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Show i. A GhatHy Banquet. April never comes but that I think of ' a prominent local politician of the west Bide, who was born in this month, and who, some years ago, left one of the oddest odd-est wills on record. Among its curious provisions were that, instead of being buried, he should bo dissected, and his skeleton carefully preserved and mount" ed; that on the skull should be written the names of the five women he hai' loved during his lifetime, and upon his birthday a supper party should be held by his friends, at which his skeleton ehould be brought out and christened with champagne. lie left a small fortune, and his in etructions are followed out to the lettej every year. His friends include a score of physicians, writers and politicians, who meet on his birthday night, have a good supper, at which his skeleton occupies oc-cupies a chair, and, when the toasts begin, be-gin, they pour a glass of wine over the Tarnished skull. The names are still there, but blurred and faint, though, strange to say, not one of the bearers of Vbera is yet dead. When the convivialities conviviali-ties are over the remains are locked up for another year. The friends, however, are passing away, and of the original . forty only twenty-seven remain. New York Star. - |