New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1857-03-14
A Double Mistake.

A Paris correspondent tells the following singular
story:
A very amusing historette is told of Count NJ,
gentleman Of fortune, his wife, and a young man who
may be designated as Mr.. A. The latter, simple
clerk in one of the railroad offices, and the Count
cousins. The Countess a very beautiful and rather
conceted woman, lived unhappily with her husband
For than year past she has been under the idea
that young A. was desperately in love with her.
Every look the young gentleman cast upon her when
they met every pressure of the hand every new vest
every fresh growth of moustacheswas interpreted as
an evidence of ardent, though pentup love. One
night quite late, Mr. A. heard ring at his door,
Upon opening it, to his great amazement he behed,
in his nocturnal visitor, the fair Countess attred in
travelling dress and carrying in her hand her jewel
case. Henry said she, throwing her arms around
bis neck, Il have come to requite Your long and faith
full attachment" "Uhdt attachment? don't un-
derstand your ''Your attachment to me! have
read it in your every look for months past You love
me My husband is a monster. Let US fly to some
distant land" ''Nonsense mann! love you! Inever
dreamed Of such thingi You must have been
dreaming. As to flying to some distant land-you
know very well that am an employee dependent for
| bread upon modest salary. How the deuce are we
to live in your distant land should like to know p
| Here are my jewels. Our wants will be trif1ing-'
Pooh! pooh! you don't want me to live upon other
peoples diamonds, do you Let me beg you to return
| Immediately home.'' The lady sobbed and ought to
have been tempting. q cannot, She said 1T is too
late. l seized the occasion when the Count went to
the opera this evening, to write letter avowing all
my love for yOuyour passion for me-Iny flight with
you. By this time the letter is in his hand and if
| go back he will murder me.''
| "Zound p' calculated the gentleman, :" you mean he
will murder e.' Here was pretty business, to be
sure. The lady wept and the gentleman went into a
cold perspraton. 1t was now two o'clock in the
morning. Presently a sharp ring was heard at the
door. Poor A. turned pale, not doubling that his en-.
ragged cousin had come for g satisfaction Nervng
himself to the effort, he hid the Countess in closet
and went to the door, 1t was the Count who rung
the bell but instead of being in violent rage he
only looked anxious. Henry said he, " / want
you" am ready p was the stocal reply. +" That's
right, old boy! | knew could depend on you. The
facts are these went to the opera this evening
and ought to have been home at IL o'clock but as
was leaving the theater, some friends met me- insisted
upon my supping with them, and have kept me until
this moment. You know what a Jealous fury my
wife is--you must so and make my peace with her,
!" Then you have not been home?H No" What a
load was off poor AS heart I'll do my best said
he :" go and wait for at the Tortoni. Twill
rejoin you in an hour" OFF went the husband, and
as soon he was safely at distance A. quickly con
Quoted the Countess to her residence returned to his
friend and gaily slapping him on the shoulder
assured him that g it was all right"
The unconscious Count went home happy man
and so ended the adventure. But il may be supposed
That the lady now entertains anything but a tende
sentiment towards her husbands cousin