Buying Apples In Maine

"The apple buyers have to be fellows who can seo through a millstone," say one of the Maine fraternity. "We do not often get taken in, for there's a sort of mental telegraphy that tells us when to investígate, and that's what I mean by 'seeing through a millstone.' I was taken in once, though, by a man who bioug-ht seventeen barrels a dozen miles and looked me calmly in the eyes as he assured me quietly they I were all Al in size and quality. I i looked one barrel all throug-h, and as they were all right my mental alarm bell remained quiet. So I paid hiin a first-class price and he went off with hjs money. In less than ten minutes, occasion to move one of the other barrels, a loóse heading dropped out and the convenís rolled upon the floor, as mean a piece of deaconing1 as it was evermy lot tosee. "There were good apples at the ends, but the Middle part was good for nothing. I examined the other barrels acd founil everyone except that I looked through at first a rank fraud. I went for the seller bef ore he had time to leave town and made him pay baek the money and take his apples home with him. You can bet I notifled all the other buyers in that part of Maine, and now that man cau't sell a pock of potatoes without iw beinjf well looked over beforetaand."