Ex-Speaker Reed's boyhood was not partieularly eventful, says the Hartford Post. He was tall and slendcr, and had not the chubby face of his late years of prosperitv and power. He was independent in his ways aud deeidediy outspoken, a trait he inherited from his motlier. I heard a CHrioifs story about a juveuile birching that feil to Tom's share long agro: and if the child be father to the man. surely there is a clear insight into the future characteristics of Mr. Reed in tli e speech he made to the master on this unauspicious occasion. "If anyone knows of any reason why these apples should not touch the lips of Torn Keed, let lïim speak now, or forever after hold his peaee," said the young rascal one day, right under the master's nose. And he gave a great bite at the first red-cheeked apple in his hand. Quiek as a flash, out came the birch, and. with equal skill at repartee, the peclagogue said: "If anyone knows any reason why this rotl rshould not warm the jacket of Tom Keed. let him speak now, or forever after hold his pace." ''I do!'' said Tom. "Name it!" replied the master. "Incompatibility!" He did not get that whipping.