Theatre de Francais,
had in some way offended the Gardes du Corps. So one night they came in
full force to the theatre and tried to hiss her down.

The actress, unabashed, came to the front of the stage, and alluding to
the fact that the Gardes du Corps never went to war, said: "What has
Mars to do with the Gardes du Corps?"

* * * * *

Madame Louis de Segur is daughter of the late Casimir Perier, who was
Minister of the Interior during Thiers's administration. When once out
of office, but still an influential member of the House, he once tried
to form a new Moderate Republican party, meeting with but little
success.

Once his daughter, who was sitting in the gallery, saw him entering the
House _all alone_.

"Here comes my father with his party," she said.

* * * * *

I was greatly amused at the quiet reprimand given by a literary lady of
New York to a stranger at her receptions, who, with hands crossed
complacently under his coat-tails, was critically examining the various
treasures in her room, humming obtrusively as he passed along.

The hostess paused near him, surveyed him critically, and then inquired,
in a gentle tone: "Do you play also?"

* * * * *

A young girl being asked why she had not been more frequently to Lenten
services, excused herself in this fashion, severe, but truthful: "Oh,
Dr. ---- is on such intimate terms with the Almighty that I felt _de
trop_."

* * * * *

At a reception in Washington this spring an admirable answer was given
by a level-headed woman--we are all proud of Miss Cleveland--to a
fine-looking army officer, who has been doing guard duty in that
magnificent city for the past seventeen years. "Pray," said he, "what do
ladies find to think about besides dress and parties?"

"They can think of the heroic deeds of our modern army officers," was
her smiling reply.

* * * * *

Do you remember Lydia Maria Child's reply to her husband when he wished
he was as rich as Croesus: "At any rate, you are King of Lydia;" and
Lucretia Mott's humorous comment when she entered a room where her
husband and his brother Richard were sitting, both of them remarkable
for their taciturnity and reticence: "I thought you must both be
here--it was so still!"

* * * * *

In my own home I recall a sensible o