What Is It About?

Thero wero two old füllows down i Kontucky who hr.d boen tlio best friends in the worlil for over .'() yoars - never luid a cross word, and would clo anything tor each other. They got iato a buggy and started down to Lexiogton on Business. You see thoy lived about 12 miles out of Lexington. ütio was aamed Ban and tho othor Clark. About six miles from Loxington they passé 1 a tract of land belonging to a man uajned Baker. ■ It had a brook running through and a gully on it. " Toni," fiüjs Burr, coming to tho gully, "if Baker wanted to build a pond, all he would hare to do would be to throw a wall across tho gully." " Tes," says Clark but ho don't want a pond." "Well," replied Torn, raising hirasolf p, " I didn't say he wantod a pond, did I? I said if ho wanted a pond, all ho Kad to do would bo to throw a wall across that gully." ' Well," exclaimed Clark firing up in his turn, " I didn't say that you did say he wanted a pond, did I? All that I said was that Baker didn't want any pond. " Well, shoutod Burr, in an angry tono, " I didn't say that you did say that I said be wanted a pond, did I. I said it' - if ho wanted i pond, all ho would have to do would be to throw a wall across that gully." " Well," said Clark, now thoroughly enraged, "you're a blaniod old t'ool, nucí I won't rido with you any faxther. Stop the wagon!" So Btopped the wagon, and Clark walked all the way to .Lexington, six miles, before he would rida with him. ïhat was sevon years ago, and the cussod old fools have never spoken to one :mothcr since