Litchfield enquirer., 1859-06-30
A SLIGHT MISTAKE.

Chester F. Le Roy, gentleman-sto on the platform of the Albany depot, watching the procession of passengers just arrived in the Hudson River boat, who defled past me on their way to the cars. The Boston train, by which l had come, waited patiently as steam and fire might, for their leisure, with on- ly occasional and short shorts of remonstrance of the delay yet still the jostling crowd hur. ried past into the cars and fitted through them in search of seats, their increasing num- Der at least warned me that might find it difficult to regain my own, and l followed them
 '" beg your pardon, sir" | I turned, in obedience to a touch on my arm, and saw respectable looking negro man before me, who bore the travelling-bag aud shawl, and was, evidently, the attendant of a slender and stylish girl behind him. Do I speak" he said, lowing respectfully, and gla,l- cng at the portmanteau l carried, on which my surname was quite legible, do address, sir, MT. Le Roy p
 That is my name-at your service-what can do for you 2"
 "The young lady, Miss Florence Dundard, who was to join you at Albany, at six o'clock this evening" have charge of her." He turn ed to the young lady behind him.
 This is MT. Le Roy, Miss"
 The young lady, whose dark blue eyes had been scanning me, as I could perceive through her blue silk veil, now lifted it with an exquit- ly gloved little hand, and extended the other to me, with charming mixture of frankness and tmidity.
 "I am very glad to meet you, Mr. Le Roy," said she. thought l should know you iu a moment, Jenny described you so accurately. How kind it was for you to offer to take charge of me. hope I shan't trouble you" In the midst of my bewderment, at thus being addressed by the sweetest voice il the world, l managed to see that must make a proper reply, and proceeded to stammer out what thought an appropriate speech, when the servant who had left us for moment, re- turned, and I abandoned it unfinished
 Did you see my baggage, Edward 2" ask ed his mistress.
 "Yes, Miss it is all on."
 Then you had better hurry to reach the o'clock boat. Goodbye, and tell them you saw me safely off,"
 stood like one in dream, while the man handed me two checks for the trunks and en- dued me with the light baggage he had carri- ed but 1 was aroused by the young lady's asking me if we had not better secure our seats in the cars, and answered by offering her my arm. In ten minutes we were seated side by side, and trundling out of Albany at a rate | that grew faster and faster. had now time to reflect, with that lovely face opposite me, but what was the use Some strange mistake had undoubtedly hap pened, and 1 had evidently been taken for an other person of the same name but how to remedy this now, without alarming the inno- cent yourg lady in my charge--how to find the right man, with the right name, among several hundred people, and how to transfer her, without an unpleasant scene and explana- 1 tion, to the care of some one whose person was no less strange to her than mine While these thoughts whirled through my head, I happened to encounter those smiling eyes fixed upon me, and their open, unsuspicious gaze decided me. T will not trouble or distress her, by any knowledge of her position," I concluded, but will just do my best to fill the place of the individual she took me for, and conduct her wherever she wished to go, if can only find where it is P turned to her with an affectation of ease, which I was very far from feeling, and said, Tt is long jour ney."
 "Do you think so? But, it is very pleas ant isn't it? Cousin Jenny enjoyed it so | much r
 "Ah indeed r
 Why, why, what queer man :" she said with little laugh. Doesn't she never tell you, as she does me, in all her letters, how happy she is, and that St. Louis is the sweet est place in the world to live in? Dear me !! that sh, uld have to tell her own husband first How we shall laugh about it when we get there"
 So it was St. Louis we were going to, and 1 was her cousins husband. never was so thankful for two pieces of information in my life
 And how does dear Jenny look and what is she doing and how is my dear aunt Be man do tell me the news l"
 Jenny" said I, mastering courage and words, {" is the dearest little wife in the world you must know, only far to fond of her scamp of husband. As to her looks, you can't ex- pect me to say anything, for she always looks lovely to me
 Bravo r said the pretty girl, with ma licious smile but about my dear Aunty's rheumatism p
 Miss, mean, of course, Mrs. Beman, is very we'll"
 "Well 1" said my fair questioner, regarding me with surprise, thought she had not been well for number of years 1"
 e mean well for her." said I, in some tre- pidation " the air of St. Louis (which have since learned is of the misty moisty order) has done her world of good. She is quite a different woman."
 T am very glad" said her niece. }, She remained silent for a few moments, and ] then gleam of amusement began to dance iu } her bright eyes.o
 To think, ; said she, suddenly turning to me with a musical laugh, "that in all this time, you have not once mentioned the baby 7 knoao l gave 8 violent start and l Mink