MR. CHUPES AND MISS JENNY 



and forests, with a glimpse or two of a dis- 

 tant home. 



I sat one day at one of the wide windows 

 trying to read; but the beautiful book of na- 

 ture spread out before me interfered se- 

 riously with the carrying-out of my inten- 

 tion. Suddenly the wing of a fly dropped 

 down upon the printed page, but this did 

 not impress me as remarkable; and even 

 when it was followed by a second wing, I at- 

 tributed the circumstance to a zephyr 

 prank merely. But when at length not 

 only wings, but also several legs, lay on my 

 book the entire locomotive furnishings of 

 some unfortunate fly, in fact I felt that 

 there could be no mistake in the matter; it 

 was a premeditated dissection. So gather- 

 ing up the constituent parts that composed 

 my evidence, I went in search of the origi- 

 nal trunk and the dissector. 



I found neither, but I came upon one of 



