na Gazetle tclls a story of a young man from that city who spent a few months in St. Louis last winter. It Bays that one cold day he walked into the Southern Hotel, and looking in vain for a stove, asked tho clerk ií there -was no place where he could warm himiself. The clerk, smilling urbanely, oscorted the Colonel to a register, and told him to stand on the grate and he would soon get warm. The Colonel was much ploused. T-iater in i he day, while perambulatiiig about the city, he espied a coal grate in tho sidewalk. Here, he thought, was another heater, and lie would improvo tho opportunity by warming his feet. A few minutes lator a passer-by heard him ejaeulate : " These things uiay do vory well for a hotel, but they ain't worth a to warm the city.