A City Four-o'clock

"It is just 4 o'clock," remarked a gentleman who was standing on the steps of the AskjT Honse. "No, it is not," said a friend who stood there with him looking at a watch. "My watch makes it a quarter af ter 4, and I only had it set yesterday." A bet was made between the two friends as tr what the hour was. "1 know it's jnst 4 o'clock, becanse here is Dr. Norvin Green, the president of the Western Union Telegraph company, and he always gets here at 4 o'clock to the minute," said the first speaker. An investigation as to the hour was made and it was fonnd that it was just exactly 4 o'clock, as any one who is acquainted with the movements of Dr. O-reen would certainly have known. If he is well or in the city he very seldom deviates a minute in the time that he reaches the Astor House. He always leaves his office in the Western Union Building at 3:55 o'clock p. m. and strolls leisurely up to the Astor House. The regularity with which he reaches this place every day has become a hobby with hun and he prides himself upon it. He says that all his movènients have the same clock-like precisión as does his appearance at the hotel. He is so sure that he will never be much out of the way that he has an understanding with a number of people who frequent the Astor House that they can always expect him to treat if he ia ever five minutes out of the way in his arrival, unless he should be sick or out of town or on days when there is a directors' meeting of the Western