The Birmingham age-herald., 1911-12-24
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 to fear that his jollity was due entirely to his good luck In dropping into jolly surroundings; and he had come to the conclusion that there was no credit in being jolly under such fortunate cir cumstances. Therefore, said MT. Tapley. he felt constrained to find out by ex- pertinent whether or not his jollity would remain with him under entirely unjolly conditions. If 1t did not forsake him then, he said. he should be willing to take the praise that his jollity won for him.
 There was a troubled shade. on the landlady's fine brow, and there was a troubled tremor in her voice when she hinted to MT. Tapley that his quest was cratic He fonud it necessary, for the preservation of understanding. to put his arm around her waist and-well she said that he was impudent, which forced him to take another. Leaving his arm absent mindedly where it was, he ex- plained to her that he was a rover by nature and feared to settle down. If there was anything in his voice and eye and manner that led the landlady to hope that he expected to return much sooner that he said, she gave no sign of it. She sighed just bit, said good bye" quite gaily and ran up the stairs humming a very sprightly tune.
 Now here, without doubt, was some credit in being jolly. Mir. Tapley said So to himself as he turned down the street where every child and dog and woman and man, even to the officially surly old est inhabitant, shouted and parked and wagged and waved ''good-by" to him. These" muttered MT. Tapley, with a decidedly rueful air. "are the circum- stances that would try an ordinary mind; but I'm uncommon jolly"
 Mark Tapley had some particularly and undoubted adverse circumstances in his mind, that he felt rather sure would test his jolliness. He went to London and there sought service with Mir. Martin Chuzzlewit, young gentleman who possessed to the full all the ancestral traits of pride, obstinacy, self will and loving regard for self that had made the Chuzzlewits uncomfortable to themselves and everybody else for some genera tions.
 Although MT Chuzzlewit was so dis tressed for money that he had decided to emigrate to America, he engaged Mark as servant, and together they sailed in the steerage of a sailing packet. Tt is creditable to keep up ones spirits here," said Mark, when he surveyed the cabin on the first night out. He was right. Unquestionably, any man who retained his cheerfulness among the steerage ac- communications of that magnificent and fast sailing packet, was solely indebted to his own resources. Passengers were expected to ship their own good humor, like their provisions without any as- sistance from the owners.
 A dark. low, stifing cabin, framed around by berths all filled with men, women and children in all stages of sick ness and misery; a cabin so overcrowded that mattresses and other bedding were heaped on the floor; every kind of suf- fering created by poverty, illness and travel in bad weather; every timber and plank trembling and complaining under the hammering of sea and storm. the packet was a place of such wretchedness that before many days many of her pas seneers did not care whether she sailed or sank.
 Martin Chuzzlewit, all his spoiled nature tortured by the miserable surroundings, complained to Mark, between spells of sea sickness, that surely no one ever had