The north Iowa times. [volume] (M'Gregor [i.e. McGregor], Iowa) 1856-1857, 1857-05-22
A DOUBLE MISTAKE.

A Paris correspondent tells the follow
ing singular story:
A very amusing historiettc is told of
Count NJ, a gentleman of fortune. his
wife, and a young gentleman who may
be designated as Mr. A. The latter, a
simple clerk in one OF the railroad offices,
and the Count are cousins. The Coun-
tess, very beautiful and rather con-
ceited woman, lived unhappily with her
husband. For more than year past
she has had an idea that young A. was
desperately in love with her. Every
look hecast upon her when they met,
every pressure Of the hand, every new
vest every fresh growth of moustaches,
were Interpreted as evidences of ardent,
though pentup love. One night, quite
late, Mr.. A. heard a ring at his door
Upon opening it, to his amazement he
beheld in his nocturnal visitor the fair
Countess, attired in travelling dress,
and carrying her jewel case in her hand.
Henry" said she. throwing her arms
around his neck, Il have come to re-
quite your long and faithful attachment"
"What attachment .? / don't under
stand you" "Your attachment to me.
l have read it in your every look for
months past. You love me my hus-
band is monsatr. Let us fly to some
distant land Nonsense ma'am.
love you! You mus: have been dream
ing. AS to flying to some distant land,
ycn know very well that l am an en-
ployec dependent for bread upon mode
rae salary. How arc we to live in your
distant land ?" Here are my Jewels ;
our wants will tritiing-" Pooh,
Pooh !" You don't want me to live on
other peoples jewels, do you? Let me
beg you to return Immediately home"
The lady sobbcd and ought to have
been tempting. 81 cannot,' she said,
"it is too late. | seized the occasion
when the Cunt went to the Opera this
evening to write a letter avowing all
my love for you-your passion for me-
my flight with you. By this time tie
letter is in his han Is, and if 90 back lie
will murder me-" "Zounds!' p ciacula-
ted the gentleman. ''you mean he will
murder me p Here was pretty busi-
ness, to be sure. The lady wcpt, and
the gentleman burst into a cold perspi-
ration. Twas now two O'Clock in the
morning. Soon ,sharp ring was heard
at the door. Poor A. turned pale, not
doubling tha. his enraged cousin had
come for satisfaction. Nerving himself,
he hid tie Countess in closet and
went to the door. II was the Count
who had pulled the bell, but instead of
being in ayiolent rage he looked anxious.
Henry" lie said, Il want you" II
am ready was the stocial reply
That's right, my boy, | knew l could
depend on you." The fact is, went to
the Opera this evening, and ought to
have been homo at eleven, but some
friends met me, insisted upon my sup
ping with them, and have kept me till
this moment. You know what a jealous
fury my wife is. You must go and
make my peace with her." Then you
have not been home ?" sNo." What
a load was off po.r A. heart. "Ill do
my best, said he Go and wait for me
at Tortoni's. I'llrejoin you in an hour"
Off went the husband. and as soon as he
was at safe distance A. quickly con-
Quoted the Countess to her residence,
returned to his friend, and gaily slap
ping him on the shoulder, assured him
it was all right. The unconscious Count
went home happy man, and SO ended
the adventure but it may be supposed
that the lady now entertains anything
but tenler sen'imen. towards her hus-
bands cousin,