, 1878-06-07

ulght. ! m not nhIrltu. Auu ~ on
with a batch ot other aspirants, who evi-
dcntly deemed the anonymous occupant
Of the Box nothing short of an heiress.
Many an unprecedented sell has been
pcrpc,ratod from inability to resist sud
den temptation one of the judges of
the Supreme Court Of New York State,
visiting the Centennial Exhibition sat
down in quiet corner apart from the
others, to listen 10 a great cornet.player,
and. as WAS his wont in court, drew his
gray coat about his head and ears as a
protection against possible draughts.
His moti"nlcss figure soon attracted at.
'ention; and the whisper ran that it was
The statue of some wonderful character
The judges sister wickedly told those
near her that they were gazing at the
eiligv of an Aztec priest from Mexico.
The information passed from mouth to
mouth, and some hundreds of people
were drawn to the spnt, to disperse some
what sheepishly when the object of their
curiosity, having had enough of the cor
net, re-adjusted his coat and rose to go.
A good story is told of one Boggs,
whose impertinent curiosity was pro.
verbal throughout the country that
owned him. He was on one occasion
travelling on the Little Miami Railroad
alongside solemn looking man, who
persisted in looking out of the window
and took no heed of Boggs's endeavors to
enliven the journey with little CONVEX
sation. At last the brakeman or guard
came round with some water, and the
unsociable traveller turned round to take
drink. Selling the chance, Boggs
asked: "Going as far east as New YorkWI
"No," grunted the man.
"Ah " said Boggs, New York Is dull
this time of year; mebbe you're strik-
ing for Philadelphia"
The surly one shook his head.
"P'raps CIeveland's your destination9"
insinuated Mr.. Boggs. "No2 Can't be
going this roundabout way to Chicago9"
No reply was vouchsafed.
SWELL" cried Boggs, despairingly, 81
s'posc you've no Objection to telling
where you are goipg2"
swell, sir," exclaimed the man, "I'm
going for seven yealsl'
Then the deputy sheriff said he wou Id
rather not have folks talking to his prs-
oners, and Boggs gave in.
This puts US in mind of Mark Twain
anecdote of Artemus Ward and travel
ing bore, between whom the following
amusing colloquy took place:
"Did you hear that last thing of
Horace Greeley'sl"
"Greeley, Greeley, Horace Greeley;
who is he2" said Artemus.
Five minutes elapsed, then came
"George Francis Train is making a good
deal of disturbance over in England; do
you think they will put him in prison1"
"Train, Train, George Francis Train"
said Artemus, solemnly; II never heard
of him."
The tormenter tried another tack; he
said: "What do you think about Grants
chance for the Presidency"
"Grant, Grant9-Why, man ~ said Ar
temus, "you seem to know more strangers
than any one ever saw"
The man took walk up the car;
coming back, he said: "Well, you igno-
ramus, did you ever hear of Adama"
The humorlst looked up and said:
"Adam? What was his other namei'
The journey henceforth was made in
peace.
Very nicely sold were a couple of
tramps who waylaid wealthy farmer in
Louisa County, Iowa, and demanded his
money 5r his life. Disinclined to part
with either, he took to his heels. They
chased him half mile down the rough
est Of lanes, dashed after him through
brier-hedge, and went painting across
an old corn-field. Then the chased one
struck for the woods, and went wheeling
up steep hill, his pursuers pressing
closely behind with blood-shot eyes and
shortened breath The farmer dashed
across forty-ac acre stubble-ield, across
frozen creek, through blackberry patch,
down o ravine, over another hill, across
stump-feld, to be run down on the road
by the tramps. They overhauled him
thoroughly, searched him from top to
toe, to find he had not solitary cent
wherewirh to reward them for their
perseverance.
Our concluding example relates to an
affecting romance told by the Detroit
Free Press. 1t was the second time that
the hero of the story had accompanied
the young lady home from one of those
little social parties which are got up to
bring fond hearts step nearer each
other. When they reached the gate, she.
asked him if he wouldn't come in. He
said he would. Sarah took his hat, told
him to sit down, and left the room to re-
move her things. She was hardly gone
before her mother came in, smiled
swee,ly, aud, dropping down beside the
Young man, said: 81 always did say that
it poor but respectable young man fell
in love with Sarah, he should have my
con, cut. Sme mothers would sacrifice
their daughters happiness for riches, but
| am not of that sort"
The young man started with alarm;
he didn't know whether he liked Sarah
or not; he hadn't dreamed Of marriage.