Heirs Afraid Of A Bomb

By way of illustratiug the nervousness wbich the reeent explosions have xevived liero, a queer adventure wbich lias just befallen the heirs of a house ■owner may be mentioned. They had met at the dweiling of their departed únele for the purpose of drawing up an inventory cf bis effects in company witba lawyerand had nearly completed their task when one of tbem pulled out of a cupboaid a metal box, which was Jaid ou the table and which the raan of business was about to ouen, when oue of iiis nieces cried out in horror: "Don't touch it! Look, that is a f use. " Sure finongh, there was a little soinethiug poppin- out of the cover. "It is a boinb!" exclairned the parric stricken heirs in chorus, and then they proceeded to reruark that their deceased relative had been a ïucody, silent and reserved sort of individual, and tbence they inferred that he might possibly have been an anarchist. Two of the nephews had had put on their hats and were on the poiiit of rushing off to the office of the nearest polico commissary, wheu the lawyer, who had been quietly iiispecting tbe box, calmly suggested that it might siinply coutaiu souie preserved fruit, 'lliis theory somewhat reassured the men, but the latlies would .have their way; The conüuissary was sent for, and the mysterieus box was soon on itsway to the municipal laboratory. It was found to contain a piueapple, the stalk of which had been mistaken for a fuse. So the gcod old uncle, who had been souugratefully rualigned, had not been an anarchist af ter all. -