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LIBRARY THTEVES. Assorted Into Four Classes !by ,4 Li brary Official. "Library thieves fall into "four chiss es," said the librarian. "The first and most numerous is the umbrella class, gender, I regret to admit feminine, (fj "This'lady lounges about your libra ry with an unrolled umbrella In her hand. If she sees a book she wants, a magazine or a newspaper, pop It goes into the umbrella's capaeious folds. Her t,\ pe is well known. Never carrv an unrolled umbrella into a library If you would escape the surveillance -of the watchers and attendants. Another class —male—steals week lies. This daring thief rolls a weekly into a cylinder, slips his hand through it and works it up his sleeve. Fancv running such risks for a five or teu cent weekly! "A rare genus, feminine again, is the partitive or installment thief, who steals a book a few pages at a time. Though this genus Is known to libra ries, I have met with but two speci mens in ten years. One stole a Hall Caine and the other an H. A. Vaohell volume in installments. Both were more or less daft. "The most numerous class of all is the open, daring one. These people bluff. They walk out with a stolen book or paper under their arms as if it were their own. And, hang it, they escape, too. if they are careful that our label doesn't show. "Our percentage of thefts? Well, we count to have about two books in every hundred stolen."—Cincinnati Enquirer. A BORN TRADER. He Was a Bit Unlucky, but Then He Had No Dull Times. "One hundred dollars seems an aw ful high price to pay for a typewrit ing machine," said Mr. Jenkinson, who had just bought one. "It may seem so to you," answered his friend, Mr. Hankin son, "but I have one at my house that cost me $750, and I don't suppose it's half as good as yours." "You needn't tell me such a"— "It's a fact," broke in the other. "Why, how in the world"— "Well, I'll tell you. A year and a half ago I bought an automobile for S6OO. After I had paid $l5O for re pairs, storage, tines and other expenses connected with it I traded it for a suburban lot. "The lot proved to be in the middle of a swamp, and when a real estate man offered me a horse and buggy for it I took him up. "The horse ran away one day and smashed the buggy into kindling wood. I traded the horse for a gold watch. "The watch wouldn't keep good time, and I swapped it for a bicycle. One day I fell from the bicycle and put a finger out of joint. Then I exchanged the machine for a secondhand type writer." see." I "And I've no use for the Do you know of anybody that would give me a good dog for it?" —Youth's Companion. t The Runner's Attitude. They were walking through the office of a big athletic club when one of the men stopped and said: "Do you see anything wrong with that painting?" indicating a murai decoration up above the clerk's desk. "No," said the other, "I can't say that I do." "Well, it's a thing that most persons wouldn't notice," said the first man. "That runner there who is just passing the finish line has his left leg forward and has his left arm out at the same time. If ever you've had anything to do with athletics you'll know that the arm extended always is the opposite to the leg, to keep the balance. You'll notice that sort of thing all the time in athletic pictures made by those who don't study the subject."—Washington Poet. How It Works. Once there wds a struggling young author who was blessed with many friends, all of whom told him that he was the coming great writer of the country. So one day a bright thought struck him. He said: "I will publish my book, and all my friends who admire it so much will buy my book, and I will be rich." So he printed his book. And all of his friends waited for him to send them autographed copies of his book. And so his books were sold as junk. And ever after he didn't have any friends.—Success Magazine. Arcadian Bliss. You frequently hear folks say they wish they were millionaires. But our Idea of happiness is the one that owns forty acres of land in the hills, doesn't owe a cent, has a wife and seven chil dren. five good coon dogs, a sorrel team of mules, a good shotgun, forty seven miles from a railroad and right on a good stream of fish. If that would not Tie happiness "unalloyed" we woulJ like to know where you would go to find it.—Auxvasse (Mo.) Review. Misfortunes. It's an old French saying that "mis fortunes are in morals what bitters are in medicine. Each is at first disagree able, but as the bitters act as corrobo rant t> the stomach, so adversity chas tens and ameliorates the disposition." A Genius. tittle Willie—Say, pa, what is a gen ius? V I—A genius, my son, Is a man who a- it boy the neighbors said would never > mount to anything.— Chicago News. . .. . «* The " chty are always the victims ef the ' 1 rash conclusions.— LeSage. HINDOO CASTE MARKS. The Women of India Wear Them on the Forehead. The caste marks worn by women lu India are confined to the forehead and are more uniform than those affected by the men. The orthodox mark invariab' 'Torn on religious and ceremoniail •» >ns is a small saffron spot in th- f the forehead. But the mo * , ar and fashionable*mark Is c tinv >ne made with a gluelike substa. p. ial ly jet black in color, which h - ;ined by frying sago till it gets charted and then boiling it In water. Women who have not reached their twenties are sometimes partial to the use of small tinsel disks, purchasable in the bazaar at the rate of about half a dozen for a pie. To attach these to the skin the comi; •♦nest ma terial used is the gum or the jack fruit, quantities of which will be found stick ing to a wall or pillar in the house, ready for immediate use. In the more orthodox families It is considered objectionable that the fore head of a woman should remain blank even for a moment, and accordingly it is permanently marked with a tattooed vertical line. The blister takes some times a fortnight to heal, but the Hin doo woman, who is nothing if not a martyr by temperament and training, suffers the pain uncomplainingly— Madras Mail. THE GHOST OF THE FUTursE. Fear of Coming to Want and the Ter ror of Failure. The terror of failure and the fear of coming to want keep multitudes of people from obtaining the very they desire by sapping their vitality, by incapacitating them through worry, anxiety and fear from the effective, creative work necessary to give them success. Wherever we go this fear ghost, this terror specter, stands between men and their goal. No person is in position tu do good work while haunted by it. There can be no great courage where there is no confidence or assurance, and half the battle is in the conviction that we can do what we undertake. The mind, always full of doubts, fears, forebodings, is not in a position to do effective, creative work, but is perpetually handicapped by this unfor tunate attitude. Nothing will so completely paralyze the creative power of the mind and body as a dark, gloomy, discouraged mental attitude. No great "creative work can be done by a man who is no: an optimist. The human mind cannot accomplish great work unless the banner of hope goes in advance. A man will follow this banner., when money, friends, repu tation, everything else has gone.—Sue cess Magazine. The Majesty of the Pyramids. As the wonder of the sphinx takes possession of you gradually, so grad ually do you learn to feel jpaajesty of the pyramids of Gizeh, unlike the step pyramid of Sakkara, which even when one is near It looks like a small mountain, part of the land on which it rests. The pyramids of Gizeh \ look what they are—artificial excrescences, invented and carried out by man, ex pressions of man's greatness. Ejxqul site as they are as features of the drowsy golden landscape at the setting of the sun, I think they look most'won derful at night when they are black beneath the stars. On many nights I have sat in the sand at a distance and looked at them, and always in creasingly they have stirred my imag ination. Their profound calm, j their classical simplicity, are greatly empha sized when no detail can be seen, ,when they are but black shapes toweripg to the stars. They seem to Inspire'then like prayers prayed by one who has said, "God does nQt need nby prayers, but I need them."—Robert Hichens in Century Magazine. A Statesman's Confessions. j For all his wit Thonjas B. Reed of Maine was as tender of heart as large of frame. He was not much of a hunter. "I never shot but one bird in my life," he once confessed. "I spent a whole day doing that. It was a sandpiper. I chased blm for hours up and down a mill stream. When at last I potted him and! held him up by one of his poor little legs, I never felt more ashamed of myself In all my life. I hid him in my coattail pocket for fear somebody would see how big I was and how small the vic tim, and I never will be guilty again of the cowardice of such an unequal battle."— Exchange. A Convenient Possum. An old negro preacher gave as his text, "De tree is known by his fruit, an' hit des onpossible ter shake de possum down." After the benediction an old brother said to him: "I never knowed befo' dat such a text wuz in de Bible." "Well." admitted the preacher, "hit ain't 'xactly sot down dataways. I th'owed in de possum ter hit de intel ligence er my congregation!"— Atlanta Constitution. A Great Man. "Father," said little Rollo, "what is a great man?" "A great man, my son, is one who manages to gather about him a'whole lot of assistants who will take the blame for his mistakes while he gets the credit for their good ideas." So Chilly. / "I feel," said the Boston girl, "that 1 have been on earth before in some re mote period." ••The glacial, maybe," ventured the reckless man.—Louisville Courier-Jour -1 nal. Bathing a Prince. George IV. while prince and residing In lii 3 Brighton palace kept in his bed room a portrait of Mrs. Gunn, an old bathing woman who used to dip him into the sea when he was the little Prince of Wales. A picture book much prized by children showed the old lady bathing the little fellow. Beneath the picture was this stanza: To Brighton came he. Came George the Third's son. To be dipped in the sea By Martha Gunn. A companion portrait to Martha Gunn's was that of Thomas Smoaker. who had charge of the horse which drew the bathing machines Into and out of the sea. One day the little roy al highness, having learned to swim, swam out farther judged to be safe. He called to him to come back, but the self willed boy struck out with more vigor. Thomas went after the prince, overtook him. seized him by an ear and drew him to shore. "Do you think," b *, replied to the boy's angry words, "I in a-going to get myself hanged for letting the king's heir drown hisself just to please a youngster like you?" Only a Dodge. An Insurance expert was relating In Chicago some oddities of insurance. "And then," said the expert, "there was that case of the general store man in Ohio. This man's store burned down, and, because his stock was so heavy, the company disputed his claim. I remember one item in his stock list— -17,500 mourning hatbands. When I came to this item I thumped it with my pencil and said to the storekeeper severely:' " 'Look here, this is unreasonable. Why should you have had 17,500 mourning hatbands in stock? What possibility was there that death would create in a single small shop like yours a demand for 17,500 mourning bat bands ?' "The storekeeper smiled at me in a condescending way and replied: " T didn't keep those hatbands for men who grieved for the death of rela tives or friends, but for men who went into mourning for the grease on their hats.' "—Boston Globe. Misfires of Young Idea. Air usually has no weight, but when placed in a barometer it is found to weigh about fifteen pounds a square inch. If a small hole were bored in the top of a barometer tube, the mercury would shoot up in a column thirty feet high. A right angle is 90 degrees F. Hydrogen is colorless, odorless and insolvent. A cuckoo is a thing that turns from a butterfly Into a moth. Horsepower is the distance a horse can carry one pound of water In an hour. The earth revolves on its own ax's 3G5 times in twenty-four hours. This rapid motion through space causes Its sides to perspire, forming dew.—Uni versity Correspondent. Senate and Lords. The British house of lords Is a sur vival of the ancient aristocracy of the kingdom, which for a long time was supreme in all national matters. When the democratic sentiment won a place for itself in the shape of the house of commons the natural and apparently indestructible conservatism of the Brit ish people held on to the house of lords as a check upon the commons and a perpetual reminder of the ancient insti tution. The senate of the United States was the result of the ; compromise struck between the Nationalists and States' Rights parties in the convention that formed the constitution. Some were for merging the representatives In a single body, while others Insisted upon the second chamber (the senate) as a recognition of the political equality of the states. { Lacked Something. "You Germans have no sense of hu mor," said an American. •Try me and see." said the German. "Well," said the Ajperlcan, "you know America Is the home of very large things—the highest mountains, the greatest waterfalls"— "Oh, yes, yes, yes," said the German. "And our trees," continued the Amer ican, "are so tall that in order to see to the top of them one man looks as far up as he can, and another man begins where the first man leaves off and looks up to the top." "But dat vass no joke; dat vass a lie." A Boston Correction. Bilkins had recently moved from New York to Boston. The other morning he went to the butcher's. "Give me a nice porterhouse," he or dered. "Extremely sorry, sir," said the pro prietor of the establishment urbanely, "but we are not giving anything away this morning."—Harper's Weekly. The Truth. Fear is not in the habit of speakJng truth. When perfect sincerity is ex pected, perfect wisdom must be allow ed. Nor has any one who is apt to be angry when he hears the truth any cause to wonder that he does not hear it—Tacitus. Too Healthy. "Do you believe that mosquitoes car ry malaria?" "Not the mosquitoes around here," answered Farmer Corntossel. "They couldn't possibly do it and be so healthy."—Washington Star. Persistency is the road to success. The only known exception to this rule is the case of a hen sitting on a chin.* »«.—Bxcha age. >unt Record, Thursday, March 5, 1908. Never a One Day President. The periodic assertion Is made j that on Sunday, March 4, 1849, Senator Da vid Rice Atchison of Missouri, who was then president pro tem. of the senate, was president of the United States "virtually/' H#' never was, •'virtually" or otherwise" i In 1793 congress enacted that in event of no president or vice president being ready to succeed the first office should devolve on the president of i the -senate and next on to the speaker t)f the house. The succession} was changed in 1886. Now, Zachary Tay lor and Millard Fillmore were in Wash ington on March 4, 1549. It being Sun day, they permitted an interregnum to follow until the next day. Mr. Atchi son took no oath as president, and without taking such he could not ex ercise the office. Mr. Taylor could have taken the oath at any second subsequent to noon on March 4.' No pompous inauguration is demanded. The chief justice need not administer the oath. Arthur took it in New York before Judge Brady at 2 a. m. and.Mr. Roosevelt in lluffulo -"before United States .Tr' f r« IT:rol. ' * The **vir:;-,a!!y" of Mr. Atchison is vis'ovtr." rn; ' v some -bolt from tbt»- bine ;>.* "'"hils bad been iv ,*_ - l ! r •y t re. Wsjs much an- Vs !i.»«rers frequently '•£ during the preaching. 'n.->e the Lord!" atul the li!:e Though !»ftei> reproved, the hap py member persisted in expressing himself. One day the minister invited him to tea and. to take his mind from thoughts of praise, handed him a sci entific book, full of dry facts and fig ures, to pass the time before tea. Presently the minister was startled by a sudden outburst of "Glory I" "Halleluiah!" and "Praise the Lord!" "What is the matter, man?" asked the minister. "Why, this book says the sea is five miles deep?V * "Well, what of that?" "Why, the Bible says my sins have been cast into the depths of the sea, and if it is that deep I need not be afraid of their ever coming up again. Glory!" The minister gave up hopes of re forming him. A Daring Escape. The annals of Sing Sing are full of daring escapes. A typical case was that of Pallister and Rohlf, two; con victed Durderers. By frequent appeals they had headed off the day of their execution, and at length decided on escape at any cost—even that of life itself. Late one night Pallister called for a diink of milk, and as the official on dutj opened the cell door to : give it him le was seized, dragged in and overpowered. The desperado then lockefi the officer in t£e ceS and, after securing his keys, fslease|i his com rade Rohlf. when they pver caftu and disarmed the second night watthman. This done, they offereid re leas* to three more prisoners wiih whon they had made friends. These declined the doubtful benefit, however, whereupon the two murderers cllipbed the skylight, reached the boundary wall and dropped to liberty by' the broad Hudson, which they crossed in a small boat.—New York Tribune.' Up Two Stumps. I Little Johnny was in the habit of wanting mare victuals put upon his plate than he could eat. His pap* de cided to break him of thef habit [ One day as Johnny insisted upon ielng served until his plate was well felled his papa said, "Johnny, if I give! you this you will have to eat every bit of it or I will punish you," Johnny prom ised that he would, and bravely did the little fellow try to do so, bnt in vain. It was too much for him. He would try again and again and jthen look sorrowfully at his papa. Finally, laying dowp his fork, he safd: "Papa, if you was me which would you rather do, get a licking er bust?" Our Language. An intelligent foreigner is said to have expressed himself after thei fol lowing fashion on the absurdities of the English language: "When Ij dis covered that I was quick. I was ifast; if I stood firm, I was fast; if I spent too freely, I was fast, and that njot to eat was to fast, I was discouraged. But when I came across the sentence, •The first one won one $1 prize,' I was tempted to give up English and iearn some other language." A Little of Everything. "The weather used to be in four acts —spring, summer, autumn and win ter." "Well?" "But now nature seems to have gone into vaudeville." Louisville Courier- Journal. . ..r; Live Furs. "Mamma, look!" exclaimed Mary "Those furs are Just like mine." "Why. Mary, you have no furs," re plied the astonished mother. j "Yes, I Have," said Mary, "and thej are filled with kittens."—School Educa tion. '"'-i ' . . A Pleasant Change. ' •* "So you enjoyed Venice?'\ said the traveler. "Yes," answered Mr. Cumroxi" "It was kind of pleasant,-for a change, to be robbed by a gondolier of a hack driver."— Washington Star. Ancestry. Don't step hard on a struggling mor tal because his grandfather once rob bed a stagecoach. "None of us can go too far back In the family record with out a shiver of apprehension.—Man chester Uhion. '*r ■ . Whistler's Odd Ways. Lord Redesdale once gave a descrip tion of Whistler's methods to a meet ing in London in support of a memo rial to the great artist. He was paint ing. he said, a portrait of a lady. Whistler took up his position at one end of the room with his sitter and the canvas at the other end. Fpr a long time be stood looking at his model. \faolding in his hand a huge brush full of color, such a brush as a man vv*i!d use to whitewash a bouse. Then be rushed forward and smashed the brush full of color into the canvas. Then he ran back, and forty or fifty times he repeated this. At the end of that time there stood out on the canvas a space which exactly indicated the fig ure, the form and the' expression of the sitter. There was a pathetic story attaching to the picture. The l>ailiffs were in the house when the picture was finished. That was quite a com mon occurrence, and Whistler only laughed, but he went round his studio with a knife and deliberately destroyed all bis canvases, including this picture, which was to have been his (Lord Redesdale's).—Dundee Advertiser. The Gentle Rebuff. "Immeasurable are the rebuffs that the helpers of the poor, the seekers after charity for their suffering broth ers undergo," said a New York charity organization official. "A friend of mine, a Methodist minister in a small western town, told me the other day of bis last rebuff, a not unkind one. Entering the office of the local weekly, the minister said to the editor: " 'I am soliciting aid for a gentleman of refinement and intelligence who is in dire need of a little ready money, but who is far too proud a man to make his sufferings known.' " 'Why.' exclaimed the editor, push ing up his eyeshade, 'l'm the only chap in the village who answers that de scription. What's this gentleman's name?" " 'I regret,' said the minister, 'that I am not at liberty to disclose it.' " 'Why, it must be me,' said the ed itor. 'lt is me. It's me, sure. Heaven prosper you. parson, in your good work.'" An Unburied Picture. Rossetti secured permission in 1800 to reopen the coffin of his wife in order to secure the manuscripts of some poems which he had buried with her seven years before. Some such incident might have oc curred in connection with J. M. W. Turner if bis desire to be buried wrap ped up in his own painting of "Car thage" had been carried out. There was some difficulty in selling the paint ing, and the artist kept the canvas by him. He always said be would be wrapped in it when he was buried and even went so far as to ask Chantrey if as his executor he would fulfill his , wishes on that point. "No doubt," answered the sculptor. "I shall bury you rolled up in your pic ture if it is one of the conditions of your will, but I would take you up next day and unroll you!" The Master's Title. Professor Key when- head master of a large London school was one of the most genial gentlemen that ever filled that position. He was fond of encour aging fun in his boys and was not un willing to recount occasionally during class time when anything prompted it the manners and customs of countries he had visited. On one occasion he was tellliig his class about Spain and said: "Do you know, boys, that when a man attains to eminence there he Is not called 'sir/ but Is given the title of 'donT " , One 6't tb£ boys hfere called out: '*Tbeo, I suppose, sir, they would call yofi Don Key?" The gravity .of the class was com pletely aptfer tbr the remainder of the afternoon.—Strand Magazine. j— ■ ■ ■ j Price of His Treason. * Benedict Arnold died In London June 14, 1801. His life a&er his treason was a most unhappy one. He was avoided by men pf, honor and on many pcca: sldns deliberately insulted. He re celvejd a considerable sum of money from the British government and made several unsuccessful attempts to en gage in business in British America and the West Indies and finally re turned to London, where he died In obscurity. His second son. born In 1780, entered the British army In 1798. served with credit in many parts of the world and' three years before his death in 18M was made a lieutenant general. Companion. Running No Risk. "What," asks the maiden aunt, "go ing to marry that Mr. Newwun? Why, you hardly know the man, Imogene. In the few days you have been ac quainted with him you cannot possibly have learned anything of his family oi antecedents or habits or personal cir cumstances." "That is true, Aunt Keturah. But j you have always told uie that no worn- ! an who knows anything about a man will marry him."—Success Magazine. A Definition. "Paw," asked a thoughtful lad. wrin kling his brow, "what's a pessimist?" "A pessimist, John J.," replied hi.; father, "is a man who, after a cyclone has blown his house away with him In It, goes back and grumbles at his lot." —Puck. * The Charges. Forjl—Your lawyer made some very Bevere charges against the defendant, didn't he? Brown—Ye-e-e e-s, bat you ought to see how be charged me!— Liverpool Mercury! Great minds are wills; others, only Wishes.— German Proverb. ;, . - How to Stop a Nose Bleed. When the bellboy responded to 1 e signal he found the elderly travel i 5 man standing in the ceuter of the ro u holding a handkerchief to his lu \- from which the blood was 00-in„. "Give me a slap alongside of t e " head, good and hard." said the eide y man, turning his face toward the I y and speaking with difficulty. "But, sir, I"- "Don't stop to talk." sputtered i e traveling man. "Slap me. I tell yo igain holding his head forward. 1 e boy hesitated for a moment, then t 1- idly slapped the man's face. "Hardc ."' commanded the smitten one. The I y hesitated 110 longer, but with his oj n palm dealt the man a vigorous blow "That's better," grunted the gory ( e as he removed the handkerchief t: d after a test found the bleeding 1 d stopped. "I'm subject to these atta s of nose bleed," he explained to the 3- tonished youth, handing him a tip. 'I have tried all sorts of remedies. I it nothing acts more promptly than a blow alongside the head. The shi k seems to paralyze the ruptured bl d* vessels, and they quit work at or a. Try it some time if you have the oc. 1- sion. I got the idea from an old phy ,i --cian in Mexico."—New York Press. Could See For Himself. Clarence Foster ("Pop"), the old b 11 player, was always busy sewing in i is spare moments in the clubhouse. F 3- ter was a handsome fellow and t k pride in keeping himself looking n> it and natty as far as his attire went, i d he was as particular as an old ma id 3- garding his clothes, so was kept bu y doing the tailor act with the needle si d thread. One August' Top" was taken 11 and was ailing for some few days. 1 ie fact of his illness got into the pub ic press and so became common t. k among the players. A few days af er the announcement was made that F s tcr was ill the St. Louis aggvegaton blew into the Washington grounds. 1 ie first day Foster was discovered sitti g in front of the clubhouse, busy at his everlasting sewing. "Hello. Fop!" shouted Catcher Joe Sugden. "I heard you were sick, but how are you now?" "Well. Joe." carelessly responded Foster as he paused a moment in his tailor stunt. "I have been sick, but just at present, as you can see for yourself, I happen to be on the mend."—Wash ington Star. No Come Back. Some of the West Indian islanders have learned a foreigner misbehaves on their shores it is better to suffer in silence than to mete out punishment at the risk of a descending gunboat from the miscreant's native land. A judge in Haiti, however, re cently took occasion to pay off old scores and to redeem his self respect in the case of an offender brought be fore him. To his first question as to the nation ality of the accused the interpreter had answered that the prisoner was from Switzerland. "Switzerland!" said the judge. "And Switzerland has no seacoast, has it?" "No seacoast, your honor," replied the interpreter. "And no navy," continued the judge. "And no navy, your honor," was the reply. "Very well, then," said the judge, "give him one year at hard labor."— Brooklyn Life. The Other Reason. ▲ teamster retires at the age of ninety with an accumulation of $50,- 000. He says he wants and is entitled to a rest. Some inquirers tfrant to know how be could, have saved so much on sl2 a week, the highest wages he ever received. The answer is easy. He got $2 a day. He lived on 22 cents a day. He saved the difference. I lived in New York on 5 cents a A&y for nearly six months and was in Magnifi cent health. Some people eat to live; others live to eat As the old chap on the ferryboat said to the small boy: "Sonny, why does a pig eat?** ' "'Cause he's hungry." "No. There's another reason.** "Whut's dat?" "He wants to make a hog of him self .**— New York Press. Sam Weller. It was Sam Weller who made Dick ens famous. "Pickwick Papers" were a complete failure financially until this unique character was introduced. The press was all but unanimous in prais ing Samival as an entirely original character whom none but a great gen ius could have created. Dickens re ceived over $16,000 for "Pickwick Pa pers." g.nd at the age of twenty-six he was incomparably the most popular author of his day.—London Standard. Tame Your Rattlesnakes. A tame rattlesnake belonging to an Arizona farmer sleeps every night on the front gat'. 1 of its owner's garden, coiling himself around the gate and gatepost, so that a lock and chain to keep out intruders are not nesded.—. Pittsburg Dispatch. - Foiled. "Ah!" said Bragley. with a view to making Miss Wise jealous. "I was alone last evening with some one I ad mire very much." "Ah!" echoed the bright gi'rl. "Alone, were you?"— Philadelphia Press. A Losing Scheme. "They tell me that poor, Jolly is 0 victim of his own good fellowship." "That's so. He lost his 4 p\yn health in drinking other people's."— Baltimore ■American. Vi . *' -v. ' ■_ - The Coop. •This flat is a mere coop.* ' l ' "Yes, John," said his wife sweetly, **and the cook has Just flew it"—Pitts burg Poet
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