THE LANDLORD'S VISIT It was the night before the New Year.

In many a household in the great city it was a night of happy anticipation.

In the humble home of the Hardings it was an evening of anxious thought, for to-morrow the quarter's rent was due.
"I haven't got a dollar to meet the rent, Martha," said the cooper, in a depressed tone.
"Won't Mr.Colman wait ?" "I'm afraid not.

You know what sort of a man he is, Martha.

There isn't much feeling about him.