A Dying Humorist

Arkausaw Travclcr. The editor of a humorist paper was taken sick. Whilo he struggled with the fires of fever, he dictatecï to the office boy, who took down the jokes. The paper appeared as usual, and the proprietor had no cause for complaint. The next week it was impossiblo for the editor to do any joking. The violence of his disease had increased, and the ph ysicmns had pronounced his reeovery mipossible. When the publisher was appnsed of tbe discouraging state of affairs he rushedtothe house of thedyinc editor. n "He'sdying," said the doctor; and the poor wife and the weeping children gathered around in a cirelo of gloom. "Holdon!1" demandedthe proprietor advancing to the bedside. "He must nol, die. Thereisn't copy enough for tho next issue, and 1 can't stand it to bo left in the lurch this way. If a inan's fuüy bent on dying, why doesn't he eet UDtil the reputation of the paper is fair ly established? This disposition to bc uureliable la sucking the life snap from American institutions. "Here Jim ' ?odressing the humorist, "give mo'a ' 'Kelationship is preserved even amon animáis." muttered the editor, "for we of ton hear of the seal's kin." "All right; gire me another." 'Here! ' exclaimed the physician; 'tlus ismy patiënt, andl amheretoseè that he dies properly. If you insist on bis gettingoffsuchgaffs, he'll gotso far beyond my control, after awhiFe, that I can't kill him." "He may be your patiënt, but tholast duty oí ;i immorist is to his paper. Give me anotiicr joke, Jim." "The otucrday," muttered the editor, an old bachelor droppedhis false teeth into the i iver. ïhey will doubtless float down to ilie mouth." "All right, Jim. Now ve me a twoline paragraph." 'The recent convention of Irishmen - but he died without the sentence, and the propriotor, tiirninoto the doctor, said: '-lf it hadn't been for your blamed foolishness, I'd got another paragraph. Everybody tries to take hbertics with the prcss." Theodore Tilton's once fair brown locks, says a conteruporary, now lianeover lus shoulders in ragged tangles of gray, his eyes look heavy and iaded, and their are deep wrinkles aU over his faco.