Litchfield enquirer., 1861-01-31
THE LOST RING.

Paris, so prosaically materialist, is always en.
 chanted with any thingin the shape of myste- ry, and stories of ghosts, fortune-telling and l clairvoyance are it's especial delights. The new. est fact in this line is the adventure which has just happened to the beautiful baroness Alphon- SC de Rothschild (the only pretty woman of the name.) apropos of magnificent diamond ring, The baroness was one of hunting party com posed. entirely of persons belonging to the Rothschid family, assembled week or two ago at the Chateau de Terriers. While following the hounds with the rest of the party, the young baroness drew off her glove, and so doing, drew
 oil also, but unconsciously, the ring in question, On returning to the chateau she perceived that
 the ring was gone; and as it was not only of immense pecuniary value, but highly prized by
 her as souvenir, her anxiety to have it found
 may be imagined. Notices were at once put all
 over the estate, announcing the loss of the ring
 and promising a reward of five hundred francs for it's recovery. The keepers, gardeners, and servants of the chateau were greatly excited by the incident and nothing was talked of that evening on the estate of Ferieres but the lost ring and the reward offered it. But the park is so vast, the alleys were so full of mud and l dead leaves that no one ventured to hope that the ring could be recovered. The daughter of the head-keeper, who had been in the service of
 Madame Alphonse de Rothschlld and was much
 attached to her, was especially excited on the
 subject. and lay awake in her bed the greater part of the night, unable to sleep for thinking
 of the sorrow the young baSoness would feel at
 the loss of this precious ring, and wishing that
 it were possible for her to find it. It was not
 until towards morning that she fell asleep, when
 she dreamed that stranger appeared to her, and thus addressed her: "As soon as day
 breaks go to the crossroads next to the old stone cross ; you will find the ring in heap of rotten leaves, at the foot of the great elm, at the edge of the dtch" Waking from her sleep as the stranger ceased speaking, the girl sprang out of bed dressed herself with the utmost ex- pedition and hastened to the spot indicated in her dream pushed aside the dead leaves at the foot of the tree, and beheld the missing ring shining like glow worm." Joyfully possess ing herself of the treasure, she rushed back to the chateau, shouting as she went. I've found the ring! I've found the ringI" Five minutes afterwards the Baroness had the missing token on her finger, and the keepers daughter found herself possessed of dot that will no doubt raise her immensely in the eyes of all the lads in the neighborhood of Ferrieres. As the Bar oness James dc Rothschild, the head of the fanl- fly, is devout believer in the supernatural, the girls story met with general credence at the chateau, whence it spread rapidly, and was soon the general topic of the gossp-loving saloons of the capital, where it is now being discussed by | ences those who refuse to accept the fact of the dream being unable to explain, by what oth- CT agency she could have succeeded Ill finding so small an object, lost under such circumstan- cas As to the great banker, when questioned as to his opinion with regard to the dream, he invariably answers, "1he ring is found, Mat is the important point; the rest is of no conse- quence."
 This story, in it's progress among the Parisian sazons, has called forth host of others equally well attested and equally inexplicable, and among them the incident which happened in the au- tumn of this year to the Russian Princess w., residence in Paris and general favorte, who, one rainy day, was sitting beside the fire in her bedroom nursing violent attack of neuralgia, when she suddenly behell on one of the panels of the room-hung with draperies of gray silk a shadowy appearance, as though projected from a magic lantern-at first dim, but gradually be- coming distinct and which at length represent ed a forest not as a scene ill q picture, but with all the color and relief of nature. As she gazed into this forest, she saw sportsman moving cautiously, as though ill pursuit of game and then she saw boar lying in wait for the hunter, upon whom it sprang as he approached, throw ing him down and tearing him with it's tusks then there appeared rushing through the trees a party of huntsmen, who approached the wound ed man with gestures of despair. The boar sprang out of sight as the group closed round their comrade and carried him from the wood, leaving trail of blood as they disappeared. The shreks of the princess bIought all the peo- pie of the house to her room "There there |! my brother my poor brother?" she screamed, pointing to the hangings. Nothing was to be seen in the direction she indicated, and every one about her endeavored to calm her. to per suade her that she had fallen asleep and had been dreaming. But nothing could convince bort of ub,t cba hoI npull bp TrpoIn She wept long and bitterly, and kept exclaiming. "My brother! my poor brother!' This state of nervous excitement was with difficulty con trolled; and when she had recovered her self command, she wrote letter after letter to tho brother whom she had seen in her vision, and who was in the Crimea, where he possessed i'm mense estates covered with woods, in which he was in the habit of hunting. A few weeks af- forwards the Princess w. learned that at tho very time when she saw this vision her brother was knocked down by boar that he had beeu following in the forest that he was trampled and torn by the animal exactly us she had seen, and was carried off, apparently dead, by his friends, who came up with him just in time to save his life.~4fhe lrince who is now in Paris, is still suffering from the wounds inflicted by the tusks and hoofs of the animal, and which are not yet entirely healed.-N y. Post.
 THE PLor.-Mr. Hawley of the Hartford Press, now in Washington, writes Q very inter- esting letter home to his readers. He does not believe the disunion feeling to be so all perva- ding at the South, as the leaders would have the people believe. He thinks, however, that the head traitors have been plotting against the government for years, and are determined now to carry out their ends. On this point Mir. Flaw ley says;a E.
 '' There is not the slightest doubt that care- fully concocted conspiracy has been on foot for years, to bring about disruption. It controlled the Breckinridge wing at the Charleston Con vention and broke up the party to make suro of Lincolns election and thereby get pretext. It had it's workers in the Cabinet, frightening Buchanan, tying him down and making him play into their hands It had its men in the Senate engineering Lecomptonism, defeating the Pacific Railroad, defeating the revision of the tariff, reyiling insulting, belying and exas- nnratino tbe North and latterly talking treason 1 outrieht and defantly. The conspirators we're crazy to commit the South by precipitating South Carolina
 It seemed certain and such is still the belief of many. that they would succeed in carrying out tbe entire fifteen slave states, possibly with enc or two exceptions. No sagacious man foretells | anything but war in such event. What then Ruin to the South--possibly tits close treaty of permanent separation--the eventful peaceful union of Canada with powerful Northern rs-, public and-well, one can speculate as well as | another,