Litchfield enquirer., 1858-12-30
From the Cincinnati Enquirer.

uays Slhce, a young couple who had newly dor ned hymenial vestments, came from their home 3 pleasant village in this State, to spend : portion of that experimentation pero' Known as the honeymoon, and placed them selves under the charge of the proprietor o the Spencer House. They then saIlied for.l | to witness the beauties and pecuiiarties o sIQueen City, and do as Lrdes are ever won't, quantity of the little business embraced in tn, term shopping" They were gone severa hours and did not return to the hotel uutl near sundown, quite fatigued with their exer tons. Tine bride, Mrs. R., then found thai she had forgotten some articles indispensable tt her toilet, and unwilling to disturb her bus band, who she knew must be weary, slipped out while he was down stairs, and went up to Fourth street to get the dimnutive bundle She was successful in her search for the store and the article, but on her way back mi>took from her ignorance of the city, Main street for Broadway, and tie Madison for the Spencer House, which are situated nearly opposite to each other.
 Mrs E. went into the hotel, and thinking it looked rather different from the other, asked one Of the walters she met in the hail. in ratll- CT a low aud indstinct tone, if that Was the
 Spencer" to which he failing to understand her, replied in the affirmative She then or dered him to bring her the key to No. AS, winch he did, and she entered it, and removed her bonnet, shawl and other portions of her attire aud crept betwt en the sheets of the bed to enjoy little nap after her long walk, never dreaming she was in the wrong house, for the reason that the apartment happened to have the same position, aud be furnished very much like her room at tine Spencer"
 Instead of taking a little nap" she fell in- to profound sleep. that continued hour after hour until II o'clock at which time she was disturbed by most unexpected incident The righttul occupant Of No. AS, merch- ant from town ill Indiana, who had been to | the thrater and become little intoxicated, Went to the Mad Son, ad wis ing no one to see hls conditIoi, walked up to his room with out light, aud fortunately or unfortunately, found the door unlockrd. He e,tered quietly, and as total darkness rrigned there, he re- moved his garments and cr.l't into the Spacious double bed, not disturbing in the least the far Lraie who lay near the wa
 How long the two rcpostd th're side by side, with only Il foot 1t hetweeu lAe... exactly known, but prob.l ly about all hour, when a tremendous tU!se Was heard n the apartment from wh cl, female screams issued wildly prrclngIy anu ceasclessiy.
 The hotel Was in an ulroar proprIetorS, clerks, Walters and guests dressed aud halT- dressed, were at the door Of " forty-eisht" Ill few mlhutes, blocking up tine ehlrance ad asking each other eagerly What IS the mat ter ?" ' For Gods sake, tel! us what is the trouble p
 Tue cause of this outcry may be imagined. The bride had awaked about midnight, and putting her hand over her husband, it fell up- on the Indianan's face and the soft, warm touch aroused him at once. He did not un- derstand it exactly. though he did not dislike l it, aud in moment more Mrs. k. said /" My dearest husband, where have you been all this while ?"
 Husband 1" echoed the merchant, begin ming to See, like Lord Tnsel, that he had made small mistake here Il am nobody's hus- band 1 reckon, my dear Madam, you're p the wrohg bed."
 In the wrong bed-horror of horrors, thought the bride-what would her liege lord, what would the curous world say? And Mrs. k. | scre; med t'ribiy, and sprang from her couch just as her comlmE,on did the same. He Was fully as much alarmed as she, and entTeated her to give Mm time and hc would leave the apartment, although it Was the one hc had e',- gagcd--he'd make oath to that.
 Scream, scream, scream was the only reply to this kindly proposition.
 "My God, Madam don't vel so you'll wake the house. Be reasonable swear it's only mstake. Have some thought of the consequences. don't want to hurt you swear don't. You'll get me shot and your self--wetI, won't Say what"
 1 The screams Increased, and the poor Indian ian expecting every mom'nt to See plsto thrust in h,s face by d jealous husband, turned pale as death, winch he expected, and resigned himself to his fate.
 Just at this juncture, the throng outside presented itself at the door, and b.held Mrs R. covering in one corner, exercising her lung' magnGcently, with sheet wrapped over hel form and head, and the Indlanial. in the mid die of the room. enveIeped in a coveret, ejacu lating. My God, Madam, don't P
 The junior proprietor, Dr. CahiIl, saw ther' must be some mistake, and, requesting the oth CTS to retire, called the merchant out with hin into another room, and there learned the whol' story The Doctor then sent one of the la dies of the hotel to Mrs. R., and the entire at fair was explained, greatly to her reef-- : though she was overwhelmed with confusion d ! circumstance which might have ruined he 1 rtputation for evcr
 : Und,r the escort of the Doctor, she Wa conveyed to the Spencer" where the hus | baud was f0nud pacing the carridors with frai
 tic niein and halt-crazed with grief at the ny' !, terious disappearance of his wife, whom he bs }. h.ved had been spirited away by villain
 .l,r.<l fnr h.r jewels in this :. inf rnal city
 where. as he expressed it, they would kill
 man fer dollar any time"
 The ancient Greeks buried their dead in jar
 Hence the expression He's gone to pot.