Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1896-01-02
OVER THE COFFEE CUPS.
Breakfast Table Talk with Just Hint OF
Splcc In If.

The late George Augustus Sala the
English journalist. was II man of exceed
ingly irasible temper, quickly aroused to
anger, but as quickly paciiied. After
Saa's return from his lecturing tour in
Australia Irving gave n dinner in his hon
or, and one of the company was Lord
Rosebery, an old friend of Sala's. Lord
Rosebery made a speech, gently bantering
the guest of the evening. To the general
astonisment Sala took this very i'll. and
delivered IA terrible trade In reply. He be-
gan rolling out the statesman's names in
his fun, resonant voice: Archibald Philip
Primrose, Earl OF Rosebery. you have
dared this night TO insult n man who has
served his country in every quarter of the
globe" And 30 on at great length and
with tremendous vehemence. The table
was thunderstorm, but Lord Rosebery
maze another speech, which soothed the
fiery veteran, and even reduced him to
tears.
1t is said that Won Moltke was silent in
seven languages" Before the opening of
a striking campaign he was walking the
streets with head depressed. when some
busybody approached him, determined to
extort from him IA word in regard to the
campaign. How are matters coming on,
general?" he asked. We'll" said the gem
cral my cabbages are coming on very
well, but my potatoes want rain"
A very devout gentleman of Boston has
recently undertaken to teach Il Sunday
school class of bootblacks and newsboys
the beauties Of the gospel. He recently
undertook to tell a story of Jacobs lad
der. After he had graphically pictured
the wanderlngs OF the sad old patriarch,
his dream in the Eastern pasture and the
ladder on which the angels were ascend
ing and descending, he paused and said:
Now, boys. If there Is anything In this
story that / have not yet explained, you
may ask me any question you like and
will answer it," Thereupon little chap
cried out; Say, Mister Minister, did you
say dem angels he'd wings?" Eyes, my
boy" replied the doctor; CANCELS always
have wings" We'll. den. If dey he'd
wings what for did they need ladders?'--
Boston Home journal.
| One of the dolls sent to the annual doll
show that Gen. Felix Angus of Baltimore
gets up for the poor children of his city
| just before Christmas came from Cleve-
land, Ohio. whore Mrs, Robert p Porter.
wife of the editor and staff expert, began
a movement to provide the'finest doll In
the show. 1t Is three feet tall and is
modelled after the painting La Belle
Chocolatier, which hangs in the Dresden
gallery. Among the women who supplied
and worked on the clothing of the doll
We're Mrs. Garfield, Mrs. John Sherman,
Mrs. Bushnell. Mrs. Mckinley Mrs.
James II. Hoyt, and Miss Fannie Hayes,
daughter of II. b. Hayes. Accompanying
the doll was a set of dishes for chocolate
set, so as to complete the resemblance 10
the painting,
A gentleman one day took his little lad
out for walk, but the boy, from some
cause or other got lost and, meeting a
policeman, tearfully asked: "Please, sir.
have you seen man without little boy?
Cause II you have. Sc that little boy
London Tid-Bits.
After waiting half an hour for the con-
tracing parties to turn up at a swell we'd
din in an uptown New York church the
organist having played almost everything
he knew, finally. with n keener sense OF
the feeling OF the congregation than of the
proprieties, played "Oh. Dear! What Can
the Matter Be-"