The Microphone

A man from Texas sat in the Hotel Brunswick yesterday and told three lies - told them deliberately, says New York Press. He was not an Oehiltree, either. One of them may be worth reading. Said he: "You've got your new-fangled microphone at work, I see, but I just want to teil you folk up here that we have a natural one down in Texas that beats it all hollow. I reckon he's about 12 years oíd now. He's got two ears- one big and one little. Wlth the big ear he can 'hear the rumbling of a storm 100 miles away. He beats the weather bureau predicting rain. He hears every year the song of Miriam after Moses and hls friends crossed the Dead sea. He has heard the booming of the guns at the battle of Waterloo, and even reports word for word the orders of Napoleon on that occasion. No sound that ever started the air to vlbrating Is lost on Mm, if he happens to get In the line of excltation. With his little ear he can hear the faintest sounds on earth. He can hear a fly walking on a window pane, or flying tliroug-h the air. He can hear a flea hop, or a spider weavlng her web. On a dark nigrht he can hear a fish swimming. I have known him to hear nlght coming on and settle down. He never heard the moon rlse, but there are good reasons, I am told, for that. I am here to get Barnum to give him a place In his freak show."