The Portland daily press. [volume] (Portland, Me.) 1862-1921, 1877-04-26
Men and Women.

OF Montrose, aged %. The Oldest Marquis is
the Marquis OF Donegal, aged 80; the youngest
tne Marquis of Camden, aged 5.
what are princes coming to? The Petites
Afnches, of Paris, contains this advertisement:
"A person of the highest position would be
glad to make up match between demoiselle
or young widow and prince, thirty-fve years
old, whose title is inscribed in the Alnanach
de GotG. The dover of the lady must be in
proportion to the station of the prince, and to
the prominent position which he would wish his
wife to assume in courtly circles.
Charles Kingsley had peculiar power over
his congregation. In preaching he would
try to keep still and calm and free from all ges-
ticulation, but as he went on he had to grip and
clasp the cushion on which his sermon rested
in order to restrain the intensity of his own
emotion, and when, in spite of himself, bis
hands would escape they would be lifted up,
the fingers of the right hand working with
peculiar lowering movement, of which he was
quite unconscious; his eyes seemed on fire, his
whole frame worked and vibrated.
A correspondent who saw WagRer, the COM
poser, at one of his retreats in Germany, writes
Dressed in gown, slippers, and cap, his favorite
down the room humming and scoring, scoring
and humming, until one would have thought he
was striving to score hundred miles day.
About o'clock in the morning he would ring
for coffee, and on the walters appearance
Wagner would leave him standing unnoticed
for many minutes until at length the waiter
would ask his wants and he would reply: "Oh!
are you there? Bring coffee" The coffee
brought would perhaps remain unto uched for
an hour. AT other times Wagner would quit
work and roam over the country all day, get.
ting perchance only bread and milk for his din
ner at some shepherds hut.
A gentleman who has been peering into the
domestic ways of some of our writers says that
"Bayard Taylor, after all his travels, has
settled down to deliberate domesticity, and
thinks it the best thing in life. After running
the sentimental gauntlet of his fair compatriots
he married Saxon, very agreeable and intel
ligent lady, and they have one child, girl
now nearly grown to womanhood. Edmund c.
Stedman, the Wall street bard, is every inch
family man, and is never happier than un der
his own roof, with his wife and two boys
nearly grown and both of them taller than their
father, recounting the experience of his youth
as if he were a veteran, although he is but
little over forty. Richard Henry Stoddard
cleayes to the domestic altar, Notwithstanding
the fact that he, poet, married a poet, Eliza
beth Barstow, many years ago, and finds that
the muse never refuses the invitation of hearts
because they are close welded by love and
sympathy, and that she is not scared by chill
dren-they have one son-as many satirsts
would make US believe"
E. B. Grannis is editor Of the Church Union,
New York, large quarto of influence and con.
siderable circulation. Grannis publishes the
paper, edits it, and csnvasses for advertising,
and does all the heavy work, with the assist
ance of young and bright-eyed girl who keeps
the books. Granpis receives scores of letters ad.
dressed to Rev. Mr.. Grannis, Rev. Dr. Grannis
d. D., Elder E. B. Graanis &c, and beginning
"My dear sir,'' or "Dear Brother Grannis."
Grannis, though, is woman, who weighs
about ninety pounds 81 have never intended
to mask myself" she says, shut L have felt
that il the paper suited. my Sex wasjnothing to
anybody, and that perhaps my arguments
would seem weaker If it were known that
little woman uttered them. I had letter the
other day from confding clergyman in Ohio,
who saluted me as Brother E. b. and asked
my private opinion as to whether women ought
to be allowed to speak in prayer-meeting. I
wrote couidentially that I did not think it
would do any hurt
M. Arago, the French states nan and a
nephew of the astronomer, is, in spite of his
sixty-five years, very handsome man. He has
large nose, Of which he is somewhat proud
A short time ago he was travelling by train to
Versailles, when child who was in the same
carriage, and who had watched Arago for some
time with dilated eyes, began to cry In vain
did the childs mother, Arago and another SEN
ator endeavor to calm the perturbed juvenile
The poor mother was in despair, and as the
shrieks grew more and more piercing Arago
felt bound to Interfere and see what he could
do He said to the child, 'What ails YOU. NV
dear? Are you afraid of me2 don't look
very naughty, do -" Thus addressed, the
child sobbed out, 'Take off your nose" Ara
go looked at the mother, who grew very much
confused and said, "Ah, monsieur! excuse me:
excuse my son. "But madame" said Arago.
"what does he mean?' The mother then ex-
planned that she had during the carnival taken
her child to see number of persons in masks
and with false noses, and he had got so ex-
cited that he conld think of nothing else "By
an unfortunate occurrence she added, "we
got into the same carriage as you who, for no
doubt some good reason, are prolonging the
carnival. But you see what a deplorable result
has followed. Let me then beg of you to have
pity on poor mother and take off your nose"
''But Madame" said Arago, stupefied. "a
little more and my child will have convul.
sions," shrieked the mother, "take off your
false nose" 'But, madame. said Arago, in
despair, that is impossible; this is not false
nose, but my own" impossible! impossblep'
cried the agonized lady. "Touch it." said
Arago The lady gave pull at the senator's
nose, but it did not come off in her hand as
she had expected. ga thousand pardons she
said, shut pray, oh! pray hide it with your
hat" Sol Arago continued his journey with
his nose in his hat and the child's screams
gradually subsidized. Arago himself tells the
story with much glee