New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1874-01-30

corning the philosophy of jokes than Mr. Blackstone.
and we note his statement as to the effect of the
weather upon the theatrical audience 1t appears
that it is with extreme difficulty that you make
people take Jokes upon cold evening. "A very
wet or foggy evening"" says Mr. Blackstone. "a fall
of snow, or intense cold, may interfere with their
sense of humor" He certainly ought to know; but
in spite Of his declaration we can't help thinking
that tits merry in hall and boards wag ALL whenever
there is contrast of frost and bad temper without
with warmth and light and jokes within. The elder
Mathews said to have once addressed somebody In
the pit with, 81 beg your pardon, Sir; but if you
don't laugh can't go on" There no details.
believe, as to the state of the weather upon this
OCCASION and we are inclined to think that this ex-
asperating auditor was in the evil Of Mr.. Mark
Twain's serious gentleman, who, being extremely
deaf sat unmoved while the fainting lecturer hurled
at him hastorm of Jokes and carloads Of pathetic
stories.
The last chapters of The Parisians," broken, I'M
finished, and unsatisfactory. have been printed and
its company of clever people have arranged them
selves for their final bow after the inevitable pleas
ant fashion. He and She are married. to the delight
of the average reader who must yet regret that
Lord LyttOn's pen fell to the earth before it had
drawn the scene Of reconciliation between the beau
The last days, too Of the Paris siege he has not
described, leaving us at o half humorous, half
pathetic banquet whose most piquant detail is indi
Gated IN note by his son. Three of the nearly
starved Parisians"-wit, beau, and butterfy-as-
sembe at an unexpected feast and it goes ON the
kind.hearted butterfly discovers that its mderiel is
Fox his beloved pet dog which he has kept alive with
infinite care and which at last his friend the beau
has slyly sacrificed to the hunger Of the three.
"Ah poor Foxp signs the bereaved butterfly. o. he
contemplates the well-picked remains on the plat.
ter, how he would have enjoyed those bones"
Charming is that faculty of the human mind
which enables to drop into poetry like Mr.. Wegg
upon any occasion, no matter how pr0saic, which
throws o soft light of romance around bread and
cheese, aud lrradates the commonplace soul with
beauty. Such is the faculty possessed by noble
poet of Chicago who was recently informed that
Madame Nilsson had thoughtfully built a shelter for
cows on her land at Peoria. Mindful of the catas-
trophe which led to the destruction of his native
city, he Immediately burst into this wild and beauti
full frenzy Of verse: Christine, Christine thy
milking do tue morn and eve between, and not
by the dim religious light of the itful kerosene.
For the COW may plunge. and the lamp explode,
andIthe fire fend ride the gale and shrek the knell
of the burning town in the glow of the molten pail -
queer case for the Humane Society recently &C.
Cured in Paris An inebrated gentleman tumbled
into the Seine, and several philanthropc by-stand-
ers tished him ont. He was rubbed and inflated and
had brandy hot and was generally treated as per-
sons apparently drowned should be and the very
first use which the ungratefu man made of return
ing consciousness to bite the legs of his
He was then taken in hand by the police, but no
persevered in biting the legs of authority without
the least for the law. Being fully restored
and dried he taken before the Correctional Irl-
bunal. fined five francs. aud sent to prison for
month. lilo loft tho room calculating how pany