New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1859-11-05
Amusing Paris Gossip-Oinners and Diner
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The Boston Travellers correspondent writes from
Paris:
good story is told of an adventure which befelf
the late Charles Nodier, from yielding too readily
to the temptations of good kitchen and cellar
An Austrian Countess, of old family and great for
Charles Nodier in good many dining rooms, and
had been delighted by his brilliant and piquant
conversation he was for long time reckoned the
best talker in Paris. She heard everywhere his
talents Wanted, and that nobody gave a dinner
party without at least trying to have Charles Nodier
among the guests.
Some weeks afterwards, the Countess, having
determined upon giving a large dinner-p party, wrote
to Nodier asking if he would be good enough to
dine with her and her friends the Thursday follow
ing, and in postscript she said she would be very
much obliged to him, if he accepted the invitation,
if he would come at o'clock. He accepted the in
vitaton and while he thought o'clock rather early
for dinner hour, he remembered the Germans
were early diners, and suspected his amiabe host
ess imported her dinner hour from home. At 4
O'Clock, therefore, he was at her door. To his sur
prise. he found her alone, and not yet dressed.
&c Ali! how do you do. am SO glad to see you
and so punctual, too hope you have not dined
Charles Nodier smiled and looked astonished,
! and said: !" Certainly not.
$50 much the better! Come, go to table. 4
have had your dinner served in the little parlor
adjoining"
| Really, thought poor Nodier to himself, those
Germans are odd fish, and do things in the querest
style. His surprise was not lessened when ne saw
small table with one cover on it, and when he was
hidden to take his seat; the Countess rang the bell
and the previously instructed servant brought I'M
the dinner. Nodier's eyes were like saucers, 50
| large were they.
vited to a dinner party; and here am alone
guest present, you in deshable, and not sharing
the dinner Really don't understand it \! \
The Austrian Countess now manifested as much
surprise as the French writer, and she sai (all0w
m tn show how her strong German accent added
to the righteousness of her remarks) "De zing is
very simple; tare are twentee OF my franz coming
to tine wiz me to day at seek O'Clock. means for
you to sit down at de table wiz dom; You muss pe
funnee, gay, wittee, and make dem all latf. No
bodice shall talk butts you Don't pc affrades, dey
will all be too glads to hear you talks. Now, Il
YOU stop to eat dis to trink dat dare would be
disagreeaby silence; your delightful conversation
would pc interrupted, and dens de folks would
loose de jokes, de troll anecdotes and ozer funee
sings you says before folks, and de sharm wouldx
zen your mind will pc free. and you cans shatter
Always and pc delightful. Dis is De reason gives
you your timer before re ozer folks.'
This story puts another into my head, which has
the advantage of being good deal fresher than
the joke told at Charles Nodiers expense; IN
truth, it dates only from last winter. A Russian
Prince and Princess, who were here during last
season and dazzled the weak eyes of the Parisians
with their splendid way Of living, gave large din
ner party soon after their arrival. They invited
novelist whose tastes ! am sure you have OFTEN
| admired. They did not know nm, except Dy rePu-
tation, nor did he know them; still the invitation
was accepted The literary man, who is as fond
Of admiration as woman, soon took the floor and
kept it, for he is really charming talker. The
dinner over, both master and mistress compliment
ed him in the most fattering manner on his success
and repeated to him the most delicate praises they
had heard their guests bestow on him. He was
intoxicated with joy. AS he was going out OF the
ROOM the Princess went up to him, expressed
again to him her profound admiration, and slipped
| sealed note into his hand. s.
"By Jove,'' thought the literary man bowling
profoundly to and looking tenderly at the Princess,
!. my usual luck-she is dead in love with me!
Poor thing!" He put the letter in his pocket and
as he went home he kept thinking, Egads! these
in their way of making love. How evident it was
captivated her from the first. How she listened
to mel Well, the little woman is rather agreeable.
is so soish I'll try her anyhow" By this time he
had reached home, and after he had taken of his
coat he said, g" Let's us see now how she writes.u
He carefully opened the note and found bank
note for five hundred francs. Imagine his annoy;
| ance, vexaton, humiliation. The Princess paid
him as she would have paid piano forte player.
He sent back the note in letter which he stroye
to render ironical but which he only succeeded in
making veXed. SPRlDKoS.