The literary echo. (Westerly, R.I.) 1851-1851, 1851-04-10
From the French Of Eugene GUinot, !
The Talisman,
BY ATfRED GAUDALET.

lt was after midnight, ana the DrlGc hau
lon: since retired to her nuptial chamber,
when her young husband at last succeeded
in escaping from the supper table, and
leaving his guests to take care Of them
selves, repaired to his BRIDES apartment.
Come in, sir said Anne, in a discreet
voice, Madame is waiting f,r you
The young husband pushed open the
door, and threw himself at the feet of his
wife, who, indeed, was waiting for him, seat
ed by the fire, in the elegant and coquettish
djShaJiUe of rich widow, whose desires
have been satisfied by new marriage.
Rise, pray YOU, n3 b.loyed, she said
to her husband, stretching her haEd to him.
'No, no, Madamc,' replied th2 young
nan, seizing the hand extended to him, no
allow me to remain thus at your feet, and
do not take away your hand, for fear you
will escape. trcmblc lest all this should
prove but Il dream. it seems that ! must
be the hero Of some fairy tale, and that On
the point of being happy, my happiness
will fly away, and leave 1nc to sorrow and
despair
do not fear, my beloved. ! was indeed
yesterday the widow Of Lord Melvil and
am to day Madame lie la Tour, your
wife. Danish from your mind the fairy
tale, for the tale is Il true story
Frederic de Ia Tour michl we'll think
that some favorable fairy had laken The d.
rcction ofhis affairs, form less than month
he had become rich and happy beyond all
expectation He was 25, an orphan, and
earned hardly enough to support himself,
when, one day, while passing in the Rue
st. Honore, brilliant cq,lipag' topped
before him, and charming and elegant
woman called out:
Sir Sir y
The footnan unrolled the steps OF the
carriage, and, hat in haud, respectfully in
yitcd Frederick to take a scat by the lady
all dressed in silks and covered with dia
monds. Scarcely was he seated, when the
horses started at full speed.
Sir said the lady, in a sweet voice, I
have received your letter, but notwithStand
ing your excuse, | will expect the pleasure
OF your company TOMORROW at nay sOlree.
'Of my company , inquired Fred ric.
'Yes, sir, you. All, beg your pardon,
exclaimed the lady, witt surprise, L beg
your pardon. But you look 50 much like
An acquaintance cf mine, that | mistook
your countenancc, Al, dear me, what
will YOU think Of me, sir But indeed,
such striking Resemblance Any one
would have committed the same mistake
Before the matter was explained, the
carriage had stopped at the gate of su-
pcrb mansion, and Frederic could do no
less than offer his hand to Lady Melvil.
Lady civil was beautiful, and Frederic
was easily subducd. lie congratulated
himself upon bis good luck, which had
made him acquainted with this charming
woman, accepted her invitations, and soon
became one Of the haJitues and daily visit
ors at her house. The rich widow was
surrounded by host of admirers, but one
by one they were driven away, and things
went Oh so, that before the end ofthc week,
the happy Frederic was the accepted suit
or Of the rich widow, who had made the
first proposal of marriage.
Frederiy placed himself sometimes be-
fore his smaN looking-glass, and considered
bimsolf with attention. He was not ugly,