Litchfield enquirer., 1856-08-14

Mr. Browns Mishaps.

HI du eAcnaDge, unueF the captlOn or " MT. Browns Mishaps"
 Mir. Eliphalet Brown was a bachelor of 35, or whereabouts one of those men who seem born to pass through the world alone Save this pecuarity, there was nothing to distin- guish MT. Brown from the multitude of other Browns who are born, grow up and die, in this world of ours It chanced that Mr. Brown had occasion to visit town some fifty miles distant on matters of business. It was his first visit to the place, and he proposed stop- ping for day, in order to give himself an op- portunity to look about Walking leisurely across the street, he was all at once accosted by child, who ran up to him, exclaiming-
 Father, l want you to buy me some candy" Father ]" Was it possible that he, bach elor, was addressed by that title ? He could not believe it "Who were you speaking to, my dear 2" he inquired of the little girl
 Il spoke to you, father" said the little one, surprised.
 Really" thought Mir. Brown, this is em- barrassing.' "I am not your father my dear," he said What is your name?'
 The child laughed heartily, evidently think ing it good joke "What funny father you are," she said but ain't you going to buy me some candy ?"
 "Yes, yes I'll buy you pound if you don't call me father any more," said Mir. Brown ner- vously. The little girl clapped her hands with delight The promise was all she remembered Mir. Brown proceeded to a confectionery store, where he actually bought pound of candy, which he placed in the hands of the little girl In coming out of the store they encountered the child's mother
 rl how much candy father has bought me. You shouldn't have bought her so much at a time, Mir. Jones'" said the lady, II am afraid she will make herself sick. But how did you happen to get home so quick? l did not ex- pect you till night
 Jones-I-madam," said the embarrassed Mir. Brown, it's all mistake 1 ain't Jones at all. It isn't my name. 1 am Eliphalet Brown of W, and this is the first time l ever came to this city"
 "Good heavens Mir Jones, what put this silly tale into your head You have conclud- cd to change your name, have you? Perhaps it is your intention to change your wife 7"
 Mrs. Jones tone was defiant and this only tended to increase Mir. Browns embarrassment Il haven't any wife, madam 1 never had any. On my word as gentleman, I never was l married.
 And do you intend to palm this tale off upon me 2' said Mrs. Jones, with excitement If you are not married, would like to know who l am?"
 "I have no doubt you are a most respccta- ble lady" said Mir. Brown, "and l conjecture, from what you have said, that your name is Jones {; but mine is Brown madam, and al- ways was."
 Melinda" said her mother, suddenly taking the child by the arm, and leading her up to Mir. Brown, Melinda, who is this gentleman ?"
 "Why that's father" was the child's inme. diate reply, as she confidently placed her hands in his,
 You hear that, Mr. Jones do you2 You hear what that innocent child says, and yet you have the unblushng impudence to deny that you are my husband The voice of Ma ture speaking through the child should over- whelm you. I'd like to KNOW if you are not her father, why are you buying candy for her? would like to have you answer that. But 1 presume you never saw her in your life.' Il never did. On my honor 1 never did - l told her would give her the candy if she woulc not call me father any more. You did, did youg Brihed your own child not to call you father Oh, Mr. Jones, this, is infamous Do you intend to desert me, sir, and leave me to the cold charities of the world aud is this your first stepy' Mrs. Jones was so overcome, that without any warming she fell back upon the sidewalk in a fainting fit. Instantly number of persons , ran to her assistance
 Mr. Jones, is your wife subject to faintng in this wayy' asked the first conner to Mir. Brown Il dor't know. She isn't my wife. don't know nything about her, 'stammered Mir Brown
 "Why, it's Mrs. Jo.es, ain't it P "Yes, but I'm not Mr Jones'"
 "Sir," said the first speaker sternly, "this is no time to jest I trust that you are not the cause of the excitement which must have occa- stoned your wife's fainting fit. You had bet ter call coach and carry her home directly" Poor Brown was dumbfounded. "I wonder" thought he, whether it is possible that I'm really Jones, and have gone crazy, in conse- gnence of which fancy that my name is Brown. And yet don't think Pm Jones' In spite Of all, will insist that my name is Brown. l Well, sir, what are you waiting for? It is necessary that your wife should be removed i'm mediately. Will you order carriage '"
 Brown saw that it was no use to protract the discussion by a denial. He therefore, with out contesting the point, ordered hackney coach to the spot. Mir. Brown accordingly lent an arm to Mrs. Jones who had somewhat recovered, and was about to close the door upon her.
 "What, are you not going with her yourself P
 "Why. no why should p | "YOur wife ehould mt m alone cha h.,