The Press., 1893-11-02
little old man started off for his house as

fast as his legs could carry him.
 The two small visitors followed slowly, | and in few minutes had reached the Un- wise Mans door. The door was tightly | closed, so they knocked. For while l there was no answer, and then they knocked again. In response to this they heard shufling step within, and voice which they recognized as that of the Un- sage called out :-
 "Is that a policeman" Because if it is, I'm not at home. went out three weeks ago and won't be back again for six years, and furthermore, never threw stones at a pet tiger in my life unless was asleep, and that don't count"
 "We aren't policemen" said Mollie. "We're Mollie and Whistlebinkie come to see you."
 "Oh, indeed ID cried the Unsage from within, as he threw the door open wide. Why, what pleasant surprise. I had no idea you were coming. Walk right in So glad to see you"
 Whistlebinkie giggled slightly through his beaver hat as he and Mollie accepting the invitation, walked in and seated them selves in droll like prrlor that opened on the left-hand side of the hall.
 ''So this is your house, is it!" said Mollie, glancing about her with much in terest.
 "Yes," said the Unsage; but Miss Whistlebinkie, won't you kindly sit on the table instead of on that chair? So many people have been hurt by chairs breaking under them-many times more than are hurt from sitting on tables that l have to be very careful. I have no doubt the chairs are strong enough to hold you but I don't want to take any chances. I think it will rain next year, don't you!" he added. "And you haven't brought any umbrellas Too bad, too bad. If you should get wet, you'd find it very damp. Really, you ought never to go out without an umbrella, 1 always do, but then I know enough to go in when it rains, so of course don't need one"
 "I see you have piano" said Whistle binkie
 "Yes," replied the Unsage, Its very fine one, too. It has lots of tunes locked up in it."
 Are you fond of music ?" asked Mol lie.
 "No. hate it," said the Unwise Man. That's why have the piano. There's just so much less music in the world Nobody can get at the keys of that piano, so you see it's never played, which pleases me very much. If I were rich enough, I'd buy all the pianos, and organs, and fid- dies, and horns, and drums in the world, and I'd keep lem all locked up so that there never would be any more music at all"
 "Im sorry to heal that" said Mollie, ''I love music"
 "Well, said the old man, generously, ''you can have my share. Whenever any body brings any music round where am hereafter, I'll do it up in a package and send it to you"
 ''Thank you very much," said Mollie:
 "Oh, it's no favor to you, I am sure '" put in the Unsage, hastily. "In fact, it's the other way. Pm obliged to you for taking it off my hands. If you want to you can open the piano right away, and take out all the tunes. I'll go off on the mountains while you are doing it, so that it won't annoy me any,
 "Oh, no p, said Mollie s'rd a great deal rather have you to talk to than all the tunes in the piano."
 "Very, well," said the old man, with a smile of pleasure. "What shall we talk about, frogs?"
 ''I don't know anything about frogs" said Mollie.
 Neither do l." returned the Unsage 'I don't know the difference between a frog and watch chain, except that one chains watches and the other doesn't, but notion."ee.
 l ''I see you have all your pictures with their faces turned toward the wall," said Mollie, looking about the room so as to 1 "NoAu AuuSAtAE U1O CAWAo0 udu ldCo "What is that for?''
 | "That's to make them more interest ing" replied the Unsage. "They're very uninteresting lot of pictures, and never could get anybody to look at lem until I turned them hind side before that way. Now everybody wants to see them"
 Mollie rose up, and turned one of them about so that she could see it.
 "Its very pretty" she said. What is it picture of, meadow ?"
 "No. Its @ picture of me-" said the Unwise Man. "And its one of the best I ever had taken"
 "But don't see you in it," said Mollie. 'All can see is a great field of grass and big powder down in one corner" | ''I know it," said the Unsage. "Pm lying on my back behind the powder asleep. If you could move the powder you could see me, but you can't. It's too