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Hawke's Bay Times, Volume 16, Issue 821, 12 September 1870, Page 6

One Sunday, the Madnleine, at Paris, was as usual th ronged with persons attending mass. One yqung woman was particularly remarkable for the energy with which she struck her breast while acknowledging her manifold sins and wickedness in the usual words, " Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa/" As this edifying young lady, was leaving the church her foot caught in the' pkirt of her dress, and she had a fall, At the same moment a dozen portemonuaies fell from her pocket. " Hallo !" said a-police officer who was Standing near, and who ran to help her as she fell. '-1 have heard of the miraculous multiplication of loaves, but not of purses. Have the kjndness to accompany me t 0 the coramissaire of police, in order to. explain the interesting phenomenon." On the way to the police station, the piflus young woman threw a handful of snntf into tfic eyes of the officer with the remark, "Eememjier- that you are only dust." Having given this vapleasant illustration of the propriety of casting *' dust W dujt," she bolted round the nearest «©*aejfj ajftd has aoi siftee bsea heard oX> '