The Northern Pacific farmer. [volume] (Wadena, Minn.) 1878-1885, 1881-06-16
About Various People.

Anna DICKINSON l8te6C 1ue0 ID 10 act the
hero, Aurelian, in play which she wrote
several years ago. If Anna can fill the
costume of a Roman warrior, she was quite
right not to waste her time on Claude Mel
notte.
Mr.. Bret Halte, who holds the position
Of American consul ut Glasgow, is man
who likes to work how and when he pleases
without being fettered or tied. Recently a
Paris paper offered him 81 900 for story
but, as he was indifferent to the necessity
of having his manuscript ready at the time
agreed upon, he was told to keep it for gun
wadding.
Mary Shields of Philadelphia, who died
in October, 1880, loft 1886, 900 in securities
and cash, which. after the deduction of a
few legacies under the will of the deceased,
is divided among several Philadelphia char
tiles. The Pennsylvania hospital receives
ne-twelvth, which is valued at $77 ,231 for
the care of sick and insane poor in that in
stitution.
The father of Bishop Coke, of New York,
wrote his name Cox, and said his son added
tho to stand for Episcopal. He was q
stanch blue Presbyterian, and when asked
to the ceremonies of laying on hands on
the occasion of his sons promotion to a
bishopric he declined to go, saying: If
there had been more laying on of hands
when my son was hoy there would be no
necessity for any such inhiotion now"
MIR. Horace Stillman, who died in Essex,
Connecticut, few days ago, aged eighty
that state az a lifelong democrat, who hated
republicans, but who had no sympathy
for secession. His father was Revolu-
tionary soldier. The deceased was a soldier
in the war of 1912, and in the last war he
sent four sons into the Union army, two Of
whom were killed in battle.
1t is pretty clear that the supposed bones
of William Morgan, to whom the anti Ma
sons are to erect monument at Batavia, n.
Y, belonged to some other fellow. Hence
local people smile; but the monument was
going up somewhere, ana the contributors
to it voted that it might as we'll be at Bata-
via as anywhere. Thurlow Weed ought to
make the dedicatory Grafton.
An absent minded man in Monroe, CT. !,
went to church one morning with his over
coat on his arm, as he supposed; but the
laughing of tho people in church attracted
his attention to the fact that he had taken
his everyday pantaloons, and that the sus-
penders attached to them were dangling
about his legs.
Emile de Girardin, it is we'll known,
lived on the most unfriendly terms with
his second wife. The house was large
enough to permit them to dwell entirely
separate from one another. One day Nine.
de Girardin had an important commune
cation to make to her husband. Taking a
small sheet of paper she wrote, ''The Bou-
doir to the Library. Would like to 90 to
Switzerland" NJ. de Girardin. initiating
her concise style, responded, "The Library
to the Boudoir. Co." That was all.
New York Sun: A series of old scan
dals has been recalled to the memory of
Parisians by the death of Alfred Musurd.
His famous wife died two years ago in a
madhouse. During the latter part Of her
lifetime much surprise was excited by the
It was at last discovered that her husband
used to accompany her to the Dutch from
tier, where a postohase conveyed her to the
hunting box of the king of Holland from
which she would return in about three days
laden with riches. Nine. Musurd was an
American and some of her diamonds may
now come into the possession of her rela-
tives in this country.
When the Amerique. with Mile. Bern
hardt abroad, was near the port of Hayre,
a fortnight ago, large tug-boat was seen
coming out, with score or more of persons
on deck. Among them was Bernhardts
son, Maurice, who is described as an agree
able young fellow, Of about 16 years Of age.
of pleasant appearance and dressed in ex-
ceedingly good taste. His mother was ex-
pecting to see him, and eagerly surveyed
the approaching tug to catch a glimpse of
him from among the throng. When her eyes
fell upon him her actions are said to be in
describable. "She trembled," writes All
eye witness, turned paler than ever, cried,
waived her arms, ran from one part of the
vessel to another, shouted out his name
ity, have sprung into the sea, had not the
ever faithful Claude been by to prevent her.
Finally the two boats were lashed together,
and the son was soon folded in his mothers
arms. 1t was touching sight. No acting
now"