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Show All Habit. We are all creatures of habit, even in per forming duties for which we have prepared. A little boy, whose mother had taught hint his letters, went to school one day, aiid at tempted to go through them with the teacher. Vain effort! He stopped at "B," and was up able to recognize "C" as even a casual -acquaintance. At length a happy thought occurred oc-curred to him. "Twist my turll" he eaid, eagerly, pointing to a sunny lock of hair on his neck. "Marnu. always does when I say 'em." The teachei began to play with the curl, and the little boy's memory returned. Even grown people are dependent on habit in fulfilling public duties. Mr. George TV. Cable one evening not long ago, as we learn from another paper, lectured in Scran ton, Pa, A largo audience greeted him with their presence, but only that "When the noted ' author was introduced he was received with a dead silence. Most speakers would have been embarrassed almost beyond recovery by so frigid a reception, recep-tion, but Mr. Cable was equal to the occasion, occa-sion, and administered a just rebuke In the happiest possible manner. He said that in order to appear at his best before an audience it was quite necessary that he should be greeted with a noise of some sort; they need not-scream, nor was it necessary for the ladies to wave their bonnets, bon-nets, but a loud rumbling nolso he must bear. Of course the noise came, and when it hoi ceased ho thanked them for their unsolicited applause, and added that now, with the boldest effrontery, he could begin as he had intended "Dear friends." Youth's Coin-pan Coin-pan ion. |