The Portland daily press., 1879-06-10
Gossip.
About Men and Women.

Victor Hugo writes to a Lausanne news
paper on the question of the reestablishing Of
the death penalty, which is now being agitated
in Switzerland: "To retain the scaffold signi-
fies barbarism; to reestablish it would be imbe-
ciity."
A young Roxbury lady was asking her newly
married friend how she liked her husband.
"Oh," replied the bride, che is a charming fell
low, and talks like a book" "Like a book
Well, let me have volume second when you
find it. boston Herald.
1t was the wife of the recently deceased Bar
on Rothschild, woman of keen natural sense
and mother-wit who, at the time of the wild
excitement which ragged in England over the
elevation of Cardinal Wseman to the purple
and the establishment of Roman Catholic
hierarchy in England, made a reply which has
gone the rounds of the world to bitter speech
of one of her neighbors, Mrs. Spencer Walpole.
Cardinal Wiseman CHANGED to be at lunch at
Baron Lionels house at Gunnersbury when
Mrs. Walpole called to pay visit The baron
ess invited her to come into the luncheon room,
stating as she did so that no one would be
found there save the family-and the cardinal
Mrs. Walpole drew back in kind of horror
and said, 81 am very sorry, but really make
it principle never Willingly to break bread
with Romish priest" 81 beg your pardon"
replied the baroness, II never dreamt of an
noying you. You know 1 am not a Christian,
and cannot be expected, therefore, 20 enter
into those feelings
Governor Coke, of Texas, tells the following
story: 81 never saw such town as Washing
ton. When 1 came here to attend the special
session of the Senate L purposely went to as
quiet place, gave orders if anybody called to
have their cards sent up to my room, and that
the outside door should always be kept closed,
which would compel callers to ring We'll,
would you believe it, a few nights ago was
sitting in my room, when in rushed two gen.
tlemen, unannounced. Said one of them:
Governor Coke, believe. How do you do,
Governor Coke?' Their manner disconnected
me little, but l answered as pleasantly as l
could: Yes, am Governor Coke; but how in
the world did you get in my room? They an
swered cheerfully: 'Oh, the lower door was
open, and we Just walked right up. 1 then
told them that it would please me if they would
go down stairs, ring the bell and send up their
cards in the regular way. They both went
down stairs and did as l told them, and then
L sent them word that was not in"
The erection of q statue to Thomas Paine, in
St. Louis, is characterized by Bishop Coke as
"hyena worship" He goes on to say, in the
Independent "Here is an epoch in the his
tory of fanaticism. There have been dog-wor-
shippers and calf-worshippers and snake-wor-
shippers. 1t is left for atheists on the shores
of the Mississippi to out Herod the supersti-
tions of the Nile; to set up hyena and cry:
Such be the gods, o Republic of Americap
Paine was not an atheist; but he was. morally,
a hyena. His habits his features, and his
character were those of this foul animal"
Yesterday 1 called to see friend of mine
who has been married about two years. 1
found him, his wife and heir Ia youth of about
ten months old) seated at the tea-table in the
old-fashioned way. After few minutes Mrs.
B., who had been Miss Clara F., drew my
attention to young Charlie, and informed me
that their boy had been to the Zoo and was
rapidly acquiring from his nurse full acquain-
tance with the cries, and roars, and bellows of
brutes. She had put the boy through two or
three exercises with great success, when she
asked him, "Now Charlie dear, tell me what
did the sheep say?'' "Mah!' answered the
boy "And what did the donkey say?"
The boy paused. "What did the donkey
say, dear?' said the mother. The boy
looked at his father for help. "What did the
ass say, dear?" repeated the wife. b. put his
hand to his mouth and prompted in stage
whisper, 81 take thee, Clara, to be my welded
wife."-London Hornet.
When the Second Advent fever was at its
height many years ago, there was numbered
among the eleventh-hour converts man who
was known hearty and frequent eater.
1t was in q New England village According
to the calculations of the elders, the "going
up" was to take place at four o'clock on the
morning of the next day. The believers, with
the new convert among them, clad in white
robes, assembled soon after midnight and be-
gan singing hymns of praise. Four o'clock
came and passed, but there were no signs of
the coming of the chariot. AT about five the
convert, who was getting hungry, ventured to
inquire into the cause of the delay. He was
informed that it arose from the difference be-
tween earthly and heavenly time. This salts
fed him for while, but towards seven o'clock
there still being no signs of anything unusual
he approached the minister and asked him if
he could state definitely what the difference in
time was. The minister profeSSed that that
was beyond his ken. Every well," said the
doubter, who now began to feel the pangs of
thirst as we'll as of hunger, "Tn wait just
thirty minutes more. litter that shall
Scof."-Boston Transcript Causeur.
Prince Peter of Oldenburg has just had
somewhat exciting experience. He is at the
head of the Imperial Russian Colleges for
girls and is very diligent in performing his
duties. He lately decided to see for himself
whether there were any grounds for the nu-
merous complaints off the poor food furnished
at the Smelling Convent where 500 girls are
educated Proceeding to the institution just
before the usual dinner hour, he avoided the
main entrance and walked straight toward the
kitchen. At its door he met two soldiers car
rying huge steaming caldron. 'Haltr' he
called out, put that kettle down." The SOL
diers, of course obeyed. Bring me a spoon,"
added the prince. The spoon was at once pro-
duced, but one of the soldiers ventured to be-
gin stammering remonstrance. "Hold your
tongue" cried the prince: take off the lid. 1
insist on tasting it," No further objection was
raised, and his highness took large spoonful.
''You call this soup!' he exclaimed; "why, it
is dirty water'' "It is, your highness," re-
piled the soldier; eve have just been cleaning
out the laundry"