PERSONAL ANECDOTES

Gisborne Times, Volume XXVIII, Issue 2740, 19 February 1910, Page 1 (Supplement)

PERSONAL ANECDOTES

CHANGED HIS AIIND

A would-be author called on Mr Fields one day at bis office in the oldtime publishing house of Ticknor and Fields. Evidently the young man did not like Air Field’s appearance, for this was the conversation that took place:—“ls this Air Fields? ’ “It is. sir.” “AL- James T. Fields?” “I am lie.” “Well, then, I'd like to see Air Ticknor!”

BIRDS OF A FEATHER. The secret of Dante’s struggle through life was in the reckless sarcasm of his answer to the Prince of Yerona, who asked him how lie could account for the fact that, in the household of prince.*; the Court fool was in greater favor than th<> philosopher. “Similarity of mind,” said the fierce genius, “G, nil the world over, the source or friendship.”

COURTESY. Captain Jerome, while visiting Colonel Higginson, took a derringer from the table, and asked: “This thing loaded?” But before the colonel could reply, the weapon was discharged, the lmliet tearing away one of the fingers of the visitor. The colonel, who is widely known on account of his extreme politeness! bowed gracefully, and rejoined: “Not now, my dear captain.”

UNINTENTIONAL IRONY. The Rev. F. B. Meyer,'speaking'at a Hackney (London) meeting, said he once attended a prison service at which one of the hymns was: “We are marching 011 the good old- way, The good old way our fathers trod.” Archdeacon Sinclair capped thi s with a story of a Bishop who opened a .prison service with the observation that ho was delighted to see so many present. .

NO PLACE IN IT. Airs Carrie Chapman Catt, the American Suffragist leader, apropos oi woman suffrage, said:—“Alen of that sort—men of that stupid sort —treat us women like little children or pet animals. They make no account of us whatever. Tlie.3' are like old Calhoun White, the negro. Old Calhoun walked down the main street one moiling in his best black broadcloth suit, with a white rose in his buttonhole and cotton gloves on his large hands. ‘Why, Calhoun,” said the barber, ‘are you taking a holiday?’ ‘Dish yere,’ said the old man in a stately voice, ‘dish vero am mah golden weddin’, sail. Ah’m sallybratin’ hit.’ ‘But your wife ’ said the barber, ‘i s working as usual. I saw her at the tub as 1 came out. Why isn’t she celebrating, too?’ ‘Her?’ said Calhoun angrily. ‘She hain’t not miffin’ to do with it. She’s ma fourth.’ ”

“STUNG 1” The journals of Berlin relate > an amusing story of the home life of the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince, as is known, has a love for aviation, and has made several ascents. The Crown Princess recently called his attention to an appeal in a newspaper much read at Court. The Crown Prince was advised by his loyal subjects not to make such ascents, the risk run being too great for the future German Emperor. The Crown Prince reflected for a moment, and then he promised the Princess that he would make no more ascents. Some time later ho learned that the Princess inspired the appeal.