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tamed by}. Vision. A Tragedy Prevented by a Dream- The Scotch express is speedir g southward. Sunlight gilds the autumn fields into a golden glory and plays upon the fair hair of the man who occupies the corner opposite mine. Utterly undisturbed by its persist- eucy he reads his paper steadily, paying no heed to beauties of landscape, which wholly en es; the other occupant of the carriage. frsm studying the faces of my travelling companions with eagerness. Why do they interest me thus? Why do I note the straight festures of my opposite neigh- bor with such eager interest ? I mark the firm jiw. the rigid set of the mouth visible even under the long moustache. I watch with unusual curiosity till the sun- light slants straight across those studious eyes, and. with a frown the lids are raised for one brief moment, and a blind is hurriedly jerked down. Pale blue eyes strangely powerful through the intensity of character they somehow betrayâ€"terrible eyesâ€"too stern to yield to any pleading. Why do I cower so closely‘iu my corner? What have they to do with me? The sun- light is shut out ; he is again engrossed in his paper ; my other traveling companion is still gt zing cut of the window. Broad shoulders, covered by the sort of black coat which gentlemen don’t; wear. incline me to wonder why he is traveling first class. The train is speeding on. My journey will sobn be over. I shall see these men no more. Yet why do we stop at no stations? Why do I never hear a whistle? Why is the train so noiseless '2 This is a terrible journey. I never made one like it before. it is like a nightmare, yet the carriage in real enough. I feel the motion of the train ; I see the faces of these two men with terrible clearness. I cannot turn my eyes from them. Ah i A whistle at last. We enter a tunnel. How dark, damp and cold it is l I never thought a tunnel terrible before. What is it 2 Vi hat is happening '2 Great heavens! \Vhat is this numbing terror which ties me power- less to my seat? I hear nothing. The very train is gliding noiselesst along. Yet, Oh i God 1 what is this? We are out of the tunnel. The sunlight is streaming in once more and falls again on that fair head, butâ€" It is no longer opposite to me. It is bending over the dark man, who is lying motionless against the cushions, his head flung helplessly back. The fair man is feeling for something. Is he ill? Is this fair m in a doctor, and is he feeling for his pulse? Ah? He rises from his stooping position. He has something in his hand, a packet of papersâ€"and the other? I seem to know what I shall see. I sicken with, horror. I recoil, but something stronger than I forces my loathing eyes to ltok again. No wonder he lies so still, for, doctor or no, the fair man has found his heart and probed it with a dagger. Did I moan? Did I only m0ve2 The fair man turns. He makes one threatening step toward me. Some agonizsd prayer half forms itself. Ah i what is this? I am sink- ingâ€"sinkingâ€"sinklng. Has the earth open- ed to give me shelter? Hasâ€"â€" “My ladyâ€"my lady i Do wake up i I can't finish packing till you’re down, and you know the luggage must go at 10.” My maic’e voice. I did not know she was with me. lint where am I'.’ It is no tightly stnfi'ed cloth cushion in which my throbbing head is buried ; no, it is soft as down. It is down. I am in my own bed, in my own room at dear Oakhurst. I have made no journey, seenâ€"nothing. Ugh i I shudder as that ghastly picture again forces itself before me. A dreamâ€"can it have been only a dream? “0b, in lady! Do rouse yourself. It’s past 8 an your tea is getting quite cold.” Macloan has been with me since I first came cutâ€"many years ago now. She knows well enough that I hate cold tee, and her device succeeds. I raise myself languidly and murmur, as Istretch out my hand for my cup. "0h, Macleaul I have had such a ghast- ly dream.” _ "H ave you, my lady? I'm afraid you did too much yesterday. You certainly do look very white. I don’t know what Sir Thomas will say if you looklike that when you get to Leicester. You must try to get some sleep in the train." I shudder again as a figure, still with the stillness that knows no waking, rises before my eyes. But Msclean goes on: “Sir Thomas is sure to be at the station and you must look well, my lady; now, do get up, or you’ll have no time for a proper breakfast, and it’s just food that you want, I believe." The thought of seeing 'J.‘ soon does me good, so y entroaty, and get up. [Ewe hours later we were at the station. 9t. Enoch’s Station, Glasgow, is hardly the place to dream dreams or see visions ; besides, Msolean was right, I did want my breakfast, and I feel all the better for it. I sm rather lateâ€"I generally urnâ€"and have only time to give the guard Maclean’s ticket snd get into the carriage, where she has already installed my wraps and traveling bag. I always send maid and luggage first ; I hate being bothered, and loathe waiting about. We are 06. I open the newspaper, and my eyes travel down the first column with- out finding snything‘to arrest them. What s sunny morning it ; it will be frightfully hot by and by. Really, the sun comes in as persistently as it did in my dream. Ugh l thst dream. I raise my eyes. Good heavens i am I dreaming again? In the far corner, steadily reading the “Times,” while the sunlight plays on close out yellow hair, sits the man of my dream. The glaring light brings his features into prominence and not in the mluutest detail do they vary from those burnt in upon my brain. Will he look up? Shall I see those terrible eyes, with the bard, cold if h: shining in their blue depths? Yqueeiâ€" know thst I shall. The sunlight will slant across his face, as it did in my dream and fume him to look up. Cold with terror, I watch helplessly. The sun rays dlplower and lower, but. sh ! how slowly i At last with s frown he raises his head, and jerking kown the blind, resumes his reading. But I have seen those chill, relentless ey , which seem to fret 23 my very soul. I in the white, nervous hands, and wonder stupidly if the small bag by his fide contains inst r. Where is its victim 1 Baht I am s foo. Because I happen to have s ni htmsrc shout a fair man and then find myse Rowling with some one whom my distorted fancy clothes with his likeness, Imustasods thstmy dresmisto bemused: ssif esms sverwsrerealissd unlessth Iturntomy paper!“ "7 om's dear face so ield to Manlean’s to interest myself in its columns. All in TRICKBD ETA DUMMY- vain; were my traveling companion a ,_ l mesmerist he could not fascinate me more. i don't seem to fascinate him, however. Except to pull down that blind he has never once looked up. I don’t believe hehss the vsguestidea that he is trsveling with a particularly pretty woman. Kilmsrnock. I will change carriages. “Guard i" No, I won’t; Iwill not be a tool. If there is anything in it I’ll see it out. Anything in it i What rubbish i How Tom would jeer at me! "Oh, guard. just tell that boy to bring me some fruit." I don’t want it. but as I was such a feel as to call him. I must say something. Ibuy some rather nice looking pears, and on we go again. No sign of my dark friend. The fair one has finished the “Times,” and is now deep in something else. He is rather good looking, with a strange sort of diaboli- cal fairness. Poor man, why should 1 brand him criminal? How Tom will laugh when I tell him about it. I have pretty well shaken off my terror, and. diving into my travelling bag, I produce “King Solomon’s Mines,” and am soon lost to all remem» braucs of time or place. 7 AStoi-y of the Indian Jungle; We had been beating the jungles in the Bengaiee district. totbe west of Calcutta, for two weeks before any big game came our way. Our part} was too large for a success- ful hunting party, being composed of over twenty cfiicer-s, civil and military, who were out for a vacation, and the servants must have numbered fifty. We had plenty to eat, drink, and smoke, and now and then knocked over a wolf or byena, but we could not expect to get within five miles of any- thing worthy of a bullet with such a camp as that. One day a native came in with a request that some of us return with him to a village called Dahul‘, about twenty fivo miles to the north-west. He said that an old tiger had taken up his headquar- ters near the village, and during the four weeks he had- been there the beast had killed and devoured a man, two women, a girl, and a bay. The natives had set traps, but he would not enter them. They had poisoned the carcasses of goats and calves, but he would not touch them. It had got so that at 4 o'clock in the evening every one entered his house and made himself secure for the night, while THE TIGER IIRLD POSSESSION of tlhe village, and carried terror to every sou . Major Isham and myself got this news tx- clusively, and after a bit of planning we stole out of camp with our horses and arms and following the guide. It was about 9 o’clock in the morning when we left, and as it was a cool day and we had a fairly good route, we pushed ahead at such at a race that at 3 in the afternoon we wore in Dahnr. We found the village to consist of seventy two huts or cabins, covering about two acres of open. One the northern edge of the vil'age was a creek flowing toward the Ganges, sixty miles away, and beyond this creek was a fertile spot of 200 acres, which was devoted to crop raising The creek was bordered with a thick jungle about five rods in bread th, and it was at the crossing that the tiger had got in his deadly work. " This tiger, sahibs,” said the head man in explanation, “knows no fear. While we were working in the field at uoonday he- came out of a jungle, sat down like a dog and looked at us for a long time. He saw that my brother’s wife was very fat, and therefore selected her for his supper. We numbered over thirty as we started to re- turn. We were singing and shouting to scare him, and the sun was yet half an hour high, but he came out of the jungle, locked each one over as he passed, and when my sister-in-law came uphc sprang upon her and carried her off. He did not even grewl. As he knocked her down his long tail whisk- ed around and struck me in the side. Last night was the worst of all. As none of us had gone into the fields for three days the tiger came into the village for his supper. An old man further up the street unfastsned his door to go into the house of his son across the street, and as he stepped forth the tiger seized him. He was a very large man, but the beast carried him ed" at a trot. You have, sanibs, an old and CUNSIEG BEAST To DEAL WITH, and if you do not have your wits about he will eat you both." We had plenty of time the next day to look the field over and make our plans. The natives were sent off to the fields to work, and we skirted the banks of the creek to the east until satisfiel that the beast had its lair in a mass of rock so overgrown and sheltered by jungle that it did not seem as if arahbit could penetrate it. He doubtless came and went by a path of his owu a~ the wet: r's edge. The situation was a g: od one to burn him on: when the wind came right, but we did not want to try that until our other plans failed. Fires were lighttd a; tin on the second night, and the racket mani- tained for the first two hours after sundown "Dumfries; I look up languidly; no one is likely to get in here. Oh, really, this is too had! A tall, broad shouldered man, evidently not a gentleman, who had been walking in the opposite direction, turns suddenly. Why on 'earth is be travelling first class! Good heavons? I: is the dark man of my dream 1 His hand is on the door; his eyes meet mine with that search- ing, straightforward look I remember so well. I mark the lines about his mouth and chin, the massive head, the long, thick hair. I am sick Iand cold; I cannot moveâ€" cannot raise a ti sger to warn him back. The fair man roads on. The handle turns, a bundle of rugs is thrown in, his foot is on the step. Something EE( ms to snap in my brain. Clutching the sides of the carrage I try to rise, and say feebly, brokenly . “Iâ€"I bcg your pardon, air, but I feel very ill, andâ€"Iâ€"have sprained my foot, and I must get out. Wi‘l you help me 3" He raises his hat. “Certainly. madsm. But shall I not get you some wine or brandy? You look very white.” “No, oh, no i" I exclaim wi'h feverish eagerness. “Only help me out.” He looks surprised, but complies. As I touch the platform some feeling compels me to turn round. Those chill blue eyes are fixed full upon my companion. I turn sick and faint again, and cling desperately to the arm he has offered me. “Where shall I take you 2" he, is saying. "Anywhere, only away from that horrible carriage," I murmur hoarsely. His look of bewilderment. rouses me. “Don't think me utterly mad," I say. “I had a horrible dream last night. I was travel- ing on this line. Two men were in the car- riage ; one was a fair man, the otherâ€"your- self. When we entered the next tunnel he was opposite me ; you were in the far corner When We emerged he was bending over you, feeling for something” (my companion cast a searching glance at me). “Your head was thrown back against the cushion ; you woreâ€"dead 1 Think me as great a feel as you please, but, for heaven‘s sake, don’t travel with that man.” “Train’s going. Take your seatsâ€"take your seats i The dark man again raised his hat. “I thank you greatly, madam,” he said gravely." “You may have done me more service than you know. I shall certainly not travel with that gentleman and I shall take care never to put myself in his power.” He put me into a carriage,spiinging hastily into the next just as the train moved off. When we got to Leicester, and I saw Torn waiting for me on the platform, I all but broke down, but just managed to save a scene. Poor Tom couldn't make out what on earth I'd been doing to make myself look such a wreck, and he was much puzzled by my having no small parcels. I explained that I had changed carriages, which still further bewildered him. The guard soon retrieved all my belongings and when I saw the door of that terrible carriage filled by his burly form, I took courage to walk past it, even to look in. The fair man was gvae. Had he found his victim after all? No. There, comfortably enjoying a huge pipe, and looking as unconcerned as possible, sat my dark friend, in the corner of a smoking carriage. To Tom's vast astonishment he took off his has as we passed. “ Who the dance is that l ’ asked my hus- hand. But I did not tell him until we had driven ed in the dcgcart, for I would not let Maolean hear a word of it. She would lose all respect for the mistress whose only superiority, to her thinking, lies in her lack of superstition. We spent the greater part of the winter in town ; being in the country only put us both out of temper. It was maddening to watch the horses eating their heads off, while Jack Frost ruled the earth with his iron sway. 1 took the opportunity to lay in a stock of new gowns. Ono must do some- thing. One Monday afternoon, the 8th of Feb- ruary, as I was on my way to my dress maker’s. the carriage was stopped by a workingman. " Beg your pardon, ma'am, but you'd beet go home. There's going to be rioting. ’ I thanked him, but remembering that there was some huge workmen's meeting in Trafalgar square, I thought all the mob would be in that direction and told the coachman to drive on to North Audley street. carcely had we entered it when we found ourselves in the midst of a groaning. . yelling crowd. Some were drinking cut of huge square bottles, others were smashing Windm" "uh am“ they h“! emptied' Nothing furtherwas heard from the beast Sheet after sheet of plate glass shivered on all sides. By the pavement at my left some :?::i%gch;%§ nub d" we sent the pwple men had seized a girl, quite a rough creature, apparently one of themselves, but she was struggling hard to get away, poor thing, and no wander, for they were forcing raw meat down her throat, others were kicking about a whole sheep, while some played football with s round of beef. It was impossible either to go on or to go back; we were hemmed in. The horses‘ heads were seized, the carriage doors flung open, rough hands put in to seize my muff, the bangles on my turf-:1, my very earrings. “Shut those doors. Let go those horses,” thundered a voice. k:A rail gun, ljfldipig lsI redds ,stauds y t e win ow. he ar man ofgmy dream, the use whom I had 1°°king on: to tbs north we hm. . warned, himself closes the carriage door as A “53 53°“ To “3°? Tn"- “653 he says with a bow: “One good turn it he sppesrtd. But he did not appear. deserves another, madam. Pass on.” Waile all the village slept we stood guard, Who was he! Who was the fair man! rifles on the cook: but, though the goat) Anddid they ever meet again! I fear I kept up a continual bloating for hours, she! I shall never know.-â€"[ London News. drew no other audience than a few jacksls out of the district. It was about 7 o’clock, and the Major, the head man, two or three others, and myself were sitting about the head man's door smoking and talking, when an interesting event occurred. We were almost at the northern edge of the village, and the noise was all to the south of us. I satin the door faoirg to tbs west. The others eat so that their faces were toward the door. All of a sudden. < i CAUGHT SIGHT OF THE TIGER approaching us from the north. He walked up to within ten feet of the group and sat down and stared at us. I could see him in the reflection of a fire as plain as day, and I noted his unusual aim and strength, and the fact that he had a wnite spot about the size of a silver dollar on his throat. There was a conversation going on in which I was not included, and I hai been looking at the boast a full minute before I was appealed to. Then I replied : “Gentlemen, make no move ! The tiger is only ten feet away ! By mov- ing backward five feet I can reach my gun. Should any of you attemp to spring up he will doubtless seize you." The natives were struck dumb, but the Major, fully real zing the situation, began singing a song. I moved backward inch by inch, and the tiger remained quiet while I was in his range of vision. As soon as I go: my hand on my rifle I rose to my feet and stepped to the door to deliver a shot but the beast was no longer there. No one had heard or seen him move, but he had disappeared. “He came to see if you sahibs were really here or if we were deceiving him," explained the head man when he had recovered his power of speech . “He has seen you. H S knows that you seek his life. It will now be between you three, and you mus: lock out or he will get the better of you." I l g l l I again. After dinner we got a suitcf clothes and stuffed them with grass to represent s human figureâ€"s man. We placed it in a kneeling position at the creek. with gourd in hand, as if dipping up water and at 3 o’clock all the people came in, and we took our stations in a tree which com- manded the crossing. If the tiger appeared at the usual spot we had him at short range. We watched until the afternoon faded into darkness, but he did not appear. If he saw the figure at all i he scented the trick. Then we fastened at goat to the tree, sud took possession of a cabin a hundred feet sway. From a window was sufficient to scare any ordinary tigtr and hyenas. said to us: “As the woman was very fst she would last the tiger for an extra meal or two. He would not have touched the goat anyhow, but to night he will come into the village in search of a victim. You must plan accord- 3} Next morning the head man ingly. n the afternoon we had one of the famil- ies vacate their but and brought up the __v--. Out in the Storm. There‘s a shadow over the sky, sullen .6‘ heavy as lesd, And as black as the terrible dread dist lies deep in a murderer's heart~ So frightfully like an unuttered curse that I fear to lift my head, And I hate the loneliness so that I shine and quiver and start. dummy and laid it in the sleeping corner. The world has a traveled lifeâ€"albeit ’tie‘ We then took possession of the next cabin, only about thirty feet away, and out two opsnin s in the wall to command the door worn and old ; That one touch of primeval feeling main nth the whole world kin ; of the rat. The people went to their work But I read in their passiouless faces and lips ‘ as usual and returned at the usual time, and everybody was inside before the sun went down. What we hoped for was that the tiger would prowl through the village, try- ing each opening to affect an entrance, and we had left this door so he could open it. We did not look for him before 90'clock, and were taking things easy at 8 when we heard an uproar at the other end of the village. We two ran out, but were too late. The tiger had appeared, burst in a door by flinging his weight against it, and had selz ad and carried ed a boy about 8 years old. The villagers ware frantic with grief when they learned of the fact, and the hand man said to us, while the tears ran down his cheeks : "Ah, Satibs, but we may as well abandon our homes to morrow. This is a wise and cunning tiger, and you can do nothing with him; If we do not go away he will eat us up.‘ We quieted the people as best we could, and next day went about in person to makc every but secure. Every window opening was barred, and every door provided with ii prop. It was characteristic of the simple minded natives that, while they lived in mortal dread, more than half the huts were so badly secured that the tiger could have entered. We had to wait again for the the tiger to get hungry. As the crops could now take care of themselves for a few days, we ordered that the villagers keep quiet and show themselves as little as possible, and two nights and days were thus tvivorn away. On the afternoon of the third - “Y we KILLED a GOAT and dragged us bleeding in dy from the creek to the door of the hut wherein we had placed the dummy, and at twilight the village was as quiet as a graveyard. The Major and I stood at openings about five feet apart, and at 10 o'clock we had got no alarm. He came over to me to say that he was dying for asmoke, and to ask if I deemed is advisable to‘light a cigar, whenZI heard a pat! psi: i put loutside, and caution- ed him that the tiger was abroad. The cunning beast had not come by the trail we had prepared, but had made a circuit and struck into the upper or southern end of the village. As we afterward ascertained, he had been prowling around for an hour, softly trying every door in succession. Our apex.- ings were on the south side. The cunning beast seemed to be posted as to this fact, and lingered on the north side. We plainly heard him push at our door and rear up and claw the bars of the window, and we hardly breathed for fear of frightening him away. There was a crevice under the door through which one could have shoved his hand, and the tiger got down and sniffed and snuffed at this opening for fully five minutes. Then ‘ he got up and remained Very quiet. He must have had the scent of the fresh blood only two rods away, but it was plain that he had his suspicions. We stood at the opening, each one with his gun thrust out and ready to fire, when the beast suddenly made up his mind to act. W'ith one bound he emerged from shelter and covered half the die soon to the other cabin. At the se- cond he went bang against the door, pushed it in, and was hidden from our sight before we had had a show to pull trigger. ‘ 'i‘ be him when he comes out: i" whisper- ed the Alain, and both of us watched and wa ted. Tue beast no doubt expected to find a victim in the but. He sexzxd the dummy, gave it a shake, and the discovory he made broke him all up. Instead of coming out with a bound he sought to play sneak, and was just clear of the opening, head down and tail dragging, when we fired and keeled him over. He proved to be an old tiger, having lost many of his teeth, but he was big and strong, and would doubtless have made many more victims but for our interference. What the Search-light Is. The search-light consists of a powerful are light, usually of about 25,000 candle powor, contained in a metal cylinder about thirty inches in diameter. One end of the cvlinder is closed by a silvered concave reflecting lens. The carbon points of the lamp are placed in such a position within the cylinder as to bring them in the focus of the lens. The opposite or front end of the cylinder is fitted with glass doors, through which the beam of light passes. The apparatus is on a pivot so that it may be revolved around the centre, and it is also arranged for elevation and depression from a hor’z intal position. As ordinarily used, the beam of light emerging from the cylinder is so concen- trated that at the distance of 1000 yards from the ship it illuminates a path only about fifteen yards in width. When necessary, however, a broader arc can be illuminated. One of the 20,000 candle- power lights will reveal an object at a dis- tance of two and one-half miles. The ofl‘oot of the perpendicular search- llght in a fog, to those at a distance, has been described as very much resembling the aurora boreslis. The Rod. 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Sold enrywhte, 5 cents. so cruelly cold : “ There's an ocean ’rwixt untried virtues and terribly-tempted sin f" Up from the bleak, black river the pitileso‘ norther comes, Stabbing mc-fliuting my rage with n- scorn that is almost human, Oh, generous world immortals! keeping to warm in your homes, Have ye nevera thongnt for a hunted soulâ€"a starving woman 3 God! how it stung me then, with a red-hot throbbing pain i For standing here in the storm my eyes: were cursed with a sight That broke through the blank that is creep» ing ieily ovor nerve and brain, While ten times darker and colder grew the pain of this desolate night ; I saw unwrinkled Content at rest in the. arms of Wealthâ€" The light from a curtained window was falling warm at my feet, And, creeping up sly and softly, ,I saw it} stealth How riches and love and beauty can males: life rare and sweet. Weill but her brow was not whiter nos . holler than once was mine: Nor the eyes of that babe’s young mother‘ more grand with a sacred pride. Onceâ€"when [lay so terribly quiet, quiet and giving no signâ€" ‘ Starving, but puroi Ohi jcy if then i=3 had died l ~ Pallid and faded, and trampled and wrong); ed, and sin difiledâ€" Cast out with a curse of bitterness to dis“- ou the in zan earthâ€" Father 1 I know I can reach Thee l Thor's" wilt not disown Thy child 1 Oh 1 claim me and save me, and wrap no" in clouds of thy pltying worth 1 Bowann GLYNnozw'. m. Miscel'aneous. Light guardsâ€"lanterns. What is the difference between an honor! and dishonest laundrers lâ€"The former ire-net your linen and the latter steals (steels) it. Your}! Spriggs: “Mr. Bidquick, I amt worth $50,000 and 1 love your daughter." Mr. Bicquick (retired auctioneer) : "Sold." “Marriages are made in heaven,” quot-h“ Miss Antique. “Then there is some chance ' for you yet," was the cool reply of her' younger sister. While one of Pittsburg's mounted police- men was chasing a criminal his horse sud-f dculy lay down. The oliceman at o and so did the fugitive. p g In Mamma : “You must not eat so many sweets, Flossieâ€"it will injure your tooth ! " Flossie : “How long will it be before I can take my teeth out like grandma does? ’ A legal Porecsuticn.-â€"Witicwâ€"“l hear Jones has been arrested for keeping a cow.” Bitsoâ€"“For keeping a cow'.i What an outrage 2" “Yes, she belonged to another‘ man." She (at the mint)â€"“Ah, now I know, Harry. why I think you as good as gold.” Picâ€""O. get out!" Sheâ€""No; but you lire, re’ally. You are pressed for money, you:- uuw. ' Old Cashbox. to applicant for clerkship : “Have you any bad habits, young man 2" Applicant, with humility: “I sometimes thinkI drink too much water with my meals." Small bov: “Papa, what does ‘monoton-«~ ous’ mean 1" Father, wearily: “Walt ffli‘ your mother begins to talk dress with your aunt, my boy; then you'll realize the fall‘s meaning of the word." Mudgo- “Doctor, if I were to lose my mind do you suppose I would be aware of it myself 2" Dr. Boless: "You would not. And very likely none of your acquaintances wouli notice it either.“ Barber (running his hands through one» tomsr’s hair)â€"“Your head, air, is quite-v” Customer (irritabiy)â€"“ch gave it a sham- poo yourself two days ago.” Barber (' nick- ly recovering)â€"" t'o quite a rcmar ably well shaped head, sir.” . They had chickens for dinner, and the" host said to the guest: "Didn’t I hear you say that you liked the neck of the chicken best 1'" The visitor, who liked the neck with some of the rest, said "Yes." "Well, you shall have both of these necks.” and that was all he get. In a recent grammar examination, in one: of the Boston schools. a class was required‘ to write a sentence containing a noun in the objective case. One of the boys wrote the“ following sentence : “The cow does not like to be licked," “What noun is there in the objective case?" asked the teacher. “Cowl” said the boy. "Why is ‘oow’ in the objective case 1" "Because the cowI object: to being licked." â€"â€"â€"â€".____._ The Silent little of Courtship. A young couple walked out together for the first time as lovers, by some mysterious understanding felt but unexpressed. Only once during the walk was the silence be: tweed them broken, when the youth touch- ineg observed “Corn's risen, Sarah." "Has it 2" said Sarah. sfl'ectionstely. On they walked, through many fields and country lanes, and nothing more was said until the time came for parting. Then the- ardent lover mustered up courage to ask ; “When may I come agin '3" “When corn settles, was the calm rec spouse, and they went their several Wsys. An Investment. " That would be an exceedingly good in- vestment," said a tailor to one of his younger customers. " What is that 2" “ One of those new fancy wait-hosts," wsv the business-like reply. '.r7’9-"7v<“7c 1:21,... A ., * ,. ' , i_ ' -m~M-'M W W'- .. _ .‘._.- 9...», .