The record-union., 1899-04-09

l. AosS1S OF the WTLtluSS VI 1dIl MAI
laren" (Rev John Watson will be
gratified by the announcement that the
distinguished writer and divine will de-
liver one of his lectures with readings
at an early date in Sacramento. He
had fine reception in San Francisco
the other night, and was welcomed by
the people in a manner so cordial that
he could have had no question in mind
about its sincerity. He has been
| shown social courtesies also in San
Francisco which do credit to the liter
ary folk of the metropolis. He should
be received in Sacramento with cordi-
ality and social honors.
| The biography of Elizabeth, recently
published by Harper & Brothers under
the title THE Martyrdom Of an En-
press contains many interesting Incl
dents and adventures of which the En-
press was the heroine during her long
and eventful life. Elizabeth and Eer
constant companion, the author, used to
disguise themselves and visit the slums
OF the cities, nursing the sick and COM
forting the afflicted. One night they
We're riding through the outskirts Of
Pesth when they heard woman's
screams from a rickety hovel.
"On the impulse of the nome nt," says
the author, I'VE both leaped from our
horses, and rushing to the door and
pushing it open we found ourselves in a
vlllainously dirty room, where a huge
ruffian of man was dragging a. wom-
an about the floor by her luxuriant, un-
bound hair, kicking her vigorously as
he did SO. Before / realized what was
happening, the Empress had laid her
heavy hunting-crop about the fellows
face, and SO surprised was he at our
unexpected appearance, and at this Wig
orous onslaught, that he dropped his
victim and stared at us in blank amazs-
ment. His astonishment was, however,
as nothing to ours when the ill-used
dame sprang to her feet, and putting
her arms akinbo, demanded, in her
shrillest Hungarian, and with torrent
of invectives, what we hussies' meant
by interfering with her husband. The
Empress burst into a peal of laughter
and taking from her habit a couple of
gold ten gulden pieces, she handed them
to this model benedict, exclaiming, Beat
her, my friend; beat her all she wants
She deserves it for being SO loyal to
you"
F. 7. Bul,en, who lately published the
Cruise of the Cachelot," and who is
about to publish a book of 'Idylls Of the
Sea- has been not only a cabin boy
and a sailor, but street preacher, and
that for some time.
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Benjamin Swift" minor novelist IS
writing a-history of Italy in the Middle
Ages-and readers will hope that he
| writes better history than novels, says
the New York Tribune"
Some reasonably wise Saws for Lit
erary Aspirants' appear in the London
| Academy. The unmarketabie is not
necessarily tremendous" is the first
one, and themfollow these:
You may take it for granted that
you have quite as much genius as half
the people now writing.
'tSelf-depreciation is an exercise for
the closet.
"Posterity does not buy books.
When reviewers conspire against
you consult a physician.
"A line a. day doesn't pay.
There are better things in the world
than caviare.
IF you cannot fly, climb.
"A smooth brow needs no bays.
"Modesty is the best policy
Miss Sara Hennell, the "early intel
lectual friend" of George Eliot, has just
died in England. This lady we are re-
minded, was the sister of Charles Hen
neil, author of an Inquiry Concerning
the Origin of Christianity TRANSLATED
into German with preface by Strauss,
which, together with the effect of the
intellectual converse of the Charles
Brays, another sister and her husband,
had the effect upon Miss Marian Evans
of making her give up going to
church, and SO subjected her to rather
distressing disagreement with her
father But probably the most nat
ural incident in the friendship was
the almost incredulous amazement
of the Brays and Miss Hennell
later, when their friend avowed her.
self the author Of Adam Bede" and
the Scenes of Clerical Life" ''They
seemed overwhelmed with surprise
writes George Eliot in her diary This
experience has enlightened me good
deal as to the ignorance in which we
all live of each other" 1t was, by the
way, one of the Hennells who got
George Eliot, as girl, to have her head
shaved that a cast might be taken of
her bumps.
Mrs. W. K. Clifford says that when
she sits up to write at night her pre-
vailing fear is burglars. She once men,
toned this to Huxley, who replied:
when I am working at night I not
only hear burglars moving about, but
1 actually see them looking through
the crack of the door at mei''
An Englishman lately returned from
India has given interesting ii slight
notes about the Kiplings to the Lam
cashire Daily Post" OF the elder Kip
ling he SAYS: II don't believe there was
another such Oriental scholar in India
as he. He had a marvellous knowledge
of the religious creeds and of the Ian
guage and dialects of the country.
Added to that, he was one OF the great
est authorities on antiquarian matters
there, and would be sent for from all
parts of India in the case of there being
discovered anything of interesting but
doubtful origin / remember my first
visit to the house of the Kiplings al
Lahore / fancy the house was Mr..
Kipling's by virtue of his holding the
official positions l have told you OF.
Every room into which we went simply
teemed with curios and artistic Won
ders. One could have spent days in
every apartment The Kipling family
were delightful people, all clever, art
istic in their tastes, and the kindest.