Anna Dickinson As A Lunch Fiend

" My God let me die." At about 8:45 each nigbt on which Anna Diokinson spesks lier pieee entitled " VYhited Sepulchors" - providcd she boginspromptiy at 8 o'clock - that exclamation comes in. It can be depended upou just about that raiuute of time, for then sho gets along n her Mormon story to her visit to one of the polygamists, where she experienced such moral agony, at the sight of tlio much married housuhold, as to wisb to shuflie off this mortal coil as soon as possible. But her host on tbat occasion doclaros that Anna partook of the entertainment provided with a relisb. for strawberries hot at all in keepin with Buch mental agony as ehould court instant dealh. Acna not ouly ate lieartily, but was 80 iuquisitive that the wivcs w.ere obliged to suub her. And more tban tbat sho made such a business mr. ter ot' it as to tuke a roporter alone wilh her, who witb pencil aod paper took down not only everything that took place, but tnueh more than was said or doDe. At the very iuetant of time wlien Anna was so shocked as to pray for dtath, sbe was putting herself outside a bountiful supply of strawberries and cream, was askiog very impudent qnestions, and her anianuensis was takiug notes for her lecture. " If I were to lose you, I would never be suoh a fooi as to ninrry again." Wife - " If t were to lope you, I -would marry again ilirt-ctly." Husband - " My dcath would be tegretted by at least ono perIOI) Wife-" By whom ?" Husband - " My Buccessor."