Beating A Tramp

The Detroit Free Prese tells of a tramp who recently callcd at a house near that city, and tokl a most pitiful story of his woes and sufferings, and nsked for sornetliiug to eat. At lirst the lady of the house was disposod to run tho poor wretoh away hungry, but her nature overcame her prejudice and slio suid: " Poor man, and yon want Romething to eat?" "Yes, inn'am." " Yon shnll havo it. Sit riglit down liere." He sat down, sho gave him gome coffee, a piece of meat imd a hisouit. When lie had flnished eaMngbe said: " Madam, did you really believe my story ?" "N"o, sir," she answered. "You thought I lied, did you?"' " I knew yoii did." "But you gave me f o icL" "S I did. My boy found a dog yesterday -u gave him more than he oonld oat. I Bimply gave yon what wasleft trisii' lilliiii; tip the slop-paü."