw moments returned to explain 8nd apologize to bis friend the Baron. "But iny deur friend,' he said, "bog your lady visitor to chauge her shoemaker."

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