A Touching Tale Of Female Fidelity

The woos of' CongTcssman Bowcn, and the number of lovoly women who are continually fllftiming the prior right to cali him " husband," havo suggested to tko Louisville CourUr-Jouraal th'j follovwing touohing talo : ÁLuiy years ago, as a matter of faot in 1850, ayoung Teutón, of good famMyand suiall fortune, iet out' from the little village of Sturmgarten, which is about ten miles iuland trom the Rhine, and in one of the obscurest and most inaccessible districts of Gorniany. Ho rep&ired first to Paris, where he concoived the idea of disusing his own name and assuming another. Thus a stranger uuknown and unattended, and answering a fictitious address he visited London, strolled over England, Scotland, and Ireland ; went on a voyage ui) the Mediterraneafl ; and being of an expensivo turn, took passage in a China paoket and sojoumed a year in Pekin. Fïnally, he crossed over toTeddo, and thenco carne to California. Ho consi ■■ hiinsolf to all intents lost to his natural workL He had grown in stature and atnength, and vas, inevery respect, another person. Uy this time, howerer, he bagan to grow Berious, and resolved to turn his attention to ggme üober vrork. Being a ready aooountant, hefound nodifficulty in obtaining employment in San Francisco. But he grew woary of the rough lifo which was then in vogue there and came overlaad to Kentuoky. Ho stopped in Louisville, was engaged by a Main street house, and gave so much satisfaction tlr.t he was presently Bent on a coüecting tour into Georgia. In thoso days trans] tion was slow. Northern Georgia was almost inaccessable At Dalton lic had to take a saddle-horse to go to Uoino Bad the adjaoemt country, j.ato oneevenlng whilst wending his way through CeAar Valley, he was thrown violently down a pcecipioe and scriously injured. Aftor many hours he vas pioked np, senseless, oanied do a ftumhooae near by and properly nursed. As all the details of tliis story were obüiined from the principal actor, exceptthc leading fact on whicE it rests, whieh is personally known to the mater, we may as well quote the words of the original narrativo as we remember thciiL " When I camc to my senses," he said, nearly draining tlie bottïe of white wine witli which he had rei'vcsliiii and consoled hiinself whilst recounting his adventores, ' I was lying on a feather bed in a little room with pink calicó curtains. An old lady in frills sat at the foot knitting, and a pretty young girl (that waa Ann Eliza) kept the nies off with a fan made out of feathera oí' the peoeoek. This went on daily for tlirne Weeks, and I feil in love ; so it was that before I was able to go out of doors I made a proposal, was accepted, and, in a rush of gratitude, urged and acoomplishcil a man-iage. That was all done tnside of a month. I don't mcau to apologizo ; I only think I was a natural idiot. I fancied it would be a paradi.se ; but if the other plaec is any worse, why, I don't want to go there. First, it was with the old woman, and then with Ann Eliza, and then with the Methodist, preacher, and then with all togeth(:■, until I could ataod it no longer. They were Y.i 11-1 o-do peoplo, and, as I had bi-ought them nothing lmt myself, I noncluded I would take myself off. They knew nothing about me exoepi that I wae a Dutchmun and had eome there from Louisville. Nobody in Amei-ica knew my i al name. There was no clue whatever. I didn't think much harm had been dono. So, one night, I disappoarcd, I dropped out of Georgia, and wound up mv concerns in Louisville. I went to Xew York. There I was two or thrce months. I took passage for Liverpool and stopped six months in Paris. I wantod to wipe out all memory of my follicü go homo and consider the past a dreám, and do somothing grand. My beart yearnod once more for the fatliiü-Lnul 1 did not write to my family. I concludod to surprise them. So, taking the Strasburgh train and then the stoamer, I was soon on the little Ehino pier. It was about noon, and but ten miles to Slurmgarton ; so after a good dinnex and a bottle of wine, I walked over the hills. AVhat yon think ? By dani, what you tliink S I wul teil you. My father's houst' is the finesfc in Sturmgarten. It is j ust outsido of the village, and has a lawn in front. The sun was about au hour high when I opened the gate and walked up the terrace to the door. What you 1 hink '■ By garl air! it was Ann Eliza, my wil'e, which mot me on the door-fflll, and wind her arms about my nwk, and callccl me her long-lost husband ! AVhat you think of that hay She had been with the old peoplo twomüiiths." "How was that pO68lble?" " Easy as noting. When I was in the delirium I let the little cat out of the bag. She took 'cm down, say it all 1o herself, and when I go off sho ehust take the steamer and follow after. That waa the way sho tix'm. I give it up. I didn't niakc no i'uss ,;l)out hm,;uid Iwas afaithful husband mit that woman tor eleven year ; and here's hoping that if sho's gone to Hcaven, I may go somewline clse."