The morning news., 1894-11-11

Fortunately every husband is not over
fastidious as was a certain Belgian hus-
band of whom I heard not long since, else
the foot photographers might come to
grief, says awriter in the Mail and EX-
press. His wife, while driving in Brussels,
was thrown from her carriage and the re-
sulting injuries necessitated the amputa-
ton Of one of her legs. The operating
surgeon regarding the leg as his perqW-
site, took it home and put it on exhibition
in a glass case. No doubt the fact that he
had cut eff q Countess leg was calculated
to materially increase his practice.
The ladys husband hearing of the dec
ters performance, pronounced such an ex-
hibition improper and immodest in the
highest degree, and went after his wife s
leg. The surgeon maintained that ii was
his leg, and he had Alright to do what he
pleased with his own property. AS neither
of the disputants could settle the question
Of whose leg it was, the matter has been
carried into the courts. Peer Csuntess
If she could only have held on to that
member it might have gotten her into the
papers instead ct ths courts.
western woman, says Octave Thanet
in the New York Press, was once trans
planted by her husbands success from a
small t0Wn on the prairies to the most ex-
elusive society of a great city on the sea-
board. She was a handsome creature with
a warm heart, a quick wit, and courage
quicker than her wits. She studied the
manners and speech about her. And
when I didn't know the right thing to say
1 kept still" said she. Finally the time
came for her hrst dinner party. She had
looked forward to ii with a liTht tremor
Of the nerves, In spite of the possession of
a middle aged, rather silent woman de-
scribed to her as IAN actual genius in the
F~h
the guests We're gathered, extraordinary
signals Of distress from the butler drew
her int the hall.
What is the matter, Jenes?" she asked,
anxiously.
Netting is the matter with me, na'an1"
he replied, but / wish you would just step
TO the Kitchen and look at cook"
Without aword and her heart sinking
with every step, the lady followed him
Cocks helpers stood In tears outside the
kitchen door. two scandalized maids how
cred over her and told her Il was a shame.
But cook? Cook balanced herself on the
edge of the table with large spoon in one
hand, smiling a foolish smile.
1t did not need the fumes Of brandy that
smote the newcomer to tell her what had
happened.
For a second she stood silent. seeing her
guests faces surrounding the startled and
mortified features Of her husband. like a.
crowd Of some medieval painters bodiless
angels.
IT'S only just a little falntness that
esmes over mo-" remarked cook. waving
the spoon amiahly in the lady direction.
don't be alarmed. am, It only aficts
me legs. nlver me moind"
A pretty story Of Mr.. and Mrs. Glad
stones kindness TO a young woman is
thus reported by lady correspondent OF
The Liverpool Echo The younrwoman was
the daughter OF music feafher ,,.g,
many years ago was engaged 20 tcBeb
Mr Gladstono's children. This young vso-
man was anxious 10 enter the musical Uro.
fcssion. in some way. says the ,orre-
spondent she became known 90 Mrs. Glad
stone, perhaps through her daughter