The Portland daily press., 1872-08-24


forty or thereabouts the other day and was
fined fifteen dollars therefor The reporter
of the Providence Herald thinks that he
would rather have paid the fifteen dollars
than done the kissing.
The st. Louis Democrats Indian reporter
says; "The-One-Th at-Hunts-the-T Tiger was up
at Lem Wakefield's last night, and lost all his
wampum on the ace."
We wrote yesterday that "white pique cos
tunes are now POPULAR" and were gravely
informed by the proof this morning that
white pine coffins are not popular" Truth
crushed to earth will rise again, they say
Danbury Neus
The Oldest swan in the Tuileries is dead.
Her name was Diana, and she was brought
from Stuttgart by Louis XVIII, and then
belonged to the Countess Diana Maurepas,
from whom shh received her name. She has
always been the favorite of all the monarchs
since the beginning of the century. Charles
x took her to Compiegne, but she became
hOAiOoiSh, ~hu euCy tcGuIAcu lcT W tue l. uiI-
cries. She will be stuffed and kept at the
garden.
An Alabama man recently caught fish in
which was an egg, and in the egg bird-an
epitomized modification of Jonah and the
whale.
An enthusiastic brakeman in st. Louis, the
other night, was awakened from dream of
an impending mishap by cry of pain, and
found himself sitting up in bed holding his
wife by the ears, having almost twisted her
head off.
Dobbs offers premium tor an invention to
utilize the stumps of lead pencils. He says
he is wearing his fingers to stumps by trying
to finish them up conscientiously, because as
often as he thinks OF throwing them away the
reflection comes up to him, how many little
boys and girls there are in the world who
never have pencil end they can call their
own, and he keeps on stumping it to the
bitter end
Impecuuious young Frenchmen of good
family are said to keep special lookout for
matches with rich American girls, who are
the most easily humbugged of any race by the
tinsel of an aristocratic title.
Democrats think it little 'steep" to have
to pay Schurz 5000 every time to tell them
that their party is dead.
A miserable boy ON Rose Hill found Ro-
man candle in the house, Monday, and chalk
ing it perfectly white succeeded in palming it
off on his aged grandmother as genuine tai
low article. When that excellent lady came
to light it, the deception was soon apparent,
but by retaining her presence of mind she fell
over two chairs without seriously hurting her
self. The author of the mischief now sits
down with a crutch.-Danbury Ne,cs.
Gin the whole compass of George Elliot's
writings" says the Spectator, eve can
scarcely recall the description of one happy
scene, and not one happy story of life."
Oregon papers inform us that the Flat
head Indians are to be conducted to new
reservation on the Jocko River. There is a
Darwinian fitness in the selection of the
place.
The Parisians are going mad over the act
ing of Ristori. They say she is greater than
ever before; ana crowd the theatre night
after night to witness her wonderful imper
sonations
Punch's cartoon represents . German
trooper, who, on looking at the subscription
to the French loan, exclaims: Won tausend
six ondred million pounds! 'Mein Gott
Mein Gott! Mein Gott! and dey say We plon-
dered demv'
A schoolmaster in Ohio advertises that he
will keep Sunday school twice week-on
Tuesdays and Saturdays.
We never took much stock in dear gazelles
we are aware that all things bright must fade
we have no doubt that man was made tt
mourn, and that the only cheerful thing abou
| this vale of tears is that it is so extremel,
| transitory-but we did think that nobody
would borrow our umbrella. Not that W,
have such unlimited and irrational confidenc,
|
on the awkwardness and inconvenience o
the article in question. 1t was of enormous
size, made of green cotton, and severe con
fusion had given a melancholy droop to on'
side of it. 1t had moreover the little pecu
liarity of being very hard to open, and ther
after it was fairly opened, and we had Sc
off in proud defiance of the warning ale
ments, that umbrella would flap down owe
us like an extinguisher. When estentatiou
youths fourished their silk umbrellas will
carved ivory handles, we always had the con
ISOLATION of knowing that theirs was but
brief magnificence. But now, ours has gone
the way of all umbrellas. 1t hung benin,
the door of our Office through the sunny day
of June and July, and when last evening W
looked for it to protect us against smar
shower-our umbrella was either lost or gon
before. Such is life.