When WiUiam M. Tweed was in tho height of lm power Uu vigited the Iusane Asyluui at Utica. His lhót request was to bo sbown to the quarters of a patiënt once notert as n looal politiciun in ]S'ew York. He found tho man on tlio ground floor a hopeless ïnaniao. In the dull eyos and face of the lunatic wero no traces of his old ahrewdness and vigilance. Mind and body were utterly wrecked. Tweed glaneed at the poor fellow f'or a moment, and then his face Buddcnly paled, and turning, with Bwift steps ho walked out through the nearest door, and so left tho asylum. Nothing eould induce Liui to return or continue his inspection. " I have Been enougb," ho said simply, " it shows whatwe m:iy all come to by-andby." Now, when Tweed dons thestriped suit of the convict and takes his place with the outlaws in prison, many visitors in Sing Sing wiil ba askcd to be shown to his cell. Ani ïf among that uumber shall come some public servant who has betrayed his trust, who has sacrificed his soul on the altar ofgreed, who has bribed his way to power and yiolded to bribery when power was secured ; whohastouched money which was not his or enriched hiniself under the cover or color of law - if such a man shall cross tho throshold of Tweed's cell and shall seo him cast down, dejected, scorned, dishonored, it is easy to fancy hiin echoing Tweed's sentiment : " I have seen enough ; it shows what we may all come to by-and-by.