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Show L - - ' ' ' " ' ' " 5 tlfctiniiff. THE LOST IMIE1UTAN0E. . tfiiB Paris correspondent of tho Not Yprc 'Jffarrrt writes thus: I Jiavo a stor, o relate to jour readers this wecTf, wlilcli occopjibg moro $poco limit I usually dc Vote to iucIdctiU conveys so cxclleut i iaorar, that I bave yielded to the ten tation to give it In full. Tho train frgt l'aria to Lyons stopped al, the station o Zoigny, iloTf n upon .the route, and oftc leaTiog a few nassenKcrs, iram went oc The. depot, for a moment crowded witli railroad hgents.and lookcrs-on, was soon deserted, by all but two individuals. One Of them was nn old man, dressed in the gaxb'ef a well-to-do farmer: the other, a lonth br Rvc-and-twenty, who seemed to po waiting for some ono to come and meet hai". To this personage tho old man Dually Du-ally addressed himself, . ;.'JJiy I presume, sir,"said he.Mo cntiulrt i( you are Clemen 11." "Yes," my good man," replied the youtl with' J hanghtinoss of wanner, "and 1 h&vo. ho tjoubt you are Mr Martin," -'At your service, sir "replied tho other . "Well, Mr, Martin," continued Clem tntiXtto'same lone, "I began toimaRiui ypa tnteiuled to keep mo waiting. Thai would not have been the best manner ii whichto".havQ insinuated yourself In nr gjod graces." The old man, instead of replying, lc nU headfall upon his breast, as If in dec, affliction, and conducted the new come owards a large old-fasbloncd carrlnge, t KnicK a very rough-looliing liorsp wu nsruessed '"Hero is your carriage, sir, said'Mortin. "If you will bqliiud unoug to gt io, T will haVo tho honor of cot uuctlng you to the Hermltago.'' t lVThat niy carriage sir?" cried Clemen Why ! shall bp talceu for a travclin pedler." " But a few days before, Mr. Clement B Who uow put on so ontiny fino airs, was slmpto clerk in a crockery storo Tn Pari and jiossesiicd tho rcputatioa of being siiico tho previous dnj, a fictrtiian,.riiHl it may be weH'tttidcrstood that tbo possessor of an income iof tweuty thousand francs a year, finds it difficult to rctnlit the nio Jest dcnicaiior of a poor .ctcrk .Op tho previous pre-vious day, whilo' dusting tlio large piles of crockery, under his charge, letter had arrived through the -post, conveying to him tho... startllug intelligcnc& that, otic of his UticIcS, of Whom Iiq had often heard as an.ccccntric und very wealthy old man,, hut w'boiii ho had never Beet,had jusi died at his ) thnttau, iu Iturgiimly, leaving his "nephew; ,Cleincnt, sold legatco 'of, his xi-tatcs, xi-tatcs, to tho exclusioit of many other heirs. The" letter was Irotua;nottiry jn tho prov-iucc, prov-iucc, .who desired hini to 'leave 1'aris Im-' racdjately, for Joiguy, this towiCncur which this uncle had. resided, where ho would be'mct byJMrMarliu;an oidrcbhfideii-tial oidrcbhfideii-tial scrvaut.of. tho defunct, nnd condoctcd from tho. railroad to, tho 'Ilermitage,1 tho ttame which, tho deceased had given io the tbateaxi nnd his estate. Almost driven driv-en oat of his senses by such an iiuexpect-cd iiuexpect-cd stroko.of fortune, ho.hastcucd.to obey the notary's directions, and on. bis arrival tit dolgny. joined Martin as wo have seen. Oil joted tho queer vehicle in which our hero had so contemptuously jtakcti a place, Until after a rido of several miles, iho.oc-cujia'nts iho.oc-cujia'nts arrived ot lljeir dcstioatioiK Mar tin oltercd thb. honors of tho Hermitage tot tho hctf irpprfctpr,. called- all the er rants audlntroduccd them to their future muster, nntl, then conducted the tatter to his own apartments. "This wus the'slccpiiiK-qhamberof your uncle," sald.MaHhi, as'theyentcrcd a vast a"partmcitt, furnished hi bid fashioned. ityloT "It waVln!,tliis room that hd UEbd, some" ten tiay.t,ag0c But thd iicpli'ew," in-Btead in-Btead fjf eviu'eiugany tmoiion, upon being shown rtho cliamVer pf- hts bc'ticfaefgr, thro w"tipOTt oUafound bttu a loJk" of scofii, and cried :tt- ; "Upon' iny word, 1 can't say I think much of the old boy's tasto? 1 never aw anything so ugly in all my Jifc," , ' "Notwithstanding, sir," replied Martin, "it is tho best we have here; and, if you cannot content yourself, I really don't kuow where you will find other lodgings,!' "Mo lira here! You don't Imagine I nm suuh u donkey, I hope ! Vor ns young fellows, doyou htcf i'nris is the only place; so I siinll sell this old crazy rOukcry at aud then bo off." 'Sell tho Hermitage, your tncle'a fa- ivolrhu plncO of residence1. Itnposslblol. And we servants who hoped to end our Tln?illcrvhlrrolofhnt'isnb'c ouee,of nsl' "Mr. Martin,'1 retorted tho young man, "let me hpitr iioho Of yOuc" complaints, I beg. (jetniesoiuedinncf.nndafterwurdi you wilt drive tiie to the. notary's," After hat iig eaten n hearty meal, notwithstanding not-withstanding he fountl tho meats insipid ' and the wities sour, Iho legatee, still ac-' ac-' ediiipauicd ly Martin, rc-cutcrcd the;car rijigc, aud the two started olf. : " "If I ant "not mistaken," observed Mr, 1 Clement, after an hour's ride, "wo passed . this spot this morning, and that? point ing to it building "is tho railway depot, Do' we. take the curs?" "You atono will do so," responded hii , companion, speaking Very gravely, and t a inanUcr which caused tho young mat to tremble in spite of himself. "I, sir am your uncle, and happily, I am no d dead. Having heard good accounts o your conduct, I had resolved to mako yoi . heir of all I possess; but, before doim so, I wished to know ir you were reallj deserving of my generosity, and 1 hat " recourse to stratagem, which has tlioi Ougbly exposed your true character ti me, Good byo, Mr. Clement; return t your shop, nnd remember that your arre gaucc aiul ingratitude have lost you tint which will never again bo placed withn your reach." r Tho old man then gave his foobsl nephew a few hundred francs to iudcmnif him for tho cxrrcirse of his trip, tooklqnv of htm at the depot, nnd returned home The feelings of tho young man may b h imagined, but as the yellow covered novel " say, "they cannot bedescribed." I thin ,r this true story Is an apt illustration of th r masim, "Xcvcr halloo until you are ou |