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THE A .\r Kit WAN BEE-KEEPER. 



August 



wouia'not waif till morning, vrnat snoiu* 

 he do? He went to the Central telegraph 

 station and telegraphed to a newspMjer of- 

 fice in Ireland asking the clerk there to 

 telegraph to the clerk in Fleet street to 

 come down stairs and let him — the corr«- 

 spondent — in. 



Mr. Baines, in his "Fo»ty Years at the 

 Postoffice, " tells a sianlaar storj. 



He was ah le in a bi-anch t^lefiraph office 

 in Seymour square, London, o»e evening, 

 when the gas went out and left him in to- 

 tal darkness. He fumbled about foi- a 

 match. There was not one in the oBQce. 

 Probably there were some in the telegraph 

 office in EusUm square. But how shoiild 

 he get th-em:' He had no telegMiphic com- 

 munication with that office. 



He telegraphed to Birmin^jtham, "Please 

 wire Euston squai-e to send me some 

 matches." 



In a few minutes a boy came in with a 

 box. — Youii; "s Companion. 



<»HILOSuh-My OF A ROUGH MAN. 



He Has Discovered Ttiat Any Calling ^ 

 Tiresome to Thosa Who Follow It. 



He was a ijoorly dressed and rough in 

 appearance ri:.i.!!; but, nevertheless, he vrae 

 something cf a philosopher. He was plod- 

 ding along Ashland avenue near Sixtieth 

 street, wlien a young man overtook hi-ni 

 and made so!Me inquiries as to a street in 

 that part of liic city. The street was about 

 half a mile away, so they continued the 

 tramp along the rough wooden sidewalks 

 together. 



" 'Tain't so long ago," said the rough 

 man finally, making a motion toward a 

 brick pile near the street, "since I used to 

 pile them things for a living." 



"Hard work, I should think, " suggestei 

 the young man for want of something bet- 

 ter to say. 



"That's wlnit it is." 



"And monotonous." 



"Whaty" 



"I say it must be monotonous — tirc- 

 fiome. ' ' 



"Oh, sure." Then, after a pause, "So"s 

 everything else." 



"Oh, there is variety in some things," 

 protested the young man. 



"If a fi'ller doesn't have to do 'em, there 

 Is," returned the other, "but I guess any 

 business is tiresome to the feller that has 

 got to 'tend to it right along. I knowed a 

 feller that worked in a store — reg'lar 

 hours, reg'lar work and all that. But he 

 got tired of it. He wanted variety, he said 

 — wanted to tr;,ivel and have change all the 

 time. He got the chance and grabbed it 

 quick. He was sent here and there and 

 was on marching orders most of the time 

 — lots of excitement and change, but he 



gut. iireu oi iK Actually BiCKea to gen 

 back at a desk again, 'cause he said trav- 

 eling .as so blamed monotonous and tire- 

 some and he wanted a change. Same way 

 with evervbody, 1 guess. Piling bricks is 

 mighty hard and tiresome, and I'm doing 

 better now, but sometimes I feel's if I'd 

 like to pile bricksi again just for a change. 

 There ain't anything that ain't tiresome 

 to the feller that's got to do it every day. 

 What's ambition but a hankering for a 

 change, anyway; The only difference he- 

 tween people is that some of 'em want a 

 change so had that they'll go backward to 

 get it, while the others have sense enough 

 to swear and kick, but hang on till they 

 can get it going forward." — Chicago 

 Times-Herald. 



BONAPARTE AND JOSEPHINE. 



The Incident Wliich Wtis the Beginning 

 of the Estrangement Between Them. 



It was on Oct. 16 that Bonaparte ar- 

 rived at his house sn Victory street, in 

 Paris. Mme. Bonaparte was not there to 

 jj^ve him a welc(jme. During the ab.sence 

 •f her hiifiband she had made her house the 

 centei" of a brilliant society which num- 

 berei among its members the ablest men 

 of tiie time. This circle was untiring in 

 its devotion to Bonaparte's interests, mak- 

 ing friends for-him at home, plotting in 

 his behalf abroad, turning every political 

 incident to his advantage, and building rp 

 a strong party wliich believed that he was 

 the OMly possible savior of France. In con- 

 duct the associates were gay and even dis- 

 solute; occasionally a select inner coterie 

 withdrew to Plombieres, nominally for re- 

 pose, but prohaljlj' for a, seclusion not al- 

 together innocent. < 



Into this loyal but licentious company the 

 sudden announcement of Bonaparte's ap- 

 proach brought something like consterna- 

 tion. .Josepiiine, in particular, was over- 

 anxious to display a feigned devotion to 

 her husband. Learning of his approach, 

 slae went out some distance to meet him, 

 but took the wrong road and passed him 

 unawares. Hurrying back she found the 

 door of his chamber barred, her absence 

 being of course a confirmation of the gen- 

 eral's jealous suspicions. For hours her 

 entreaties and tears were vain. At Inst 

 Eugene and Hortense joined theirs with 

 their mother's and the door was opened. 

 The breach was apparently healed, but 

 rather to avoid a scandal than from sin- 

 cere forgiveness, and this scene was the 

 beginning of estrangement. — Professor 

 Sloane's "Life of Napoleon" in Century. 



Baldheaded Wits. 



In London there is a Baldheaded club, 

 evcrv jnembejr of wjiich must have a 



