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! The smart P&risian wits, who hwe never yet! -forgiven Wagner' for his' diijifk* of France, although his works have forsome time now been included in ther repertory of the Paris Grand .Opera House, continue to crack their jokes about him and the music of the futare. They? are now circulating a story about the wonderful ,cure from deafness of a patient who was reeommended't'o go tD hear " Lohengrin," and to sitf' as near as possible to the orchestra,. club© to the' 'trombones.
The doctos accompanied his patient i-nd sat beside him. Of a sudden, while the noise of the instruments was at its* loudest, the deaf man found he could hear. " Doctor I " he almost shrieked, •' I call hear." The doctor took no notioo. " I tell you,, dootor," repeated the man in .ecstasy, " you have saved me. I have recovered 'my, hearing." Still the doctor was silent. The reason wassoon apparent. He had become deaf- him- ! A Lore Message In a Boofi* A good story: is told of a young man who hucT gained access to the h m«e of one of the richest I families in Liverpool. He fell in love with the 1 only daughter of the house, and tried to ingratiate himself with her in every possible man* , ncr, especially by bringing her the latest, publications. One day the father of the young lady found a copy ooff >f • Trilby " lying on the table, and began' glancing, through it. In one of the chapters he* found a number of words underlined with ai lead penoil— not .beautiful par sages, but insig.niflcant words such as "I" and "You." He turned over leaf after leaf, and found every* where the same thing. He connected the underlined words, and read as follows :— " Dear Miss , will it insult * you if I tell you that I adore you, and " In short, a love letter of the most gushing description, and closing with the words* "Ai.swer in the next chipter." He took a lead pencil, unrei lined some words in the next chapter, wrapped- tha book in a piece of paper, and hauded it to his footman, whom he instructed to take it back to the young gentleman. . The latter opened the volume, his heart throbbing like a sledge hammer, and found the words were underlined in the next chapter. He read as follows:— •• You young scoundrel! If you dare to cross the fcb.re.-b.old of my house again, I shall kiok. you out of the window."
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Otago Witness, Issue 2201, 7 May 1896, Page 52
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414Severe Otago Witness, Issue 2201, 7 May 1896, Page 52
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