Litchfield enquirer., 1862-01-30
A sHREWD TRICK.

BIT or PRACTICAL ENTOMOLOGY.
 A writer in one of the London weekly jour- nals tells this story:
 A comical little lady, in green spectacles, told ss the story, gravely: we will set it down as we heard it.
 Little Old Lady loquiur:
 The scene was very popular place of amusement and recreation; there is no need to paftieularize further. You have been there, and 90 have l. It was not a very grand day at the popular place of amusement; that is to say, no monster attraction had been got up to draw null titudes thither but there were visitors in plenty nevertheless, and there was also music. Amongst those visitors have to bespeak your attention on behalf of . friend of mine as she happened to wear on this occasion blue dress, and don't mean to mention names, shall call her the La. dy in Blue. She was walking companionless in ftequented spots for one comparatively lonely, where the hum of the human hive was still audi ble, sort of accompaniment to the footsteps of the few who were sauntering up and down prob- ably, like herself, waiting for friends. Looking at these loungers, the Lady in Blue experienced . momentary feeling of wonder at the sight of . policeman in this quiet spot, where people had nothing to do but to enjoy themselves peaceably. It might have formed fine subject for a' frag- ment' on the depravity of human nature, but the Lady inBlue was no poet. and could not improve the occasion. She walked on, therefore, and lis- tened to the mnsic, and had just begun to won- der impatiently why her friends wore 70 late at the place of meeting, when, by one of those transferists and thought impressonists, she rais- cd her head suddenly, and caught the glance of peculiarly gentleman-liks stranger fixed in . searching manner upon her. It was averted at once, of course nevertheless there was little additional haxtexr in the carriage of the Lady iu Blue as she continued her walk Still on her ear came faintly the delightful platitudes of the eternal, never to be worn out, Trovatore {; but suddenly thers was step close beside her, a touch, gentle sud most polite.
 Excuse mo, madam"
 And the lady stopped in amusement, It was the Hentlemanly stranger.
 "I beg ten thousand pardous, but there is a in fact disagreeabls insect on your shawl Might be allowed to remove it!
 ''The Lady in Blue turned with face of hor. row. It sras disagaeeable insect there is no denying that It was-to tell you the truth, said the little Old Lady, nodding over her spec. tacles. Il am not an American, but an old fash toned Engiishwomen, and always like to call things by their right names. Ifthero is any fine long Latin word for the insect, don't know it, and ssAsuldn't use it if did. It was what is is vulgarly called a bug.
 When the. Lady in Blue had recovered her self little, her first impulse was to look for the gentlemanly stranger but he was gone. And very proper of him too, she thought Q great delleacy and good breeding. But the thing tae insectl To be actually on her shawl! How ola It get there? Where had that shawl been. o soa now was such calamity possible! Did any one see the transaction? These were aues, tfens ms oa .etaoss import, and unanswerable Her longer any charms for her. A Sensation I os hor "o rible discomfort fingered about that shawl a ana the hum ot the human hiye which before hnJ been soothing, seemed like . chorus of S;,ts''. aa voices lifted up on the subject of that dsaoraas able insect. When would her friends ;o;n Sa" At any rate it must be long past the lime s, sn pointed. Thinking thus, she began fumbl;p. nervously at her watch chain at least in thee direction oS the chain. For you see the chain itself was gone, and the watch was gone and when she searched her pocket, she found that her purse was gone too. And by this time her face of dismay, and her exclamations had at tracted the policeman, Whose appearancein such place had seemed to her as unnecessary a short time before.
 "Other curious individuals also began to gather round her in fact the poor Lady in Blue thought all the world was coming to chatter about her and add to her confusion, which was quite superfuous attention on the worlds rart ; ana 10 the question, When did you miss the arti. cles she could onlyput her hand to her head in ofdistress. 's""'S
 "s Miss them! don't knov-I-,
 "' When did you have them lastr
 "tI really cannot tell, I-yes, now I know r am quite sure. looked at my watch just ne. fore that strange gentleman spoke to me a.
 What gentleman
 A stranger to me, quite, He-wby, there