The Noser and the Note

　　THE Director of an Observatory1, 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 Astronomer2, glowing with warm and

　　elevated sentiments, "pay me, then, what you will."

　　"Great and good friend," said the Editor, blandly3, looking up from

　　his work, "we are far asunder4, 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.