The Kanzas news., 1857-08-29
Douglass Jerrold.

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Harper's Weekly contains an excellent ar.
ticle on this celebrated author and satirist
presenting facts and anecdotes not heretofore
published. We give few extracts:
At the Cafe de PEurope there was ia.
nous dish made of calves tail, which was
considered as greater dainty than ox-tail
soup. Albert Smith was reveling on this
dish one day when Jerrold took a seat near
him. The gourmand said:
care you not surprised, Jerrold, to see
me eating such dish as calves tail?''
"Not at ALL" replied the other; ''ertremes
often nseet!''
One evening, at the Museum Club, upon
Smiths ostentatiously saying "wasn't ii
strange-we had no fish at the Marquis Is
last night That has happened twice late
ly. cannot account for it.
s"Nor l." replied JerIold, with serious
air, "ezeept they ate Il all up stairs!'-a
cool intimation that Smith had dined with
the funkeys in the kitchen.
1t was Smith who boasted that he and
Lamartine were so intimate that they might
be said to row in the same boat; on which
Jerrold retorted-
s'That may be, but with very different
skulZsP' pointing Significantly to his head
An author, who compared himself to Vic
tor An-go, was told that che meant Victor
Eo-qo, since his works did not sell !"
Jerrold was especially relentless to authors
who talked of their own writings. "Have
you read my Descent into Help Jerrold?''
Inquired Herzud, aiIuding to an enormously
dali poem he had lately published with that
title.
"No," said the satirist, "but should
Ike to see itl''
His iokeon Alderman Moon ordering some
boys to be whipped at the carts tail is moi
very good, but may be cited as an instance
of one of his failures:
'sThat's very convincing proof of the
Moons influence on the tied" quoth Jerrold.
Sometimes he forgot his manners, as when
he said of very tall. thin young lady, who
bored him for an hour with an Italian 6ravur0
that "she was linked sweetness long dra,cn
omi''
Mrs. Colonel Latter. bigoted believer in
the limited liability of human happiness, and
the certain damnation of all, except some
fifty or sixty of her own peculiar clique, was
endeavoring to knock into Jerrold's t'limit-
ed capacity" the ''Five Points of Calvin.
ism. When she came to that of Reproba'
ton, she said it meant, IN few words, the
Doctrine s.that every man was born to b.
damned" on which the outraged Christian.
ity of the listener relieved itself by saying
sThen, had known it, I'd be damned IF
trould haze been 5orHt'' The fair theologiau
always considered Jerrold as decidedly in fol
q warm berth.
His criticism on Browning was equally
characteristic. When recovering from vi
olent fit of sickness, Jerrod had been order.
ed to refrain from all reading and writing
which he had obeyed wonderfully well. al
though ne found the monotony of seaside
life very trying to his active mind. 0ns
morning he had been left by Mrs. Jerrold
alone, while she had gone shopping, and
during her absence a parcel of books from
London arrived. Among them was Brown
ing's ssSordello," which he commenced tC
read. Line after line, and page after page
was deyoured by the convalescent Wit. bu
not consecutive idea could he get from tina
mystic production. The thought theI
struck him that he had lost his reason du
ring his illness, and that he was SO imbe
Gle that he did not know it. A perspira
ton burst from his brow, and he sat silen
and thoughtful. When his wife returned
he thrust the mysterious volume into he
hands, crying out, s'read this, my deaEP'-
After many attempts to make any sense on
of the first page or so. she returned it, say
ing:
ssBother the gibberishl don't under
stand q word of Il"
'Thank Heaven" cried the delighted Wit
ssthen am not an idiot"
His winding up review of Woodwork
poems was equally good. HE reminds me,
said Jerrold, .'of the Beadle of Parnassus
strutting about in cooked hat; or. to b
more poetical, of a modern Moses, who sit
on Pisgah. with his back obstinately turne'