Savory Morsels.

Thames Star, Volume XVI, Issue 5039, 7 March 1885, Page 3

Savory Morsels.

"A few days ago, 1' writes a Times correspondent, " an officer of the Eussian army en rttraite, named Slchebrovsky*, was tried at Odessa on a charge of polygamy. He had married three women in less than ihrre years. The second wife, who was called us a witness but refused to testify against him, said there was not such another man in the world, and declared that she loved him still. The prisoner found an eloquent defender in Prince Mestchersky, who, in a brilliant speech, invoked the example of Ivan the Terrible and other distinguished historic characters to prove that a man may have several wives at the same time. But his master stroke was an appeal to 'the letter of the Eussian law, which, though it declares bigamy to be a penal offence, is silent as to polygamy ; and the jury, taking the same view ©f the question, ! returned a verdict of not guilty. Stchebrovsfey thereupon quitted the court amid the applause of. the audience, with the second Madame Stchebrovsky hanging on his arm." Two little creatures were sitting in the gloaming—in one of those old-fashioned, dizzy, delightful gloamings that female novelists tell us about. They were sitting there, and the gloaming gloamed away, and the creatures,sat and sat. The two creatures were a dude and dudelet, and were too-too. " Adolpheus,' 1 uttered she, with a sigh like unto a sleepy cat, "O, Adolpheus" " What is it, my beiojed Alicia ? What wouldst thou of thine Adol- , pheus " "I would—l would—" " Speak, dearest f thine Adolpheus is ready to do , anylhirjg .to please , his ownest own." 1 " Then, Adolpheus, 0 Adolpheus, kiss Ime !" There was a slight convulsion of 1 the atmosphere, a trembling of the youth boughs overhead, and the gloaming had it | all his own way thereafter. The verdict of the coroner's jury was: "Swallowed each other." 11 My dear," said an affectionate husband, "I'm surprised that you will consent to tbe degradation of wearing another woman's hair on your head." "Is that any worse than your wearing another sheep's wool on your back P" retorted the equality affectionate wife. "Place dux Dames. " — Magistrate (newly appointed)—"Nowconstable, what cases this morning ?'' Police-sergeant— "Please your worship, I have in custody —John Simmons, alias Jones, alias Smith, al—" Magistrate—" Ah, well—l'll try the women first. Bring in Alice Jones!" "Come," said one of a couple of lawyers sauntering through the new Law Courts in London the other day, " let us take a look at what is to be the new court." "Yes," returned * the other, " let's view the ground where we'shall Shortly lie."