A Hartford Boy's Dead Sure Bets

For several monihs Messenger, the druggist, Jins heen selling a safety match with an unpronounceably name. It is a good match, bvit lic failed to see why a cortain ncwsboy nocdeclsoruany the urchin tuniing up every d;vy or two and buying n eouple of boxes. To appreciate the point it must bo noted that the box has two friction sides, on which alono the match will ignite. The other day the clerk asked the boy what use he made of the matches and clicited the following: "Wel!, sor, I buys them matches and I takes that thins? off (poiming to the ignitiug strip) and pins it on my clothes. Then I bets the boys thoy can't light the matches except on ihe box, an' I wins. Then I bets them I can, and I ronches down whorc that is pinned anJ 1 strikc3 it on my clothes and lights it." The urchin stated that his revenue frorn this little sclieme was about 30 cents a day. - Hartford Ilcrald. Congressman Thomas B. Keed, of Mainc, is describod as a larga, rotuud man, with a big, fat, jolly face, and a general air of contentment, as if he wore entirely satisfied that the world is wagging along just about as it should. He is said to bo the only m;;n in Conr gress who liever prepares a .spoech bcr foro delivery. In general nppearanco ho looks very rnuch like Colon ni R. Q. Iugcrsoll. ca a rThomas K. Booclior is out again in defense of the risrfat and proprioty of suicido. If Mr. Baecher had the courage of his convictiotis, we should hear no moie of his nonsense. If dead men never teil lies, thcy never talk