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LADIES' COLUMN.

When a Chinese gentleman feels desirous of taking unto himself- a wife, he sends to the paternal head of some family containing daughters, for specimens of the sizes of their feet, with the prices attached. One foot is valued at perhaps ten thousand dollars, the next smallest at five thousand, and so forth, according to the market. After the foot (or the lady to whom it belongs) is chosen, she is sent in a sedan chair to the intended husband's house ; ho meets her at the door, looks into the vehicle to take a view of the fair one ; and if she suits his taste, he admits her. As soon as sho passes his threshold, she becomes his lawful wife ; but if he likes not the lady, he shuts the door, and she is carried whither she came.

We take the following from the San Francisco " Bulletin " :—": — " There is at present in Montreal a widow of 22, who is the mother of nine children. She was married at 13, aud before her 17th birthday presented her lord with twins ; tho following year she produced at one birth three boys; the next year she had twins, and repeated the performance the following year — making nine children, the eldest being barely four. Tho children are all living aud doing well."

The latest dodge in face-painting is to paint the corners of the eyes with a dark-blue live, which gives them a beautiful and sort expression. A little dab of vermillion on the end of the noso is also thought to be sweetly pretty.

The gatekeeper of one of the Parisian cemeteries detected a young lady in attempting to enter the cemetery with a small coffin under her cloak. He mentally pronounced it a case of infanticide, and the trembling culprit was marched off to the commissary's between a brace of policemen, who, on officially opening the coffin, wore nonplussed on finding that it contained the dead body of a sweet little Havana clog.

A woman writes to a literary paper that her husband is cross to her when she wants him to kiss the baby, and asks for advice. Mix arsenic with honey, and spread tho compound thickly upon the darling's lips, and tell him if he will kiss the innocent once more you will never come fooling about him again when he is tired. He will smack the infant with cheerful alacrity, lick his lips with puzzled pleasure, and you will have no further occasion to worry a weak-minded editor with your private nonsonse. — " San Francisco News Letter."

The three notable women of the time in the aristocracy of England are Countess Waldegrave, Viscountess Molesworth, and the Marchioness of Salisbury : yet neither was of patrician birth. Lady Waldegravo was the daughter of Braham, the singer. Her first husband was Mr. Waldegrave ; her second, his brother, tho Earl ; her third, Mr. Hareourt; her fourth, and present, Mr. Chichester Fortescue, who graduated at Oxford with the highest honours, and is now Chief Secretary for Ireland — a brilliant man. The last marriage was a lovo match. Lady Waldegrave is very rich — owns Strawberry Hill, which belonged to Horace Wai pole, and other mansions, and entertains superbly. Viscountess Moles worth was Miss Carstairs, and was bred for a professional singer. Like Lady Waldegrave, she has the good sense never to ignore the comparative humility of her origin. She has rare mental endowments, is a charming conversationalist, and as for her dinners, bless you, old Apicius would have raved over them ! There is a good story told of one of her cntertainmenis, at which four dukes were present. The dinner was so good and the dukes so dull that during two courses none of them spoke. The Marchioness of Salisbury inherited, no doubt, some of the ta'ents of her father, Mr. Baron Alderson, who was a senior wrangler, and afterwards an eminent Judge. She married Lord Robert Cecil, who, bein^ poor, wrote for the paper?. She had talent ; she wrote too. They were regular contributors to the "Saturday Review." When Lord Robert's eldest brother, Lord Cranbourne, who w r as blind, but cultured and accomplished, died, Lord Robert succeeded him, and his worldly possessions were materially enlarjed. He became Secretary of State for India, and developed a high degree of administrative ability. Lady Salisbury, like the two ladies named previously, possesses all the tact and talent demanded to make the home of a statesman attractive, sociilly and politically.

Wimining have their rights in Wyoming, but then Wyoming can never become "Woming" Territory. And what's to prevent it ? V, don't you see ? — that letter wont let her.

A. clergyman in Glasrow used to relate tho following: — "In marrying a couple, ho asked tho bride, in the usual form of the Presbyterian Church, whether she would be a ' loving, faithful, and obedient wife?* The bride promptly replied that she would promise to be loving and faithful, but would not venture on a pledge of uniform obedience. T.ie minister paused and demurred. • Just say awa, sir,' ejaculated the bridegroom. $be has promised to be lovin' and faifchfu' ; an' foul fa' thea fingers,' raising his fist, ■ c gin she's no obedient !* n

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Ngā taipitopito pukapuka

Tuapeka Times, Volume III, Issue 163, 23 March 1871, Page 7

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Tapeke kupu
864

LADIES' COLUMN. Tuapeka Times, Volume III, Issue 163, 23 March 1871, Page 7

LADIES' COLUMN. Tuapeka Times, Volume III, Issue 163, 23 March 1871, Page 7

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