MISCELLANEOUS.

Dunstan Times, Issue 546, 4 October 1872, Page 3

MISCELLANEOUS.

In May last the horse Joe Elliott, belonging to Mr. Richard Bonner, of Now York, trotted one mile in two minutes fifteen and a half seconds, at the Mystic Course, Boston. This is the fastest time on record, beating Flora Temple, the queen of the American trotters, by two seconds. Affecting Circumstance.—A touching incident is reported from Chattanoga. An utter stranger called on a respectable farmer last week and asked him if his house had not been robbed during the war. The farmer replied that it had. “I,” said the stranger “was one of the marauding party that did ir. I took hj little silver locket. ” “That lookot said the farmer, bursting into tears, ‘had been worn by my dear, dead child,” “Here it is,” replied the stranger visibly affected? I am rich—let me make restitution:,here are 20dol, for your little son.” He gave the farmer a 50dol. bill, and received 30dol in change. He then wrung the farmers hand warmly and left. The farmer has since dried his tears and loaded his shot gun. The 50dol, bill was bad.—American paper. Very few of the English visitors to Paris in 1802 could speak F one'', and Mr Jackson frequently overheard from the Parisian?, rarely able to speak any language but their own:—“Ces Anglais sont excessivoment betes ; ils r.esaventpasunmotde Francais.” He tells a good story of the bold attempt o' a Polish Princess to talk English :“ I must tell you what occurred at a ball at the Russian Minister’s to Miss Jennings. Mrs, Roses aunt. She was introduced to a Polish lady of rank—l need not tell you her name—who knew a few words of English, and was anxious to try a conversation. They did not got on very well, but Miss J., willing to say something she thought the lady would understand, inquired, partly by words, partly by gesture, tile name of the lady who wag present. Madame la Piinoesse answered, ‘Damn eyes, I I’d know!’ Miss Jennings said she opened her eyes pretty wide with astonish - menu, and looked round, hoping no one was near enough to hear it. La grand dame taking this for doubt, repeated the words several times with still greater emphasis. T knew not which way to look,’ said Miss Jennings, ‘some one must wickedly have told her it was a familiar English way of assorting a thing, and I could not attenAt to explain her error to her, poor lady, ’if? “Diaries of a Diplomatist,” ’ from, . Jho quarterly Review.

The following rather novel story is told by a New Orleans contemporary: Mr. Buchanan, a very popular actor, while playing in Australia to well-filled houses, found, much to his astonishment, that the receipts were quite small. He consulted his agent regarding thematter, hut could elicit nothing from him, so determined to find out where the leak was himself, which he did the next night, forte found that his agent pocketed a large percentage of the hox-offio ■ receipts. The agent being a valuable man of business, Mr. Buchanan was loth to make a charge against him, although his dishonesty was evident. At last Mr. Bnchannan hit upon a plan which succeeded admirably. was one of the best ‘poker’ players in the world The agent was also fond of ‘putting up his ante; ’ so Mr. Bnckanan used to invito him to his room at the hotel after the performance was over, an' s in an hour woul I ‘burst’ the agent of every cent. He kept it up, and in this manner retained bis valuable business man, and got all his money regularly besides; for no matter bow much the agent would ‘knock down’ at the box-'-illoe, Buchanan would win it all an hour after the show was over.