The Small Boy Not "a Slummix."

It is o f te n ohargod by writért thut the guaill boy is a "sliinnnix." That is U.i say, he yoos sloshing arotiud with hls thoughts at the North l'ole and his eye ou tlw south, and it is all the sanio to lam Wbethor he runs over a street-car or knocks down a lamp-post, Such attauks on the small boy orise ÍV0111 pure joalousvi One pfthem, and onc wlio m.iy havo oi'tou beun attacked by jealous historians and smaU-tniuded poets, was waitiug on a YV oodward avenue corner yesterday, wlien afar up the street he espied a lo.ul of hay. The farmer on tlie load was smoking, ïiiat small boy had been seut on au errand and told to hurry up or lie'd get lus jacket nieely duáted, bilt he no soonar saw the hay aud the smoke than lie iuniped over a feuoe and lay flut on nis atomacb. In a few minutes alon eauie the load. The hordes wei'e on the walk and t!ie driver uu the puli'. He had jus t g'ot down to wliere the tobáceo tasted good, aad was makinj the most, ol' it. As the load wna iJii-jsïuj; the boy drew in his broath and shoiuuJ, 'Firu! llrut" at the top ot hls voice. The eliect on that farmur was wouderful. 11e threvv the pipe clear to tlie eurbstone, rolled oü' hlü load to the paveiuent, juraped up, and had beyun uuharuessiu' Uis horses when a pedes trian deitunJed the cause of his uxcitement. "riarue one hollored lire, aud I thought it was the hay," he expiained. He walked all around tlie lood, sniffed at it, and when eertain that, there was 110 lire he shook his list. at every house in the neyiibjrhood and clhabed b.ick to his se.it and drove on. lï that boj had baau a sluniiiiix he wouldu'c have seen the liay. ïi He had bjen careless lie Wouldu't tiara put tlie hay and pipe togetltei'. If hu h.td been a inope ue wou Un' t have reasoned : 'O. ie load oí' hay, plus one pipe, equais two yeils Wiuch meed that lelloiV cie.ii" out of his boois."