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Manner*.
When, in goucral conversation, cer
tain opinion* arc pronounced or projxi
aitions advanced at variance with, or in
op|H.sition to, your own ideas, do not
ruah into an argument. A disputatious
peraon is never a favorite. If you do not
agree w ith what iH said, it is heat to re
main silent. Of course, if you are
asked for your own opinion, give it
clearly and firmly, and yet in a manner
that cannot lio construed as offensive to
those holding different views ; and if the
matter is onu with which you are only
partially or not at all acquaiiited, own
the fact rather thim slavishly follow
what another has said. No one can
know everything, and the candid expres
sion that you are not competent to
judge in the case will cause your opin
ion on other points to have all the. more
weight.
S iuio people bristle with objections
like a porcupine with quills. No matter
what is mentioned or proposed, there
comes an objection in a moment. Such
a habit, may be almost unconsciously ac
quired and indulged in, but it is a very
vexatious one.
If ft person appropriates to himself
the best seat in the room, or stands with
his buck lathe fire, or yawns while he is
spoken to, or, in fact, does anything
which shows selfishness, indifference, or
disresi*ect, it is needless to say he cre
ates an unfavorable impression, and dis
plays want of proper training.
It is always well to comply with, and
defer to, the wishes of others as fur as
possible. Should a person of greater
age or higher rank than yourself desire
you to precede him, either in passing
through a door or entering a carriage,
the proper thing to do is to obey imme
diately.
Precedence is always given to ladies—
so, in ascending or descending a stair
case the lady should go flrsj. The con
trary is stated in some books on eti
quette, but this is not in accordance with
the usages of the best society.
At church the gentleman holds open
the door, and the lady precedes lum up
the aisle, stopping at the pew-door for
the gentleman to open it. Many ladies,
however, do not wait, hut open the door
themselves mid enter at once.
Should you moot with a person of this
temperament do not attempt to defend
your own views. Flo would continue
unconvinced ; so drop the subject and
turn the conversation into another chan
nel.
The only occasions when the order of
precedence in reversed are on entering a
theater or concert-room* or walking
along any crowded thoroughfare. The
gentleman in these cases goes first to
clear the w^y.
With regard to other case* of prece
dence, he more solicitous about giving
•fliers their position than about taking
your own.
A lady should not ho permitted to de
fray the cost of her entrance-fee to any
I heater or exhibition, or to pay for re
rcfresliments. etc. If slm insists upon
reimbursing the amount the gentleman
must comply with her wishes.
Except in large households, where
servants are constantly in attendance in
tho hall, it is customary, liefore allow
ing any one to leave the room ; to ring
for the servant to open tho door. Every
one is entitled to tho civility, and its
omission may cause resentment. Ex
cept, of course, when you accompany
your visitor to the door yourself, as you
would do if you wished to show especial
respect or regard, or when you are on
such terms of intimacy with your visitor
t hat all formality is dispensed with.
When a lady is about to leave a room
the gentleman should always rise and
hold the door open lor her to pass out
Capacity for Sleep.
Public men, subjected to severe men
tal straiu by exhausting duties, learn to
sleep anywhere and at any time. Napo
lcan once slept for an hour in the middle
of a battle, with the roar of artillery
about him. Brougham slept for twenty
four hours at the close of an exciting
week in the court-room.
\ story tohl of William I’itt. when
Prime Minister of England, exhibits this
facility:
A mutiny lmd broken out on a ship of
war, and the mutineers had imprisoned
\dmiral Colpoioe, aiul threatened him
with death unless their grievances wore
redressed. It was feared that tho exam
ple would become contagious, and the
mutiny become general.
Several members of the Cabinet, led
by Lord Wimlham, went in dismay to
Pitt’s house for counsel. He was asleep,
but they forced their way to his chamber
and roused him.
The great statesman sat up in bed,
heard then exciting story, and wrote
calmly:
“ If Admiral Oolpoieo is not given up,
lire upon the sliip from the batteries un
til she is destroyed. ’’
He then lay down on his pillow, and
was snoring’ lx*fore his surprised col
leagues had loft tho room. They could
not understand how sleep was possible iu
such an emergency.
Lrrvr.R six-year old was takiug his first
lesson in addition, and when tho teacher
asked him: "If I were to give you two
cats, and another nice young lady gave
you two more, how many cats would vou
have?” Ho quickly replied: “ Why,
pretty soon I wouldn’t have any, for my
mamma would break their heads with
tho broom. Sho don’t like cats.”
One day, Louis Philippe, whose stingi
ness was notorious, presented a flag to
the Mairc of a small French commune.
The flag weighed ponderously, the Maire
was old. "Monsieur le Maire,” said
Louis Philippe, “do not take the trouble
to carry it yourself, you will over fatigue
yourself,” "Sire,” replied tlie Maire,
“ what your Majesty gives is never
heavy 1 ”
STRIKE NOW.
There’s nothing more thou iwnst command.
The past has gone beyond <hy hand,
With many a broken row,
The coming moment is not thine;
l.tfa stands belween, a narrow line.
Strike while Iba iron’s hoi—sinks now.
Now Is the time to do the deed,
Now the lluie to uproot the wted,
Act, nor psuae to aak the bow;
Ka< h passing moment chills the glow,
Cmskl forging twins the thought amt blow,
Strike while the Iron's hot—strike now.
rian as we will, strike ss we msy,
All power, hois', growth {rum day today,
To the criisliiiig now must Ikw.
K'.suits of reason Its-1 log, tail,
All are sonn se, the now but fact,
Strike while the Iron’s hot-strike now
Greatness the now lies always woo,
Well sowed, that this is all'the sum
Of flic, who uiu disavow?
W ok hi lire now {min tirsl to last,
*Tls always with you, never plat.
Strike while the Imus hoi— strike now.
WHISKY BOB’S CLAIM.
Whisky Boh was dead broke, very
tired, tuid wanted to sit down ami study
his situation and what was best to bo
done.
“Hero Tbo again, the same domed
fool as ever, ruined by whisky after tank
in' piles of money; I just deserve it.
Whitt a doggoned jackass a human cun
make his aeli! with whisky.”
Taking up his pack, Bob toiled slowly
up the ridge under the trees until
he came to the top, where it flattened
out in the level places and slight depres
sions. Birds were singing and dowers
blooming around him; and, as he sat
down to rest, ho heard, to lii.s astonish
ment, not very far off, the clear sweet
voice of a female, singing.
Peeping cautiously under the young
pine tree, there, in u little open flat, sil
ting on a rock, was the singer. It was a
pleasant picture to look at for a lonely
man—a tall, shapely, buxom young girl,
with light, golden hair, blue eyes, ami
very regular, pretty features. Bite was
dressed in a short calico dress, with moc
assins on her feet, and a sun-bonnet
thrown lmck on her head. Her hand
rested on a long Kentucky rille. Bite
was t representative of the better class
of Western girls, who w ere continually
in those earlier days arriving in the
mountains of California from the long
trip overland, emigrating in families
from Kentucky anil other States.
Whisky Bob listened to tho song with
delight, and gazed at the singer iu ad
miration; and then, with his pack on
his shoulder, coolly walked out into her
presence, and, putting his pack down
not far from her, sat down lnmself. Then
she spoko to him:
“Well, Mister, who might you be,
that walks info a young lady’s drawing
room without knocking, even on tho
bark of a tree?”
"Please, Miss, I’m called Whisky Bob
—out prospecting. ”
"No ‘miss’ about it, Mr. Bobb, please.
My name, for short, is Nell Green to all
friends, and toothers—well, I’ve a shoot
ing-iron,” said the girl, and continued:
"Your name of Whisky is a bad one,
young man, and 1 reckon shows yon are
being ruined by corn juice. Is that so?”
“Well, Nell, that’s a fact—but rattier
rough,” said Bob, who saw the girl had
a half smile on her face.
“Now, Mr. Bob—without the Whisky
—it seems to me,” said Nell, “ye’re
throwing yerself away, and there might
be something better for yer, if ye’d seek
it,” and she looked at lum with an ex
pression of some interest.
"I know it, Nell, if l could oulv do
it.”
"Got no folks, no family, to kcer for
you?" said Noll.
"Narry one,” replied Bob; "never had.
I toted myself and pack up this ridge to
jest seek my luck once more, and quit
tho corn juice and reform. I said to my
self, ’Bob, if yo could only meet a wo
man unywbore in these diggins, and
stake out a claim where she stood, it
would briug ye fresh luck and ye might
turn over anew leaf, aud be somebody
once more.’ And here, sure enough, I’ve
met you.”
"Ye mean right, I’m sure,” said Noll,
softly. “But down the trail away yonder
I see my folks are coming along, with
their fixings aiul plunder, pan, mail and
tho rest ov’om. I must put out, stranger,
but Mr. Bob, let me say a kind word to
yo on parting from a short acquaintance.
You sav a woman brings ye luck every
time. Now I just hope I’ll bring good
fortune to yer, and yon may take your
pile out of this ’ere spot, though I can’t
see where it is. Mr. Bob,” said tho girl,
hesitating, "ef yodo not fltid it, aud act
up to yer go<xl intentions about the corn
juice—well, then, Mr. Bob, my folks are
raising log houses and shed fixings down
on tho opening at tho foot of the creek,
away there you can see a break in the
trees. We mean to locate.” And walk
ing up to Boh, she put her band on his
shoulder, "and Mr. Bob, if ye raise yer
pile yer can bring jest a little piece of
cold down for Nell to remember slie
brought a better life to ye.”
He took his rocker and put it in run
ning order down the ridge by a little
pool of water, foil by a small stream,
where he could briug his dirt and wash
out for half an hour, and then pack down
more, while the pool was tilling with
water again.
Next he went and rolled away the
rock whore Nell had been sitting and
singing by the drv pebbles of the rivulet,
and. taking his pick, began digging out
a ditch in tho grass, alxmt two feet deep
and two feet wide, down stream, and
took tho dirt to his rocker. He worked
until sunset, only finding about six bits
of coarse gold, but in his last bucket,
when washed out, he found a good solid
pieoe of gold weighing throe ounces.
In the morning he arose by daylight,
and after his breakfast of fried pork and
(x\fToe. ending with the usual smoke of
his pipe, he went to work again, deter
mined to work the gold out for Nell’s
sake, if he did not make a fortune.
Ho worked hard and steady through
the day, only stopping at noon for some
coffee and a smoke beneath the pine tree
camp. The sun was very hot, but he
didn’t mind it. At night, when he washed
out the result of the day’s hard toil, he
only had a dollars’ worth of coarse gold,
but lie found a little piece of blue riblxm
Nell had lost from her hair. This con
soled him amply, as lie kissed it and said
to himself, “ Bob, better luck to-mor
row.” His claim was what miners call
“very spotted," for the gold was scat
tered in spots hero and there. The next
day and the next, his labors brought him
the same result—about enough to pay
expenses, or as the miners call it, “grub
money.”
The fourth day, just before he washed
out, in Iris last rocker of dirt, at sunset,
he found two pieces of gold, one worth
$l5O, the other full S2OO. Boh was
happy that night, and tied the blue rib
bon with a leather string round his neck,
ao that it could rest on his heart. The
next two days brought no big piece, but
the seventh he took pieces of gold from
the clay-liko cement weighing about
S7OO. It was dark colored gold, pretty
solid, and twisted into strange shapes.
with holes in it, but not appearing much
worn, or, in mining parlance, “washed ”
When the miners passed him daily on
their way to the divide, they stopped to
ask what tie luck was, and when tliev
saw a very little coarse gold in his pan,
they laughed at him. But Bob kept his
lumps of gold in liis pocket, or buried
them Iteside the rock in his camp. In
this way he worked on, talking sometimes
large pieces of gold out, half as large as
Nell’s little fist, and then for days very
little.
He now examined and weighed his
gold, and found that he had about SB,OOO,
mostly in heavy pieces. This was a pretty
good fortune for seven weeks’ digging,
and Bob felt an unconquerable longing to
go and tell Nell all about it. The next
morning by daylight he cleared up,
packed up his thiugs and started down
the ridge to the nearest trading tents.
But in bis blankets, carefully strapped
out of sight, was a heavy bag of gold in
place of a whisky bottle.
It was early in the day yet, and Bob
set out to find the ranch of Nelly’s peo
ple, leaving his pack, except the blanket
containing the gold, which was slung
over bis shoulders on his pick handle.
In a little over a mile’s walking he
found a pretty valley at the mouth of
the creek, where some new log houses,
fences and clearings indicated Nell's
home.
In a hack room, with her white, strong,
beautiful arms bare to the shoulder,
stood pretty Nell at the waslitub, very
busy iti a stream of soapsuds and Ken
tucky jeans, singing free as a bird.
Bob put down bis'paek and walked in,
but Nell’s quick ear heard, and she
turned and saw him, and her cheeks
flushed and her eyes sparkled.
“What! Bob, is that you come at
last? iu store clothes, too?” said she,
glancing with blight eyes at the young
man, and with poorly disguised pleasure.
"Certain, sure, Nell; you said I might
eome.”
"Yes, Bob! but how about the
whisky?”
" Nell, I haven’t touched a drop stece
you saw me; if I have they may shoot
me. And what’s more, I don’t meau to
—if you say so,” replied he.
"An’ Bob, did I bring luck to yer?
Was there gold up thar?”
“Nell, thar's six thousand dollars and
more, rolled in them blankets thar, I
owe to your pretty self, or I’m a nigger.
And, Nell, just look here,” and Bob took
from the breast of liis shirt a package
carefully wrapped in paper, which had
rested on the bow of Nell’s blue ribbon
he had found, and which she plainly
saw. Unwrapping it, there was a piece
of gold, in the shape of a spread eagle,
almost exact in every part, weighing
over six ounces.
“Nell, you said I might bring yer a
specimen from my pile, and here ’tis.”
“Yes, Bob, but what gal’s bit of rib
bon is that yer so keerful about?” said
Nell, with a loving look, but turning her
face from him mischievously, and stirring
the soap-siuls.
“That ere,” replied he, "broke loose
from the har of an angel that met me on
the mountains, yonder, aud said some
kind words to dead-broke man, that
gave him new life, and what's more,
brought good luck, the thin" as a charm
to lighten his thoughts when he felt
downlieartened. ”
"Yes, Bob,” said she, “but ain’t that
talk kind of any? Angels don’t flit
round these diggins, as I ever heerd ov. ’
“Yes, Nell, that’s so; but any woman's
an angel to man that’s going wrong,
who, iu the loving kindness of her heart,
encourages him to do right, and that’s
what ye’ve done for me. That ere gold
came to me by luck from you, and if ye’d
onlv take it with something else”
"With what, Bob?” but Nell still
kept her face turned away, while he was
edging still closer to her.
"Well, Nell, if I must make the riffle,
just take Bob with the dust and make
him a happy man for the rest of his life.
He loves yer, and would die for yer auy
time,” and Bob stole his arm around her
slender waist.
Nell at lrst turned her blushing face,
and looking roguishly at Rob, said:
"Don’t you think, Bob, it would lie bet
ter sense to sav you’d live for Nell than
to die for her ?”
Bob did not speak, but drew Nell to
him. and kissed her. Nell, somehow had
her hands so entangled in the soapsuds
aud clothe® that she couldn’t resist, but
she pouted her lips, and Bob took his
ki*s back from thuiu.
Three yeai*s after the above events
hapi>ened, in that same valley, was a
very pretty cottage, with a garden and
dowers around it. that indicated taste
and refinement, and the whole clearing
had become extensive, with its buildings
and improvements. Here resided Mr.
Robert Btintou and his happy wife, the
handsomest and happiest couple in the
northern counties.
Mr. Stiuton was a prosperous cat
tle dealer, well-to-do, and few remem
bered that there ever was such a man as
Whisky Bob.
A Chinese Execution.
The orintinul is conveyed to the execu
tion ground in a basket slung on a bam
boo between two coolies. Half stupe
fied by fear aud rendered almost insensi
ble to the fate about to be suffered from
the effect* of samshoo, which is given to
the victim in abundance, the procession
wends its way between throngs of Celes
tials. The road is lined with sedan
chairs conveying the officials, both high
and low, to witness the sight.
Upon arrival at the place of punish
ment, a crowd of chattering Chinese may
he seen, some engaged smoking their
pipes, others discussing their early bowl
of congee at the stall of the perambulat
ing venders of edibles. Not the least
trace oi any feeling of awe or compassion
is exhibited at the tragedy about to be
enacted. A stolid indifference marks
the countenance of the assemblage, and
it is only when the cortege files into po
sition before the dais, whereon the
Viceroy and the provincial Judge have
taken their seats, that any observable
emotion animates the crowd. The crim
inal is made to kneel, while a subordi
nate officer reads the edict of the Vice
roy. This sets forth tlie crime and the
penalty, and exhorts the culprit to con
fess fully. All the victim can do is to
cry for mercy, of which quality there is
apparently a lack. At a given signal
from the Judge the two executioners
step forward and seize the unfortunate
wretch. Divested of every particle of
clothing he or she is bound hand aud
foot to two upright pieces of wood in the
form of a Saint Andrew’s cross. The
minions of the law draw from their belts
two short, sharp knives. They are now
ready for their bloody work. With a
devilish skill they commence to slit the
skin and flesh at the wrists. Proceed
ing up tlio arms until the neck is reached,
their attention is then directed to the
lower limbs. The ankles upward, the
fleshy part of the legs and thighs right
up to the chest are under operation.
The whole body is now one quivering
mass of strips of skin and flesh, from
which the blood is pouring in streams,
dying the ground aud the executioners’
clothes a vivid red color. By this time
the vast crowd are on the tiptoe of ex
pectation, straining their bodies to get a
glimpse of the gory figure, and eager to
watch the least sound of a sigh or groan.
After the shriek of pain which attends
the first use of 4he knife, frequently
nothing but low, agonizing moans es
cape the lips. While this horrible scene
is being enacted, the peanut hawkers,
the beaucurd and candy hucksters ply
their trade, oblivious of the fact that a
human being is undergoing torture.
With head drooping on the breast,
closed eyes, and face bearing an unut
terable look of pain and agony, the vic
tim now stands. The Judge, seemingly
tired at the disgusting sight, claps his
hands. The chief executioner, at the
signal, plunges his knife into the breast,
and with one hand tears open the flesh,
while with the other he pulls the quiv
ering heart out by the roots, holds it up
to view, aud then dashes ic to the
ground. Thus justice is vindicated.
The Glossy Silk Hat.
Civilized man considers liis silk hat
the highest form of head-gear. It is the
chosen article of Sunday wear. But
why ? It is iu the way at church. How
many men have had their feelings di
vided between their worship and the silk
hat under the seat, the world will never
know. Place it auy where, it is in dan
ger. We have known men to carefully
put it in the aisle, only to be caught up
by the train of a fashionable dress, and
thus dozens of hats have been spoiled
be.youd repair. Others have placed
theirs iu the furthermost cornet, beyond
the reach of supposed danger. Alas!
their expectations were doomed to dis
appointment. The under corner of a seat
is the most favorite place of deposit, but
so eager have men been to put it there
that the first hat placed m that corner
lias been crushed out of all recognizable
shape. To put it on a seat is even worse
folly, because it is sacrificed to the
crushing dignity of the first lady who
enters the pew. Bhe has no regard for
either the hat or its wearer. Some have
tried to hang it on a peg under the book
rests, and when thought has become at
tracted to the service of the hour, some
fair one, iu her careless haste to get her
hymn-book, upsets the row and down
tumble the hats. Each gentleman grabs
for his property at the same time, and
the result is a knocking of heads, a scat
tering of hats—and, we fear, a com
mingling of mild invective. For those
who wish to maintain a worshipful state
of mind, the soft felt hat, however un
dignified in appearance, is preferable to
its aristocratic brother.
How Do You Standi
One cannot lay out his work to ad
vantage -without knowing precisely how
he stands with regard to his business.
The beginning of the year is the appro
priate time for ascertaining it. Fre
quently an account of business is kept
for a month or two and then neglected.
If it is only to encourage habits of regu
larity and perseverance it will be time
well spent to keep an account, not only
of money affairs, but a record of events
for every day. This tends to beget
promptness and system in every detail
of farm work, and in business" affairs
that foresight and economy which are
everywhere the prune essentials to suc
cess.
They talk about "a girl horse thief”
in Illinois. The thief finds that stvle of
horse very rare.
USEFUL SUGGESTIONS.
Grease Spots on Paper. —Grease
spots may he removed from paper by
applying a little powdered pipe clay, on
a sheet ol paper, then usoa
hot iron. Remove the adhering powder
i with a piece of India-rubber.
Scorched Linen*. —Peel and slice two
onions, extract trie juice by pounding
and squeezing; cut up half an ounce of
lum white soap ami add to the juice ;
two ounces of fuller's earth and a half
pint of vinegar; boil all together ; when
cool spread over the scorched linen and
let it dry ou it.; (lion wash aud boil out
the linen and file spots'will disappear,
unless burned so badly as to break the
threads.
When to Cut Timber. —July and
August are the best mouths for cutting
timber, that it may lie the most durable.
The growth of the year is then well-nigli
over, and if the trees are allowed to lie
until the green foliage dries upon them,
the greater portion of the sap is thereby
withdrawn from the wood, and the seas
oning is rapid and perfect. Cut in mid
summer, insects are much less liable to
attack the wood, which is an important
}>oiut with some kinds of timber, like
hickory.
Dami* Walls. rr-An exchange says:
“ Moisture may be kept from a brick
wall by dissolving three-quarters of a
pound of mottled soap in one gallon of
boiling water and spreading the hot so
lution steadily with a large flat brush
over the surface of the brick work, tail
ing care that it does not lather. This is
to be allowed to dry for twenty-focr
hours, when a solution formed of a
quarter of a pound of alum dissolved in
two gallons of water is to be applied in
a similar mauncr over the coating of
soap. The soap and alum mutually de
compose each other and form an insolu
ble varnish which rain is unable to pen
etrate. The operation should be per
formed in dry, settled weather.”
Restoring Faded Flowers. — The
majority of flowers begin to wither after
being kept in water for twenty-four
horn’s. A few may be revived by giving
them fresh water with a pinch of salt
peter in it ; and even quite withered
flowers can be restored by placing them
in a cup of boiling water deep enough to
cover at least one-third of the stems.
When the water has cooled the flowers
should ho bright and erect again. They
may now be inserted in fresh cold water,
after having shortened their stems by
about an inch. Thin-petaled, white
ancl light-Uued flowers, however, do not
revive so completely under this treat
ment as deep-hued, thick-petaled bios
soms.
Uninflammable Wood. —Prof. Ked
zie, of the Agricultural College of Mich
igan, an expert chemist, says that a
paint or wash made of skim milk, thor
oughly skimmed, and water brine, will
render wood uninflammable, and he
proved it by experiment. He says this
paint or whitewash is durable, very
cheap, impervious to water, of agree
able color, and, as it will prevent wood
from taking fire, he urges its use, par
ticularly on roofs, out-buildings, ban
etc. This can easily be tried, and,
found to answer, the knowledge will o,
very useful. There is many a building,
as well as wooden fixtures near boilers
and fire-places, where the mixture could
bo well applied.
Putting Up Sardines.
The little town of Eastport, Me., situ
ated as it is at the most eastern extremi
ty of the United States, and frequently
called the “jumping off place,” has,
within the last few years, become tpe
center of quite ah industry—the puttihg
up of sardines. Extensive factories
have been built on most of the many
wharves out into Passamaquoddy bay,
and from small beginnings the putting
up of these little fish has attained large
proportions.
The fish used are very small herrings
which a few years ago were consider©!
almost worthless, being used only foi
pomace. They fire very abundant a
certain seasons of the year, and ar<
caught in large weirs, constructed fo
the purpose, along the shore of th
neighboring islands. The weirs some
what resemble a rustic fence extendin'
out into the water. The fish swimmin;
in with ihe tide are left as the tide fall
below the weir, and are taken by mean
of dip-nets, by men who go into th
weirs in boats for that purpose. Some
times a hundred hogsheads of fish ar
taken at one time.
On reaching the factory the fish g
through a process of drying, and thei
when partially fried in olive oil, are
up in small tin boxes bearing a
brand, and cannot be distinguished f
appearance from the imported articl
Thousands of these boxes are put up i
a day, almost a thousand persons be in
employed in the business. These fa'
tories are controlled by New York firm
There are, too, other ways of prepa
ing these fish. One variety resemblii
very much the potted herring, and pr
pared with mustard, are called marine
and find a ready sale in the Weste
markets. During the winter great qua
tities of herring, which are too large
put up in this manner, are frozen, ai
are shipped in barrels to all parts of t
country.
A Boston correspondent of a N
Hampshire paper writes: "Do you
the Granite State love to sneer at ‘ E
ton culture?’ Then your heart will g
when I tell you about an irreverent >
Yorker condemned by business obli
tions to spend a week here. Think'
to amuse himself by seeing the city, j
stepped on a Beacon street car and .-I
to the conductor: ‘Does not this ;
pass the new Art Mu- se-um?’ ‘No, ’ j
the reply, *b”t it pusses the new
Mu-ae-um.’ ”
When* letters and papers come in 1
as usual, people wonder how they <
did get along without the fast mail.