Threadbare Genius Was Rewarded

A íuoldy lookiug wayíarer knoeked at the back door of a hnmble dwelling in the suburbs the other moruing and inquired of the woinau who answered the kuocl: : "Do you waut yCfor piano tuued todfiy, ïïia'am?" "Land sakcs!" she replied. "We haven't auy piauo. " "Perhaps the frescoing iu your parlor needs touchiug up a little," lie suggested. "There aiu't any frescoiug iu the parlor. ' ' A look of deop melancholy settled ou the face of the tourist. "I am very sorry," he said. "By doiug this kind of work for our best people I make my liviug. I was hoping I might be able by the exercise of o" of myoalliugs iu your tasty cottage toearu my breakfast" "Lord love yon, come right iu!" cordially exolaimed the woman, opening the door -wide. "You're a greasyfraud, aud I know it, but you've got taleut, and I admire taleut wnerever I meet it. How'll tou havo yottt eggs - hard or soft boilèd?"