lieves that after a few nights' trial the wearer will become so
disgusted with his own midnight serenading that his sleep will become
as sound and peaceable as that of a suckling baby.

And yet there is nothing vulgar in snoring. Chesterfield did it, and
so did Beau Brummell, and they were the two last men in the world to
do anything beyond the bounds of propriety, awake or asleep, if they
could help it. Plutarch tells us that the emperor Otho snored; so did
Cato; so did George II., and also George IV., who boasted that he was
"the first gentleman in Europe." Position has nothing to do with cause
and effect in snoring, as there are instances on record of soldiers
snoring while _standing_ asleep in sentry-boxes; and I have heard
policemen snore _sitting_ on doorsteps, waiting to be wakened by the
attentive "relief." We may be sure Alain Chartier did not snore when
Margaret of Scotland stooped down and kissed him while he was asleep,
or young John Milton when the highborn Italian won from him a pair
of gloves; though it did not lessen the ardor of philosophical Paddy,
when he coaxingly sang outside of his true love's window--

Shure, I know by the length of your snore you're awake.

But really, I don't know whether women _do_ snore. I'm not sure that
the mellifluous _soprano_ snore in the car was Nilsson's, and Paddy
may have been joking. I know that only male frogs croak.

W.G.B.

FABLES FOR THE YOUTH.

THE LION AND THE FOX. The Lion and the Fox once traveled in
company. Upon their coming to a public-house, it was agreed that the
former should go in and get a dinner, while Master Reynard kept watch
at the door. In stalked the Lion boldly, and ordered a haunch of
venison and a blood-pudding. The servant-maid, instead of fainting
away, bade him throw his mane over a chair and take his ease. Locking
the door as she withdrew, she sent for a policeman, and before night
King Lion was snugly back in the menagerie whence he and his companion
had that morning escaped.

Master Reynard, scenting what was in the wind, took to the woods and
was seen no more.

_Moral_: This fable teaches us to beware of that pretended friendship
which is specious and hollow.

THE JUDGEMENT OF PARIS. The Gorilla, the Hippopotamus and the
Snapping-Turtle were once upon a time partaking of a royal dinner at
the table of an opulent old Oyster, when the conversation turned upon
personal beauty. Each one of the guests present claimed for