The Vermont watchman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1883-1911, 1888-10-31

Not long ago, when speaking of his
wife, Prince Bismarck is reported to
have said: "She it is who has made
me what am" There has been Eng
lish statesmen who could say quite as
much. Burke was sustained amid the
anxiety and agitation of public life by
domestic. felicity. Every care van
ishes," he said, "the moment | enter
my own roof" His description of his
wife is too long to quote, but we must
give an epitome of it, OF her beauty
he said it did not arise from features,
from compile Xion, or from shape; "she
has all the three in high degree, but
it is all that sweetness of temper, be-
nevolence, innocence and sensibility
which face can express that forms
her beauty. Her eyes have mild light,
but they awe you when she pleases;
they command, like good man out of
office, not by authority but by virtue.
Her stature is not tall, she is not made
to be the admiration of everybody, but
the happiness of one. She has all the
firmness that does not exclude delcacy;
she has all the softness that does not
imply weakness. Her voice is low,
assemblies, but to charm those who can
distinguish company from crowd;
it has this advantage, you must come
close to her to hear it. To describe her
body describes her mind; one is the
transcript of the other. She discovers
the right and wrong of things, not by
reasoning, but by sagacity. No person
of so few years can know the world bet
ter, no person was ever less corrupted
by that knowledge. She has true gen.
crosby of temper, the most extrava-
CANT cannot be more unbounded in
their liberality, the most covetous not
more cautious in their distribution.
Her pOliteness seems to flow rather
from natural disposition to oblige,
than from any rules on the subject. 1t
is long before she chooses, but then it
is fixed forever; and the first hours of
romantic friendship are not warmer
than hers, after the lapse of years. AS
she never disgraces her good-nature by
severe reflections on anybody, so
she never degrades her judgment by
immoderate or ill-paced praises; for
everything Violent is contrary to her gen.
tleness of disposition and the evenness
scribed his wife as " the severest of
critics, but a perfect wife" She was
the widow of his friend, Mr.. Wyndham
Lewis, and twenty years his elder. The
great affection which Disraeli enter
tanned for his wife, whom he always es-
teemed as the founder of his fortunes
is well known. She was in the habit
of travelling with him on almost all oc-
casions. At dinner-par.y, friend of
the earl had no better taste than to ex-
postulate with him for always taking
the viscountess with him. Il cannot
understand it," said the graceless man.
g for you know you make yourself a
perfect laughing-stock wherever your
wife goes with you" Disraeli fixed his
eyes upon him very expressively, and
said: 81 don't suppose you can I'M
derstand it, B, / don't suppose
you can understand it, for no one could
ever in the last and widest excursions
of an insane Imagination, suppose you
to be guilty of gratitude ~ On the Sd
of April, 1872, Disraeli made a great
speech in the Free Trade Hall, Man.
chester. In box at the end of the
hall, opposite the platform, sat several
ladies, conspicuous among others being
Lady Beaconslield. We are told by one
who was on the platform that " next in
interest to the great speech of the even.
ing, were the sympathetic face of the
orators wife and the way in which
from time to time, the orator lifted his
head, as if to ask for her approval
When all was over, Mr.. Disraeli waited
in the retiring room for short time
and was then driven rapidly to the
house of his host (Alr. Romano Callen
der), in Victoria Park. There Lady
Beaconsfeld was awaiting him, and NJ
sooner were the carriage wheels heard
upon the gravel than she hurried from
the drawing-room to the hall, rushed
into the arms of her husband, embraced
him rapturously. and exclaimed, Oh
Dizzy, Dizzy this is the greatest nigh
of all This pays for all p'-CasselP'
FdmiW Maqdzine.