Horace Greeley An The Cobbler

Mr. Greeley rolled into the shoemaker's store with that heavy, billowy sort of a gait he had. "Sit down, Mr. Greeley," said the shoemaker. Greeley looked up with that broad, wondering, half child-like look, and said, "Why, do you know me?" "Everybody knows you, Mr. Greeley," was the reply. A eomfortable-fitting shoe was tried on. 'iSTo, that's altogether to small." Then a shoe that was really altogether too large, but that, too, was not large enough ; then a cloth shoe, so large that Mr. Greeley could put his hand in and arrange his stocking over his foot so as to tit him He was amazed at the contrast with Broadway prices, not seeing that there was also a contrast with the Broadway quality, bought several pair like it - all the man had in fact - and went away greatly delighted, saying that he had a lot of shoes he would send around to be mended. Sure enough a boy carne in in a few moments with a small basketful. The shoemaker pledges me his professional honor that there was not tw shoes alike in the whole basket. He hurried around to Mr. Greeley's house, and suggested that, as none of the shoes mated, it was of no use to mend them. "Well," said Mr. Greeley, with that confldential half-whisper ot his, "the fact is, I put 'era on just about asthey come along!" And it is not difficult to believe that he did. A colored minister in Georgia, was brought to trial before nis Church on a charge of stealing bacon. After a number of witnesses had been exaniined, the deacons retired, and soon afterward returned the following verdict: "The Kev. Moses Bledso am ackwitted of de sinuations dat he actual stole de pork, as 'twas not shode dat somebody else miten't have been wearin' nis cloze; but de brudder is heerby 'fectionaiely -warned dat in de future he must be more keerf ui.