The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1874-03-13
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ALUCKY MISTAKE.

Among other steerage passengers
who drifted over to New York from
Havre, a little while ago, was young
French girl named Louise Dumont-
Her destination was Newark, Deia-
ware, where she had a distant female
relative living, in INDECENT circumstan-
ces, and, as she believed, the only sur
wing kin she had in the world. by
some mistake, owing to her inability to
understand the English language, she
took train on the Delaware, Lacka-
wana and Western II. r., and got off
at Newark. y. j. When she was in
formed of her error, she secured tick
ct to return again to New York on the
next train, but on account OF very re-
markable occurrence she was induced
to change her mind.
As the girl sat in the depot, dowu-
cast in spirits, alone in a strange land
and almost penniless, visions of her
home in La Belle France" crossed
her mind She thought of her mother
who had recently died, of her only
brother who fell with his father as they
fought side by side at the terri ble battle
of Saarbruck, and as she unused upon
her past joys and present loneliness, she
unconsciously toyed with large gold
lOcket that was suspended by strong
silver chain from her neck, while tears
trickled down her cheeks. She was
brunette of the loveliest type, and her
Jet black waVy hair was arranged with
such exquisite taste that it made the
broad, high forehead, expressive brown
eyes, AMI graceful, full throat appear
to the best advantage
While Louise was abstractedly play
ing with her locket, there came into the
depot tall and handsome gentleman,
of about sixty years of age. He had
something Of a military bearing, and
his countenance indicated intelligence
and refinement The girls appearance
Immediately attracted his attention,
and as he, too, was waiting for train,
he occupied the time in watching her.
As he walked leisurely to and fro in
the ladies' room, he came near to where
the girl was sitting just as she opened
the lOcket and revealed a well known
face, that was the exact counterpart of
picture that he had at home in his Ii
|
Josephine, the deceased wife of NapO-
leon Bonaparte. The gentleman imme-
diately asked the girl, in good French,
where she obtained the picture. She
| replied, with much simplicity:
MY mother gave it to me"
Requesting the favor of examining
the lOcket, he took it in hand, and, with
the greatest astonishment, read the fol-
lowing inscription:
Josephine, to HoTtense de Miratel,
1912"
MY mother was a Miratel," =" said he.
scanning the beautiful French girls
features closely, land, " he added, as a
light seemed to flash in upon his con-
fused ideas, "she was sister to Hor-
tense de Miratel, who, for some act of
faithfulness to the unhappy Josephine,
received this lOcket and portrait as a
reward. My good girl, who are you,
anyhow ?"
The child then related her story
how her father and brother had been
killed in battle, and that her mother
had but recently died; that she had
committed her to the care Of the only
relative that she believed to be living,
at Newark, Delaware.
The gentleman then being satisfied
that the girl was his own niece, dis
closed his own name, Victor Provost.
He had escaped from prison when a
young man, having been incarcerated
| by the BOurbons about the time of the
sojourn of Louis Napoleon in America.
He fed to this country and settled
at Wilkesbarre, Pa, where he now
lives in affiuence, being interested in
large coal and iron tracts in that To-
cality. 1t is hardly necessary to state
that the niece needed but little persua-
sion to accompany her uncle home
The romance OF her story is increased
by the fact that Mr.. Provost has son.
who Is very promising young man,
and that he Immediately became fasci-
mated with his newly found cousin. The
old gentleman is in ecstacy at the turn
things have taken, and has resolved
that his son shall marry the girl on
New Years day. OF course young
Provost has accepted this proposition
with much joy, and orders for a mag
nificent bridal trousSeau are now being
filled by various parties in New York
for the fortunate girl who, but little
more than week ago, was penniless
steerage passenger in an emigrant ship.
GLUE AS A HEALING REMEDY.-For
the last twelve or fourteen wears I