Indolence

When young Aime Maillard was at college, the professor of rhetoric gave the claas as a subject "A Eulogy of Indolence." On the given day the compositions were lianded in, and the professor, after casting his eye over the papers, remarked : "M. Mailiard, where is your essay? I don't see it among these." "Didn't I hand it to yon? I beg your pardon," said the student, and passed up a neatly-folded package of manuscript. The professor opened it, turned over the pages, got vory red, and exclaimed : " Sirrah, this is a miserable joke. This paper is blank - not a word in eulopty of indolence anywhere on it." " Oh, I thought that the highest eulogy of indolence I could give," replied the student, " would be not to write anything." -Paris paper.