Honest Compliments

We have board of a lady of rare boauty who said, upon a certain occasion, that ;he only real, disinterested compliment she ever received was from a coal-heaver, who asked permission to light his pipe in he gleatning of her eyes. Another compliment, true and genuiue, was paid by a sailor who was sent by his captain to carry a letter to the ludy of his love. The sailor, having delivered the missive, stood gazing in silent admiration upon the face of the lady, for she was very beautiful. "Well, my good man," said she, "for what do you wait ? ïhere is no answer to be returned." "Lady," the sailor returned, with humble deference. " I would liko to know your name." " Did you not see it on the letter ? " " Pardon, lady, I never learned to read. Mine has been a hard, rough life." " And for what reason, in y" good man, would you know my name f " " Because," answered the old tar, looking honestly up, " iu a storm at sea, with danger or death afore me, I would like to cali the name of the brightest thing I'd ever seen in my life. Taere'd be sunshine in it even in tku thick darkness."