Pulp Fiction, 1860 · page 81 of 134
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A CUBAN DANDY. 79 ' CHAPTER, XIV. THE CUBAN LION AT SARATOGA. A picture of indolence and high-life almost unequaled. A long, private parlor, gorg is imported expressly for the use of the occupant. The high windows, rich with hangings of gold-embroidered lace. A lounge of crimson yelvet, drawn up to the central casement, and reclining thereon in voluptuous elegance, Don Carlos Nothing could be more splendid than the oriental magnifi- cence of his costume; it is an emulation of princely expendi- ture It flashes if he lifts an arm as if embroidered with gems. The light trembles from shoulder to hem if he but moves An amber pipe, gold-mouthed, and falling in many serpentine folds, is gracefully suspended from his lips. His smoking cap is of massive gold braid, with perhaps here and there a jewel touching its points. He is the king of loungers, this Don Car- los, with unbounded wealth—this heir to luxury. He has been out to-day, but no languid and well-dressed belle was honored by a seat at his side in the beautiful vo- lante. It has not yet come to that.. The Don uses his gold, brilliant-mounted eye-glass, NOW and then, drawls “ rather pretty,” and’ that is all. His selfish heart is steeled against bright eyes—the charmer’s charm in vain. He is watched through closed shutters—watched stealthily through half-open doors, The young fledglings go into extasies over him—his walk, his air, his bow, his smile, all are perfection. Decidedly he is the lion of Saratoga. And then there is such a roman- tic story going the rounds, how he is breaking his heart for some fair lady who ran away on the night she was to be a der he shuns the sex and keeps so bride—poor man! no won much in solitude. And that dear little elderly lady! did you notice her laces? Every day something new and the plainest far more costly than the richest specimens that adorn the arms comicbooks.com eous with upholstery, some of which .