A Philosopher

"Come, let's cross the street,' said a toan to a friend with whom he was walking. "I don't want to meet that fellow Spigett. I owe him." "Why are you so much af raid today? You met him yesterday and shook handa with him." "Yes, but it was different then." ■ "Why so?' "Because I had on old clothes yesterday, but I have on a new suit today, my dear fellow," affectionately taking his friend's arm. "Xothing can rival a snit of new clothes in the matter of inviting duns. If you owe a man, he thinks it is your duty to wear sack cloth and ashe nntil yon paj hiin."