only became the light of his harem by the process of cutting the throat of her first husband. If this annotation, to be made in all copies of the poem, do not wring all charm out of the names by which the poet's lady is known to fame, then fiction again will prove stronger than fact.' 'And _that_ isn't all, either.' For _Noor-Mahal_, albeit conventionally used as Light of the Harem, _does_ mean Light of the Workshop in Arabic. We shouldn't in the least wonder if the lady in question, in her earlier and better-behaved days, had been chief engineer of a sewing machine at two shillings a day. However, we set that down to her credit side. * * * * * READER--you have travelled? If so, did you ever suffer from too much landlord? The last time we were at Mackinaw, we had our boots blackened, our clothes 'swept,' and our cigars diminished by a very funny halfbreed named Pierre, and noticed that when more cigars than usual were taken, we were always sure of receiving an extra amount of attention from him in the way of sweeping, brushing, and small talk. 'Mossu, how you lak Detroit?' 'I like it very well.' 'Zat fust-rate 'otel, ze Fiddle House; ze landlord he maks var' big fuss over ze grand persons as come zere--var' big fuss. Mamselle GRANDROSE she var splendid danseuse, she 'ave ze grande attentions: Madame COLSON she grande _chanteuse_ 'ave ze grand care. Ah, bote zere comes zere oncet ze MARQUIS DE CHOUXFLEURS, zen you should see zat landlord; he bows and he smiles, and he rons round all ze time, viz, 'Musshoe ze Markiss, vat you lak for to eat, for to drink, for to sleeps? can I do somesings fore you. At lass ze Marquis he call for his bill, and he goes for to leave ze hotel. Zen ze landlord he comes to ze door, and he bows, and he smiles, and he robs his hands togezzer, and says he: 'Musshoe ze Markiss, _bone voyyaidge_;' (you see he spiks ze French var' bad;) 'I hope you have been satisfy wiz my ho-tel?' Zen ze Marquis smiles var' moch pleasaunt, and viz ze air off grand seigneur he lokes down on ze landlord and spiks slowlee: 'Ze eat is var' good, ze sleep is not so var' bad, bote I 'ave notice one sing--zere is entairely TOO MOCHE LANDLORD!' In American hotels, as strangers declare, unless one be acquainted, the complaint is apt to be of too _little_ landlord. Then--oh, _then_, 'all goes as it does with a divinity in France,' as the European proverb hath it--that is to say, very Paradisiacally indeed. Which reminds us of a letter on the coming of the Millennium, from a friend who declares it to be his conviction that those who are afraid of the immediate realization of this consummation devoutly to be wished for, may lay aside their apprehensions, since it is evident that nothing of the kind is to come off _this_ year at least.