"She knows how to weep and to sigh" (A sigh from the tender Lisette), "But her weeping is all in my eye-- Not that of the cunning Coquette! "In short, she's a creature of art" ("O hush!" said the frowning Lisette), "With merely the ghost of a heart-- Enough for a thorough Coquette. "And yet I could easily prove" ("Now don't!" said the angry Lisette), "The lady is always in love-- In love with herself--the Coquette! "There--do not be angry--you know, My dear little cousin Lisette, You told me a moment ago, To paint _you_--a thorough Coquette!" * * * * * Henry Ward Beecher, in his famous speech at Manchester, England, in which he talked for an hour against a howling mob of Rebel sympathizers before he gained their attention, was interrupted by a man in the audience who shouted: "Why didn't you whip the Confederates in sixty days, as you said you would?" "Because," replied Beecher, "we found we had Americans to fight instead of Englishmen." SAMUEL L. CLEMENS ("Mark Twain") COLONEL MULBERRY SELLERS Colonel Mulberry Sellers was in his "library," which was his "drawing-room," and was also his "picture gallery," and likewise his "workshop." Sometimes he called it by one of these names, sometimes by another, according to occasion and circumstance. He was constructing what seemed to be some kind of a frail mechanical toy, and was apparently very much interested in his work. He was a white-headed man now, but otherwise he was as young, alert, buoyant, visionary and enterprising as ever. His loving old wife sat near by, contentedly knitting and thinking, with a cat asleep in her lap. The room was large, light and had a comfortable look--in fact, a homelike look--though the furniture was of a humble sort and not over-abundant, and the knick-knacks and things that go to adorn a living-room not plenty and not costly. But there were natural flowers, and there was an abstract and unclassifiable something about the place which betrayed the presence in the house of somebody with a happy taste and an effective touch.