The Portland daily press., 1877-10-04
Men and Women.

and 1t is possible that the following story,
which is now going the rounds of the Paris
clubs may be true. He had lately dismissed
very sharp valet, and on being asked for a
character of him, replied in very laudatory
terms: "Why, then, did you dismiss him?''
it was asked. swell, you see," said the mag
ter, The always used to beat my clothes outside
my door, and never could get him to do it in
time"
After the Orsini affair General. Espinasse
summoned the Partisan editors to his office,
and said: II warn you that 1 am neither a
writer nor fond of journalists, and am decided
to run the press militarily. You can CO." He
was killed at Magenta, and, having been life
long friend OF M. Fould, people were reluctant
to announce his death to the latter, for fear of
shocking him to death. At last they broke the
sad news to him, as gently as might be, and
III. Fould said with deep emotion, "That's one
saphead the less; always knew that would be
| the end of him.
Miss Rhoda Broughton lives the greater part
of the time in the beautiful vale of Clwyd,
Wales. and has doubtless derived her love of
scenery and her power of describing it from
| constantly having before her the mountains
and wales OF that beautiful country. She is
about thirty years of age, and is described as
spiritual in expression, with light, quick,
impatient manner. Her face is an Intellectual
one, with an appearance of will and active
Imagination. She has a good figure, of about
the average height"
Goethe's adorers IL Berlin have arranged in
Castau's Panopticon a room filled with relics of
the poet. There is, among other things, SON.
net to Bettina, beginning thus: "Most splendid
OF all high tokens of grace, wherewith you
ever have gifted your slave" A sky-blue tea,
cup, a tea urn, crystal bsaker, a snuff-box, a
| pair OF spectacles, and the like, belonging to
the genius, are with the literary relics. Other
treasures less poetical are the "Milk and Cream
Book" the "Wine Book" the 'Book of
Receipts and Expenses" in which the old
| servant of Goethe, Friedrich Krause, dutifully
made his entries. The visitor is conducted even
to deeper circle, in which he finds the poets
dinner orders and kitchen rules, written by
himself; for instance, that, sin larding the
roast meat, twc-thirds less lard should in future
be taken;" or that he wishes to have "for
to-day barley soup, little turnips, and a outlet;
also two ha1es, one for dinner, the other as
| provision in store.'
/ Theirs excelled in the production of those
pithy formnla which resume q whole political
situation, and do so much to fix the minds of
the waverers who want to receive ideas and
convictions ready-made to their tongues. "The
| King reigns and does not govern" ''The Re-
| public is the government which divides US
least" "All is up with the Empire" 'The
future will be the heritage of the wisest,"
"The Republic will be conservative or will not
be at all'-these are the coinage of the mint of
his mind that have ever had unquestioned cur
rency with the bourgeois of France Indeed
he could always be. depended upon to say the
phrase which would hit the fancy of the mid
die class and make the typical Joseph Prud-
homme exclaim in ecstacy, "What a great
man! He thinks preclsely..as dop'
| 1t having been stated in an English paper
that Mrs. Layard was the first Frank lady,
not ofimperial or royal rank who ever took her
seat at the private dinner-table and was ad-
mitted to the hospitality of the Turkish Sultan,
a correspondent writes to correct the statement
| He says that when the Prince and Princess of
| Wales paid a visit to Constantinople in the
April of 1869 they dined in private with the
Sultan at his palace of Dolma- -Batchs, and that
| the wives of the Ambassadors accredited by Rus
sa and Great Britain to the Ottoman Porte
took their seats simultaneously as guests at
| the same hospitable board. The writer be-
lieves that when the Princess of Wales, Mrs Ell
| liot (the title of Lady Elliot is of later date
and Nine. Ignatieff took their places without
| wells, at the Sultan's dinner-table in 1869, it
| was the first occasion since the occupation Of
Stamboul by the Turks more than four centuries
| ago upon which such an honor, as Mahometans
| regard it, was conferred by the representative
| of the Prophet upon "Giaour ladies'
| Mr.. j. w. De Forest the novelist, is de-
| scribed as dignifed, dark and handsome man
| of middle age. He is well-bred, not egotistic,
and, while he is of reserved and retiring ma
ture, is genial and charming companion to
those who know him well.
Hugo and Gambetta are thus described by
| Mr.. Smalley, as he saw them at Theirs funer-
al: Here, as in the street and the church, there
| are two men on whom above all others all eyes
are bent Victor Hugo and Gambetta. As we
| stood in the hall, the great poet twice passed
| us; white-haired, eagle-eyed, square-faced
square shouldered, short of stature, firm of gait,
| with look at once of.intense watchfulness and
an intense sef-concentraton; seeing every
thing about him at once, and never quite losing
his consciousness that he himself was best
| worth seeing of ALL Gambetta Is of much the
same hight, but unwieldy in bulk and walking
| like man whose flesh is burden to him.
There is burden on his face, also q weary air,
| as unlike as possible the fresh alertness of
| manner which still marks the veteran Hugo,
| who is almost twice his age. The immense re-
| sponsibilities of Gambetta's political life have
| told on his body, but the single eye burns with
| as hot and clear flame as ever. There is the
same toss of the head from time to time, as If
| to free the arteries of the neck from pressure,
| and feed the brain with full flow OF blood
from the heart. Something animal about the
man. no doubt, as about most men, but from
the shoulders upward, the physical expression
if it be animal in any sense, is lion-like. If
| you see Gambetta for the first time you are
| disappointed at the want of dignity in his pro-
| portions, but you end by perceiving q pride of
bearing and revelation of mental power and
| personal force which triumph over all disad-
vantages There is want of refinement in
the features but there is vigor in every line
and certain splendor cf impatience In his
face, which makes you admire more than ever
the self-control and the iron will which for the
last five years have subdued the impatience
| and kept his own soul in subsection to the ne
cessity of calming the fears of his countrymen.