A Custom-house Fiend

Vivier, the cccoutric Frenchman wbo bas made it the business of Iiíb life to worry the custom-honse inspectora of all Eiiropean conutries, has retnrned to France. His wont fornier'y was to psck a huge trunk full of trowsers straps, such as are worn with gaitera, using hydraulic pressure if it were necessary to erani five bushels into a three-busüc 1 epace ; then to lnro the inspector to open it as a susijicious package, when nalurally the coutents were overset, and tho whole force of the custoni house was occupied for hours in putting them h&iï. A poweiful Jack-in-tho-bux xras another devico of his that was very sncoeasinl. flis latest performance at IJoulogne is thus reoouuted : "M. Vivier plucod bis valiso and (xttveiiDg-nack on the counter. ' Vv hat is in thia travi liug saek 't ' ' Two rattlesuakes,' said M. Vivier, meekly, ïho inspector jnmped back mul said it was unuaioísary to open it, 'Anil in this VÜ6 ? ' ' Tbree more rat 1 satuw, ' Boftly rapondd M. Vivier. Tho consulted a tarifl, and replied in an ful voice, ' That makes five ratöesamv thore is no duty on rattlesnakes nu thero are six or more. Pass the gej[ mau's luggage ! ' "