At The Wrong Door

"There be a stranger at the outer gate," said the bellboy with a low bow, "who knows not whence he comes." " 'Tis passing strange, " quoth St. Peter. "What sayeth he concerning his iiome on earth?" "But little," exclaimed the youth. ■"He says that it be looated on a river o thick with mud it can be walked across in suminer. He says that where he lived, liíe is held at naught and that money is the one god worshiped. That the most successful pickpocket is the best man, and that one day he may be worth $2,000,000 and the next be compelled to borrow 10 cents for a píate of baked beans. That it was a city of fat, diamonds and soiled linen, and that" - "Hold, sirrah!" exclaimed St. Peter. " 'Tis enough. Register him from