Washington telegraph., 1853-08-31
A Doxen TranszatoTs Of "aHcEe
Tom's Cabin :. in a tad fix.

\ few weeks AGO the celebrated authCress
of I" Uncle Toms Cabin Mrs HARRIET
BEEcHER SrowE, arrived at Paris, accom-
manied by the fame OF her book. two cham
bermaids, and her Reverend husband She
took modest lodgings in an American hotel
in the ''Rue de Yerneuil'' .
The rumor of the arrival Of such dis
tingui>hed guest was quickly spread over
the whole city of Pari4-and ali the num-
bclless translators of Uncle Toms Cabin
believed it their duty TO send their visiting
cards TO Mrs Stowe,
Mrs, Stowe replied to this politeness by
another civility, and wrote the following let
ter:
"1IoNsTEUR: Allow me to express to you
my thanks for the literary talent and the
great knowledge of the American language,
which you 50 abundantly employed in the
translation Of my novel, Uncle Toms Cab
in" OF all TRANSACTIONS which have ap-
Peared until to-day, yours is without contra
diction the trlest. and in many points it
surpasses the original I am, truly, &c,
yours,
HARRIET BEECIER STOWE
Having written this letter Mrs. Stowe
made dozen copies Of it, and despatched
one to every translator who had left his
card.
At the reception Of these twelve letters
{. Unanimous cry Of Joy arose from twelve
enthusiastic throats-the twelve transIators
dressed themselves in their finest suits Of
black "a fEmpire. and half an hour later
the whole dozen Of transIators were running
toward Rue lie 1crneuil
"Wbo are those twelve gentlemen ?"-
asked the lettering and serious people-and
the others answered: :: They are going to
the celebrated authoress of eUncIe Toms
Cabin" who has just arrived .
All twelve translators met at the same
moment at the Hotel. walked up stairs to-
gether and waited together in the ante
chamber
There each looked at the other with ra-
diant face proud in tie consciousness of
having in his pocket that famous Better which
declares his translation the best Of all
Then the first chambcrmaid introduced
them into the parlor Of Mrs Stowe
The celebrated blue stocking greeted
them with grace and said
How do you do. gentlemen :"
And all twelve replied:
''Bon jour, Madame ?"
Then a general move Of astonishment
took place. Mrs Stowe was in the belief
that her translators would speak English
and the t1anslators had supposed, that the
conversation would be conducted in French,
because the fattering letter, addressed to
each of them was. written in French. But
Mrs Stove, not at all master OF the French
langtage, wrote her letter in English and
had it translated into the French language,
afterward by the head waiter
After pause of some length Mrs. Stowe
continued
Il am very happy to see you.
The twelve translators looked anxiously
at each other-their uneasiness was increas-
ing, not one of them could speak word of
English.
Again a long silence-eyery one hoping
that among the eleven others would be the
happy man that was able to ningle few
English words But none interrupted the
grave silence.
Finally one, evidently the smartest of ALL
made the following reflections in his mind :
Mrs Stowe wrote the Uncle Tom, a
celebrated Niger story" she must under
stand the ''Nigger's brogue," and turning
to Mrs. Stowe he began
1--WE little white Missus-much love
little nigger-good papa Tom, too-good
mama ma: Topsy, too-but no bad massa =
Hi! hi hi %
The other tTanslators, admiring the hap
py ezpedient of their colleague, fell IN with
the chorus
ooh, good Uncle Tom-much love little
nlgger--away wild bad massa. Hou.. hou
hou =.
And all twelve began to dance the sBam,
boula, playing the banjo on the buttons oi