The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1874-04-18
A LUCKY MISTAKE.

named Louise Dum0nt. Her destination
was Newark, Delaware, where she had a
distant female relative living, in INDECENT
circumstances, and, as she believed, the
only surviving kin she had in the world.
By some mistake, owing to her inability
to understand the English language, she
took train on the Delaware, Lackawana
& Western Railroad, and got off at New
ark, N. j. When she was informed of
her error, she bought ticket to return
again to New York on the next train, but
on account of very remarkable occurrence
she was induced to change her mind.
AS the girl sat in the depot, downcast in
spirits, alone in 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
terrible battle of Saarbruck, and as she
unused upon her past joys and present
loneliness, she unconsciously toyed with a
large gold locket that was suspended by a
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, and
graceful, full throat appear to the best
advantage.
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with her locket, there came into the depot
a tall and handsome gentleman, about
sixty years of age. He had something of
a military bearing, and his countenance
The girls appearance Immediately attract
ed his attention, and as he, too, was waiting
for train, he occupied the time in watch
ing 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 well-known face that
was the exact counterpart of picture that
he had at home in his library. 1t repre-
sented the Empress Josephine, the deceased
wife of Napoleon Bonaparte. The gentle
man Immediately 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 establishment, read the following
inscription:
Josephine, to Hortense De Miratel,
1872"
"My mother was Miratel," said he,
scanning the beautiful French girls feat
ures closely, "and," he added, as light
seemed to flash in upon his confused ideas,
"she was sister to Hortense 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 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 neice, disclosed his
own name, Victor Provost. He had es-
capped from prison when young man, hav-
ing been incarcerated by the Bourbons
about the time of the sojourn of Louis
Napoleon in America.
He fled to this country and settled at
Wilkesbarre, Pa, where he now lives in
affluence, being interested in large coal and
iron tracts in that locality. 1t is hardly
necessity to state that the niece needed but
little persuasion to accompany her uncle
home. The romance of her story is in
creased by the fact that Mr.. Provost has a
son, who is very promising young man,
and that he Immediately became fascinated
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
magnificent 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 Storage
passenger in an emisrant ship.
TooTHACHE.-An exchange gives the
following simple application for the tooth
ache, on the principle, if no cure, no
charge for the advice:
If any of our readers suffer from the
toothache, or neuralgia affections arising
from teeth in any stage of decay, they
may experience relief, instantaneous and
permanent, by saturating small bit of
clean cotton or wool with a strong solution
of ammonia, and applying Immediately to
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