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Hawke's Bay Times, Issue 1527, 21 November 1873, Page 22

A "very special" correspondent of the Paris Figaro gave the following anecdote of Sir Bartle Frere when at Zanzibar:—Sir Bartle and his son, during au expedition " up country," had imprudently wandered from their escort and lost their way. After some time they perceived a negro's hut, and, tired and hungry, proceeded to claim hospitality. An old negress appeared at the door and gave them some egg:?, which our envoy at once, converted into an omelette, and seeing num. bers of little round black balls suspended from the roof, and fancying them to be small mushrooms, popped them into the pan, utterly disregarding the old woman's anxious remonstrances. After their meal, in came the owner of the cabin, who on learning what his visitors had done, broke into a violent rage. " Miserable strangers," cried he, " you have eaten all my war trophies;" and in answer to Sir Bartle's inquiries, informed him that what he had taken for mushrooms were no less than the ears of his enemies whom he hah killed in battle ! " Sir Bartle Frere," added Figaro, "was ill with indigestion for four days."

This is the way the story comes from Southern papers:—" A Louisville widower, wlioge wife had extorted from him on her dying bed a solemn promise that he would never marry again, grew weary of his lonely life after a while, and took a second wife. But his perfidy was terribly punished. The groom had provided the bridal cake, and locked it up carefully in a room in his dwelling. After the ceremony he sent for it, and the cake was found in minute fragments upon tbo floor, bolts and bars not having prevailed to stay the hand of his righteously indignant first wife." We have very little knowledge of such matters in Louisville, but in New York we should simply say that the rats had got at the cake, and found it very good.~ New York Paper.

"Is Pat Flanigan on board this ship I " roared Nelson during a lull in the firing at the'battleVf the Nile] 1 "I'm here, my lord," said' Erin's son, showing himself on deck, "Then," said the gallant Nelson, looking satisfied, "let the battle proceed." This story is Pat's.

Some people are never contented. After haying all their limbs broken, their headjj smashed, and' their brains knocked'out, they will actually go to law and try and get further damages,