The grouper fish is very queer in that it will swallow such curious things, which you would not think it could possibly digest. One was caught on the coast of Queensland which, when opened, was found to have in its stomach two broken bottles, a quart pot, a preserved milk-tin, seven crabs, a piece of earthenware encrusted with oyster shells, a sheep's head, some mutton and beef bones, and some oyster shells. There is a crab in the Keeling Islands, that lives on the land all day, returning to the water only at night to moisten its gills. It also eats cocoanuts, opening the shell with its huge claws, and the natives of the islands say that it climbs the trees to get them. This, however, is not known. Thus we see that there are some very curious fishes; yet none of them have mind, and are not to be compared with man. Let us be thankful, then, that God made us human beings, and not fishes. TIME ENOUGH. ELMER'S new suit had just come home. It was brown, with dashes of green in it. It fitted him exactly, and everybody knows it makes one feel good-natured when his new clothes fit well. When he tried them on, nobody jerked his pantaloons down, said they were too short, nor twitched his jacket up and said it was too low in the neck. He laid them carefully over the back of a chair that night before he went to bed, then got out a clean collar and a green necktie, tucked a handkerchief into the side pocket of the jacket, and surveyed them all with a satisfied look. Morning came, bright and splendid as anybody could wish. The steamboat with flying flags stood at the wharf, and a happy company of boys and girls, dressed in white and pink and red and blue, marched through the streets to the sound of music. The procession passed through the great gates and were all comfortably settled on the boat fifteen minutes before it was time to start. Elmer's home was a long walk from the church where the other scholars met, so he went directly to the steamboat landing. He had just bought a new set of marbles. They were beauties, and when he met Will Porter, he could not resist the temptation to try his new marbles on the broad, smooth paving-stones just above the gates where no people were passing at this early hour. The game became so fascinating, that the boys played on, even after the procession had gone on board. "Come on," Will said; "we'll be late." "Oh, no! We won't be late. The boat will not start this quarter of an hour," Elmer answered, aiming a great blue marble at a red one. Now the superintendent and the teachers had warned the school many times, "The gates will be closed at seven o'clock. If you are not on the other side of them by that time, you cannot go."