All a Mistake." It wns about :i. m. Mr. Rampf came : tui'tblh;;.? into tin- sit tiny-room wlic-re Mrs. Ruinpo, bulking stern, for-biddiug for-biddiug ami unoomprmnisinsr. sat awaiting await-ing him. His left eye wa frescoed in black and blue, his rijjht eheek was ornamented or-namented with a lare and imposing knob, some of his hair was missing", one end of his collar, crumpled, limp and forlorn, stuck out appealiiiffly over his shoulder, and he had the general aspect of a man who had gone head-tirst through a corn-shell or . "Absalom," exclaimed Mrs. Eampo, 'you have been mixed up in a fight!" Absalom shook his head. l'No, Nanshy," he said, with the slow, deliberate emphasis of one who knew what lie was talking- aboiit, I I wasn't in it, in dear." Chicago Tribune.