A funny paper gives the following :

"Miss Gushington (to young widow whose husband has left a large fortune) : " That is the fourteenth mourning costume I have seen you wear in three days, and each lovelier and more becoming than the other." Young Widow: "Oh ! my dear, I have forty; but such a bother as they were to have made! At one time I almost wished that poor dear George hadn't died '. "

This would seem extravagant, did we not find something in every-day-life to match it. Riding around through the suburbs of Victoria, admiring the pretty gardens, and getting information from the hack-driver, as usual with travellers, he told us of one nice place, that the owner and her husband started life as pie-bakers in that town, and wound up by remarking, "an shure, sha has now the plashure o' bayin' a rich widdy."