The Witch's Steed

　　A GREAT Philanthropist who had thought of himself in connection

　　with the Presidency1 and had introduced a bill into Congress

　　requiring the Government to loan every voter all the money that he

　　needed, on his personal security, was explaining to a Sunday-school

　　at a railway station how much he had done for the country, when an

　　angel looked down from Heaven and wept.

　　"For example," said the Great Philanthropist, watching the

　　teardrops pattering in the dust, "these early rains are of

　　incalculable advantage to the farmer."