The sovereign was so pleased with the wit of the reply that he gave her permission to scratch his Prime Minister's eyes out. The Literary Astronomer The Director of an Observatory, who, with a thirty-six-inch refractor, had discovered the moon, hastened to an Editor, with a four-column account of the event. "How much?" said the Editor, sententiously, without looking up from his essay on the circularity of the political horizon. "One hundred and sixty dollars," replied the man who had discovered the moon. "Not half enough," was the Editor's comment. "Generous man!" cried the Astronomer, glowing with warm and elevated sentiments, "pay me, then, what you will." "Great and good friend," said the Editor, blandly, looking up from his work, "we are far asunder, it seems. The paying is to be done by you." The Director of the Observatory gathered up the manuscript and went away, explaining that it needed correction; he had neglected to dot an m. The Lion and the Rattlesnake A Man having found a Lion in his path undertook to subdue him by the power of the human eye; and near by was a Rattlesnake engaged in fascinating a small bird. "How are you getting on, brother?" the Man called out to the other reptile, without removing his eyes from those of the Lion. "Admirably," replied the serpent. "My success is assured; my victim draws nearer and nearer in spite of her efforts." "And mine," said the Man, "draws nearer and nearer in spite of mine. Are you sure it is all right?" "If you don't think so," the reptile replied as well as he then could, with his mouth full of bird, "you better give it up." A half-hour later, the Lion, thoughtfully picking his teeth with his claws, told the Rattlesnake that he had never in all his varied experience in being subdued, seen a subduer try so earnestly to give it up. "But," he added, with a wide, significant smile, "I looked him into countenance." The Man with No Enemies An Inoffensive Person walking in a public place was assaulted by a Stranger with a Club, and severely beaten. When the Stranger with a Club was brought to trial, the complainant said to the Judge: "I do not know why I was assaulted; I have not an enemy in the world." "That," said the defendant, "is why I struck him." "Let the prisoner be discharged," said the Judge; "a man who has no enemies has no friends. The courts are not for such." The Alderman and the Raccoon "I see quite a number of rings on your tail," said an Alderman to a Raccoon that he met in a zoological garden. "Yes," replied the Raccoon, "and I hear quite a number of tales on your ring." The Alderman, being of a sensitive, retiring disposition, shrank from further comparison, and, strolling to another part of the garden, stole the camel. The Flying-Machine