Savory Morsels.

Thames Star, Volume XIII, Issue 4364, 28 December 1882, Page 2

Savory Morsels.

Mrs As tor, the wife of a welUknown millionaire, of New York, appeared at a party the other evening, at which she literally blazed with diamonds. On each of her shoulders she had four stars, the size of silver half-dollars, made of diamonds, and her hair seemed aflame with them. There wes a diamond h>ndeau upon her brow. She bad diamond earrings, and a diamond necklace of magnificent proportions. Upon the two" sides of her chest were two circles of diamonds, about the size of the palm of the hand. From them depended lines and curves of diamonds reaching to her waist, around which she wore a diamond girdle. On the skirt of her dress in front were two large peacocks, wrought in lines of diamonds. There were rosettes of diamonds on her

slippers. There were diamonds, large or small, but in every variety and from, all over her dress and person wherever they could be artistically placed. She presented an extraordinarily dazzling appearance. A connoisseur in precious stones who was present says the diamonds she wore could not have cost less than a million dollars.

A touching incident is reported from Chattanooga. An utter stranger called on a respectable farmer lately, and asked him if his house had not been robbed daring the war. The farmer replied that it had. " I," said the stranger, " was one of a marauding party that did it. I took a little silver locket." " That locket," observed the farmer, " had been worn by my dear dead child." " Here it is," said the stranger, visibly affected. "I am rich; let me, make restitution; here are twenty dollars for your little sod." He gave the farmer a fifty dollar bill, and received thirty dollars in change. He then wrung the farmer's hand warmly and left. The farmer has since dried his tears and loaded his shotgun. The fifty-dollar bill was bad.

A Scotch laddie delivering milk for a dairy in the suburbs was stopped the other day in his round of calls bj two detective officers, who asked him for whom he delivered the milk. The boy, on telling them, was asked if his employers pat anything in the milk. "Oh ay," was tisf> innocent answer; and the officers, thinking they had a clear case, each offered the boy a penny if he would tell them what was put in it. "Ah," said the boy with a grin, " wadna gie's the penny though I tell it ye!" " Oh yes, we will," returned the officers. "Gies't then," said the little fellow doubtfully. The pence were then handed over, with the question, " Now, what do you put in the milk ? ".. " Now,'' said the boy, with a cunning look, " I pit the measure in every time I tak' ony oot! "