MISCELLANEOUS.

Evening Star, Issue 3612, 19 September 1874, Page 3

MISCELLANEOUS.

It is said that, when a Chicago girl quarrel; with her lover, she informs her friends that, ‘ ‘ She isn’t on squeezing terms with that fraud any mere.” Duciow and his Troupe.—Ducrow, thf the famous equestrian, was an eccentric, and kind-hearied man. He used to give his peopl a fete at Blackwall every year. Bunn wa; with him on one occasion, and the two sat at a window of the hotel to see the party arrive ii boats. “Do you tind your fellows honest?’ inquired Bunn. “Oh, no,” replied Ducrow; “ but no matter for that; we get on pretty well. I used to find them bowing civility at the commencement of the season, but always stiff as grenadiers when they passed me towards its close. On examining into it I found each man going out with a plank of my wood up along his back under his clothes. That kind of thing is now stopped. But see there, now—these fellows coming rowing up in their shirts ; I have no doubt that these shirts are made of my banners.” (Banners are cotton sheets with inscriptions on them to inform the audience of circumstances necessary for them to know in the progress of the pantomime.) “See, now.” exclaimed Ducrow—“ See them raising their oars as they land; and look at that fellow’s shirt, with ‘She dies at sunset’ under his arm.”

Getting Clothes.—When a woman buys an article of wearing apparel, it is all right. She is not counselled to take it back been use of this or that defect. She ignores man’s knowledge in the matter, and he is only too glad to escape to make any protest. But when hs upholsters himself in any particular, she gives the article a most critical examination, and in nine cases out of ten, hurries him right back with it. Between that man’s regard for his wife and fear of the merchant, he loses a great deal that is pleasant in this world. It is also a little singular what a wonderful effect the store where you have made the purchase,has upon the fit of the article. I have known a man to go back three times with a coat. The first tune it pinched him a little under the arms, Ihe dealer had him try it on; and pulled it down in the back, stood off and squinted at it and then said, “ How dees that feel now ihe man, perspiring at every pore, and feeling that _he was guilty in some way, of taking unfair advantage of a trusting fellow-mortal, mu tbat was much better, and went off. The next day he appeared, with the impression that there was no wool in the cloth • ins wife said so. The salesman gave him a pitying glance, and whipped the coat over from one side to the other so rapidly, and talked so fast about texture and wool, that the miserable wretch was glad to get the garment back and get out of the store. Two days later he sneaked in again with the coat under his arm. Ims time it pinched him across the back. The tailor had him try it on again, and then rubbed it across the back and pulled it at the front and said he never saw anything fit like that in u!• ’ and the man went off with a similar belief. He didn’t go back any more ; but he used to stand in front of that store, when no one was looking, and shake his fist through the window at the tailor, and think upon the things he wanted to do to him, but which there appeared no immediate prospect of his doing.