The fiftieth anniversary of the landing, of the French army in the Crimea fol this week. It was not accorded any ial celebration; the number of limen whose memories can take back to so distant a period being naturally small, and still smaller the total of those who took part in the war. About twenty old soldiers who served in the Crimea are lodged at the Invalides, and an interviewer, who wont to collect their pressions on the occasion of the anniversary, has drawn an amusing picture of the old warriors' peculiarities. One who was found cracking nuts with his wooden leg and was asked whether he was hit by a bullet or a shell, facetiously replied that he did not know, and that had he seen it coming, he would certainly have got out of the way. In the infirmary the visitor discovered two veterans who occupied adjoining beds and spent the greater part of their time in quarrelling. One, a Southerner, obstinately maintained that he spiked ton Russian cannon with his own hands, whereto the other retorted that the murderous implements in question must have boon the kind of beer-glass known as a "canon" and that the operation was accomplished in the canteen, Yet another veteran proudly displayed a bullet, " which a Cossack I'd never said anything to and didn't know from Adam shot me inthe knee with." He peri cally offers this bullet to the curator of the Army Museum, who as regularly declines it, but its proprietor still hopes that he will some day see. it reposing in a glass case for the edification of the present and future generations of soldiers.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.