Father?Did you break this vase?
Johnny?Yes, father; I cannot He. Fa?
ther?No, and you won't be able to sit
either when I've done with you. Go
and fetch the strap.?New Yorker.
A.alnat Her Principle*.
"Don't you think," aBked Mrs. Old?
castle, "that everybody ls affected moro
or less by environment?"
"Yes," replied Mrs. Packenbam, "If
they're foolish enough to take such
things, but I always turu down my
glass and never touch lt."?Chicago
Record-Herald.
Hadn't Teated lt.
He?It's Impossible to please every?
body In this world, Isn't lt? She?I
don't know. I never tried lt.?Detroit
Free Press.
Tb* small courtesies sweeten life;
tbe greater snnoble it?Bovee.
HUGO AND HIS WIFE.
Vehemence of the Aathor and Hla
Better Hairs Placidity.
M. Paul 8tapfer In tho Mercure de
France eiuotes a fragment of Victor
Hugo's after dinner monologues. The
pose of the man accustomed to an ex?
pectation of big utterances, of meta?
physical suggestions, ls well conveyed
In the quotations. Victor Hugo, lt ls
hardly necessary to observe, was dis?
tinctly a prophet in his own couutry
as well as abroad. By 9 In the evening,
says M. Stapfer, Victor Hugo had
warmed to his work. Ile burst forth:
"How poor, how small, bow absurd
atheism is! God ex'sts. I mn more
sure of his existence than I nm of my
own. If (Joel lends me sufficient length
of life I want to write a book showing
how necessary to the soul prayer ls?
how necessary and how efficacious.
