"Listen," said the farmer, leaning on
his hoe. From the next field came a
sound of rapping, a sound as of sharp
knocks on a door. "What is that?" said
the city man. "A tortoise fight." the
farmer answered. "Wel'i go and see it."
SThey made their way toward the rap
ping sound, relates the Baltimore Her
ald, and in a little while they came upon
two box tortoises that were fighting
hard. The creatures fought in a strange
way. They made at one another with
their heads protruded, but, at the mo
ment of collision, each tried to use his
front flap for a shield, and the result of
this prudence was that not the heads but
only the shells of the tortoises hurtled
together. There was a bang. Then the
fighters backed off and prepared for an
Iother round. The two men watched
them till the spectacle became weari
some. Then they returned to the pota
to patch.
About Monkeys.
Monkeys never wash or bathe,
though they have, as a rule, every
chance to do so. Possibly experience
has taught them to be afraid of croc
odiles, which are pretty generally dis
tributed on monkey-haunted ri.iers. It
is said that a number of Indian mon
keys watched a party of Europeans in
a boat, who washed their hands and
brushed their teeth. Next day the
monkeys were seen to come to the
riverside and go through the form of
washing their hands and of brushing
their teeth with bits of stick.-Nature,
FOR THE INNER MAN
THE EXTENSIVE PREPARATIONS
MADE IN HIS BEHALF.
A Visit to the Culinary Department
of One of New York's Great Ho
tels-Everything Down to
a Fine System.
