Burlington free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1827-1865, 1859-01-14

Eliphalet Brown, of W, and this i.
the first time ever came into this CITY,"
Good Heavens Mr.. Jones. what has
put this silly tale into your head You have
concluded to chang, your name, have YOU ?
Perhaps it's your intention to change your
wife p
Mrs Jones tone was now defiant and this
tended to increase Mr.. Browns cnbarrnss-
mCut.
81 haven't any wife, madame il never had
any. On my word as gentleman, never
was married"
"And do you intend to palm this tale of
upon me . said Mrs. Jones. with excite
mcnt. eff YOU are not married. I'd like to
know who am
81 have no doubt you are most rcspccta-
bic lady" said Mr.. Brown, land coniec-
ture from what you have said, that your
name is Jones but mine is Brown, madame.
and always was =
"Melinda," said her mother. suddenly
taking her child by the arm, and leading her
up to Mr.. Brown, "Mclinla, who is this
| gentleman ~
"Why, that's father - was the childs
immediate reply, as she confdingy placed
her hand in his.
"lou hear that, Mr. Jones' do you You
hear what the innocent child says, and vet
You have the unblushing impudencc to deny
that you are my husband The voice Of
nature, Speaking through the child. should
overwhcm you. I'd like to know if you are
not her father why you are buying candy for
her? would like to have you answer that.
hut presume you never saw her before in
your life
81 never did. On my honor, never did.
| told her would give her the candy if she
wonldn t call me father any more.
"lou did. did you? Bribed your child
not to call you father Oh, Mr.. Jenes, that
is infamous Do you intend to desert me,
sir, and leave me to the cold charities Of the
world And is this your first step?
Mrs. Jones was so overcome that without
any warning, she fell back upon the SIDE
walk in iainting fit
Instantly number of persons ran to her
assistance
''ls your wife subject to flnting in this
way ~ asked the first conner Of Brown.
~ don know said Mr.. Brown. .'She
ism my wife. don't know anything about
her"
"Why, it's Mrs. Jones, amt it o.
''Ycs, but I'm not Mr.. JONES'
" Sir, said the first speaker stcrnlv. "this
is no time to Jest. trust that you are not
the cause of the excitement which must have
occasioncd your wie's iainting fit You had
better call coach and carry her home di
rcctly.'
Poor Brown was dumhfoundcd.
sI wonder ''thought he, 'whether it s posi-
bic that I'm Mr.. Jones without knowing it.
Perhaps I'm really Jones. and have gone
crazy, in consequence of which fancy that
my name is Brown. And yet don't think
I'm Jones. In spite of all, will insist that
my name is Brown
Well, sir, what are you waiting for? 1t
is necessary that your wife should be removed
at once. Will you order carriage -
Brown saw that there was no use to pro-
tract the discussion by denial. He there
Tore without contestng the point, ordered
hackney coach to the spot.
MI Brown accordingly lent an arm to Mrs.
Jones, who had somewhat recovered and was
about to close the door upon her.
Why, are you not going yoursclf?'
Why, no; why should I?'
4" Your wife should not 70 alone, she has
hardly recovered
Brown gave a Departing glance at the
crowd around him, and dceming it useless to
make opposition where so many seemed tho
roughly convinced that he was Mr.. Jones,
followed the lady in.
"Where shall drivc?' SAID the whip.
i-l-I-uou hHON, sllu NlT. Drown.
Where would you wish to be carried"
{" Home, of course" murmurcd Mrs. Jones.
g do not know said Brown.
&" No. 10 Il street." said the gentle
man already introduced, glancing contempt
uously at Brown"
viii you help me out. Mr.. Jones?" said
the lady, - am not fully recovered from
the iainting fit into which your cruelty drove
me.
Are you quite sure that am Mr. Joncs?"
asked Brown with anxiety.
"Of course said Mrs. Jones.
"Thon,' said he. resignedly, :" suppoao
am. But, if you will believe me- was firmly
convinced this morning that my name was
Brown, and to tell the truth. | havn't any
recollection of this house"
Brown helped Mrs. Jones into the parlor
but good heavens conceive the astonshment
Of all, when man was discovered seated in
an arm chair, who was the very fac simie of
Mr.. Brown in form, feature, and every other
respect
" Gracious :" exclaimed the lady, which
which is my husband ~
An explanation was given, the mystery
cleared up and Mr. Browns pardon sought
for the embarrassing mistake. 1t was freely
accorded by Mr.. Brown, who was quite de-
lighted to think that, after all, he was not
Mr.. Jones, with wife and child to boot
Mr.. Brown has not since visited the place
where this 4" Comedy of Errors ''ihappened,;
he is afraid of losing his identity.
INTELLECT IN RAGS.
1t was bleak wintry day Heavy snow
drifts lay piled up in the streets Of New York,
and the whole appearance of the streets was
very cold md dismal.
Seated on the steps OF one Of the large
dwellings on Fifth Avenue, was a boy appa-
rently thirteen years of age. He was literal
ly clothed IN rags, and his hands were blue,
and his teeth chartered with cold. Lying up
on his knees was a newspaper he had pick
ed up in the streets, and he was trying to
read the words upon it. He had been occu-
pied thus for some time, when two little
girls clad in silks and iurs came towards
him. The eldest one was about twelve years
old, and 50 beautiful tnat the poor boy raised
his eyes in undisguised admiration.
The child of wealth st pped before him,
and turning to her companion exclaimed
Marian, just see this fellow ON my steps
Boy what are you doing here 90
Il am trying to learn to read upon this
little bit Oi paper, answered the boy.
The girl laughed derisyely and SAID
"Well, truly have heard of intellect
in rags, Marian, and here it is personiiied "
Marian's soft hazel eyes filled with tears,
as she replied
"Oh, Louisa, do not talk so ; you know
what Miss Fannie teaches in school, 'the rich
and the poor meet together, and the Lord is
Maker of them all. -
IouiSn lauuhal AGAIN and su IA tn tba how