And Editor's Dream

The editor feil asleep after a time, and !o ! he dreamed a dream. And it seemed to him in a visión that having armed himself with certain papers and books, lic turned his steps once more toward Heaven and koocked at the gate. " Helio, is that you again ? " said Peter. " W'hat do you wish?" "Let these persons again come forth," replied the editor, and l'etcr made them all pass through thé gate and stand out M 1c. They came as before, and uttercd the pame cries as before. ' Why didn't you notice the big egg I E nt you? " yclled the first. " It was rotten," replied tho editor. " Why didn't you write up my soda fountain ? " cricd the druggist. " You had your tickets ninted at the othcr oflice," calmly replied the loeal man. " Why did you write about old ToinIídwb's lien and Dever speak abuut my no w pate ? " shotted the third. "Old Tonilinson paid for his advertís ing and you didn't. Here's the bill," said the editor. " Why did you spell my name wrong in the programme? " groaned the local talent. " Take a look at this manuscript of-yours and sec for yourself," said the editor with a grim smile. I'lio rest of the company yelled thoir complaintsiii unisón, and the editor calmly sorted out a series of bilis for unpaid subsorip ions and presented eaeli with one, and it was so that when thcy had received them, they all tore their liair and rushed violently down a stoep piaee in to the .ca, and St, Pater, taking the editor calmly by the hand, led him within the gate and said : "Come, friend ; these ehaps managed to lip through hcre in spitc of us, bat, thanks to the press, we now know what sort of fellows they are. Come in and stay ; wc; neod a few suoh men as vou herc. " -