"a Nice Woman."

A jrear or two ago after the close of the war, and wliile en route from Savannah to .Jacksonville, Fla., Mr. II. H. Stowe had an experlenc : whloh showed the feeling of sontherne 8 towa d lier at the time. Directly opposite her at tabl.; sat a typical specimen of the old-lime firo eater. lle was just enough uuder the influenee of Hquor to be floolish and ugly of temper. He was wholly unaware of Mis. Stowe's prt'sence on the 1 oat, bnt hls niuddled lirain had caught and held the newspaper infonnation of her con emplated southern tour. This wai more than he could bear, and he roared forth his dlspleaatre in the most blood curdllns terms, totally oblivlous or' the kicks given him underneath the table by his horrlfied nel?hbors who wished to t'us apirise. him of Mis. Stowe's proximity. Tvras all of no use. He must have hts say, so on and on he ranted, declaring his purpo e of annihilating her should )i ever cha ice to ineot her. l'nable to bear longor wlth his disgraceful conduc", hl8 neljjhbor, in a loud underlone, wliispered in hls ear: "Shut upl Mrs. Stowe sits just aeross the table fromyou. ' The effect of this communicatlon was ludicr.ms Iu the extreme. The ïran's face grew searlet; liis bawllng ceased; he looked daed, and linally. In a weakvoice, stammered: "B-but I understand she is - she 's a very nlcc - nice sort of a