ROLLED IN THE DUST "No, Frowenfeld," said little Doctor Keene, speaking for the after-dinner loungers, "you must take a little human advice.

Go, get the air on the Plaza.

We will keep shop for you.

Stay as long as you like and come home in any condition you think best." And Joseph, tormented into this course, put on his hat and went out.
"Hard to move as a cow in the moonlight," continued Doctor Keene, "and knows just about as much of the world.

He wasn't aware, until I told him to-day, that there are two Honore Grandissimes." [Laughter.] "Why did you tell him ?" "I didn't give him anything but the bare fact.