the boss told me to hurry up as the woman was waiting for the pills, and I
mauled it till I was nearly dead, and when it was time to go to supper the
boss came and looked in the mortar, and took out the chunk and said, 'You
dum fool, you have been pounding all day on a chunk of India rubber,
instead of blue mass!' Well, how did I know? But I will get even with them
if I stay there long enough, and don't you forget it. If you have a
prescription you want filled you can come down to the store and I will put
it up for you myself, and then you will be sure to get what you pay for."

"Yes," said the grocery man, as he cut off a piece of limberg cheese and
put it on the stove to purify the air in the room, "I should laugh to see
myself taking any medicine you put up. You will kill some one yet, by
giving them poison instead of quinine. But what has your Pa got his nose
tied up for? He looks as though he had had a fight."

"O, that was from my treatment. He had a wart on his nose. You
know that wart. You remember how the minister told him if other peoples'
business had a button hole in it, Pa could button the wart in the
button-hole, as he always had his nose there. Well, I told Pa I could cure
that wart with caustic, and he said he would give five dollars if I could
cure it, so I took a stick of caustic and burned the wart off, but I guess
I burned down into the nose a little, for it swelled up as big as a
lobster. Pa says he would rather have a whole nest of warts than such a
nose, but it will be all right in a year or two."


A LOAN EXHIBITION.

"What is a loan exhibition?" asks a correspondent. Well, when a fellow
borrows ten dollars of you, to be paid next Saturday, and he lets it run a