She Hit Him Hard

It was late and she had been yavninv for half an hour, buthedid not Uke Um hint " I sec," be said, " that Tennysou in bis drnma Bpeakaef menas God's trees and wninen hs GHid'l flowers. It is natural th.it heshoultl compare women toflowcr?, but X canoot see wby lie should cuuipurc men to tree." ¦' I ohii," she gaJd. "Toa can ? " "Yes; this is winter, ain't it," " It is." " Well,'" she said, witb anotlier yawn as she glanced towarri the clock, " the lettson he oompHred men to trees is that trees don't leaye till spring.1 Be ;is on his wiiy hornea minute Ínter. - Boston Budget. It is : pltiable slght to see n woman who, but one short week ajio, possessed ;ni in(el'8 swet'tness of disposition ind i cliiM's artiessiH'Ss of ehnracter, watchin a) Ihe head of the stairs, at two o'clock in the mornlnff, with a towel-roller in her