The Portland daily press., 1881-02-09
Gossip
About Men and Women.

ID. f. jackson, the newly electeu oon"'oA
from Tennessee, is a short and rather STOUT
man of forty-five. He is good lawyer anu
debater, and the brother of that General w;
H jackson whom General Sherman called
"Red Jackson, and whose polltical dlsaplii-
ties have never yet been removed
A Cleveland correspondent says: General
Garfield does not like to give offense to many
good people who have total abstinence at heart
or on the brain. But neither does he like to
to play the hypocrite. He is not total absti-
nence man. He likes glass of wine, and in
Washington he has long been known, not only
as a good diner out, a lover of good dinner,
but as one who at dinner could and did take
his share of the wine and liked it,"
Colonel Jerome Bonaparte and his wife are
now living in Washington, and entertaining
great deal. Mrs Bonaparte-a granddaughter
Of Daniel webster-is a clever and charming
woman. She dresses magnifcently, and often
wears beautiful jewels, a large share of which
descended to her from the late Elizabeth Pat
erson Bonaparte.
General Robert Toombs is reported by the
Macon, (Ga.), Telegraph to have said in con-
versation in that city the other day, 'Jeff
Davis wrote me for my picture to put in his
book along with some others. l wrote him
that would not be found in such company. l
will bet $500 that his book does not appear by
the LIST of April, nor while live.
An American lady recently returned from
Cyprus, furnishes the New York Evening Post
with some interesting facts concerning the
Cypriot women. Two thirds of them are
Greek, and the remainder Turkish, with
sprinklng of Europeans. Beauty is not their
strong point-in fact they are fearfully ugly
The Greek ladies are more intelligent than the
men and their handiwork in lace-making, in
cotton-spinning, in the manufacture of silk is
often splendid, but they are opposed to the in
PRODUCTION of steam and the modern improve
ments. The Turkish ladies are inferior to the
Greeks indolent and uneducated, but a cross
between the Arab and Turk is extremely in
telligent and witty. The Greek women have
French eye for colors; ''my Greek maid wore
q blue cashmere skirt, fine black velvet
jacket opened in front, with loose
sleeves, gold embroidered, and under it
a white chemise-a sort of gauze with a
heavy stripe and trimmed with white lace.
cut low in the neck and set off with
considerable jewelry, for Greek woman
dresses to be seen, while if Turkish woman
allows her veil to fall and shows herself, her
husband is entitled to divorce. The Turkish
married women wear no iewelry; only young
ladies wear it, and they often marry at fifteen
years of age. Greek women walk out freely
in the evening and often with masculine es-
corts, but Turkish women are never seen in
public with a man, nor after sundown.
Though the Greek women often talk very
agreeably, and are extremely polished in man
ners, they cannot write their own names, and
are unable to read line. There are plenty of
children in Cyprus, and they are treated as if
they were dogs. Even when belonging to
good families, their hair often is matted, their
bodies are dirty, and beaten in a frightful
manner by the parents. Yet every father
thinks it his duty to provide house and gar
den for each of his children-especially for a
daughter, and parents frequently relinquish
their own home to daughter who is about to
be married.
Mr.. Moody spoke, in one of his San Francis
co exhortations, of the fate of those who,
though otherwise good persons, were not re-
generated by divine grace. He referred feel
ingly to dear grandmother who had died un-
converted, saying: although she was good
and kind and dearly loved by me, fear she
has met with the reward of all who die not
owning Christ. 1 know she is in hell.' At
that moment young man near the front
arose and walked down the aisle toward the
alist "who is tired of listening about Christ.
He is going straight to hell" The object of
this public rebuke turned and said, in quiet,
clear voice: WELL is there any message 1
Gall tdho W your nlr. N1OOuy!
A story is told of Van Ambugrh, the great
lion tanner, now dead. On one occasion, while
in a bar room, he was asked how he got his
wonderful power over animals. He said: "It
is by showing them that am not the least
afraid of them, and by keeping my eye steadily
on theirs. I'll give you an example of the
power of my eye." Pointing to loutish fel-
low who was sitting near by, he said: "You
see that fellow? He's a regular clown. I'll
make him come across the room to me, and I
won't say word to him." Sitting down, he
fixed his keen, steady eye on the man. Pres
entity the fellow Strengthened himself grad
uslly, got up and came slowly across to the
ion-tamer. When he got close enough he
drew back his arm and struck Van Amburgh
tremendous blow under the chin, knocking
him clear over the chair, with the remark:
you'll stare at me like that again, won't
you?"
Alfred de Musset's letters to George Sand
will not be published in the Literary Souve-
Mrs" of that distinguished woman. 1t is said
that some years before her death George Sand
gave these letters to noted literary man,
with injunction never to publish them, unless
it became necessary to defend her against the
charge of having ruined the poets life,
charge brought by the poets brother, but nev-
or sustained. AS the death of Paul de Musset
renders any attack on George Sand improb-
able, the letters of Alfred de Musset to her
are not likely to see the light, and their keeper
proposes to will them to the National Library,
with the injunction not to let them be printed.
Neither will George Sands intimate letters to
Chopin, with whom she was long closely con-
nected, be published. After Chopin's death,
his sister found more than two hundred letters
from George Sand among his papers, and she
carried them to Poland with her. A Russian
customs officer, however, came into possession
of them by accident, and refused to deliver
them up. NJ. Dumas Jils heard of them, and
interrogated the Russian. The officer said it
was his duty to keep the letters until the real
owner appeared. "Pooh!" said Dumas; "give
them to me, and if anyone claims them say
stole this" "Do you mean that?" said the
Russian. "Oh, yesl" answered Dumas, who