She thanked that wag with a smile, and I heard her later in the evening boring most evidently that literary lion with elongated praise of the "Cloister and the Hearth" and "Adam Bede." They were among the few books she had ever read, and talking about them came easily to her.

She told me afterwards that she had found that literary lion a charming man, but-- "Well," she laughed, "he has got a good opinion of himself.

He told me he considered both books among the finest in the English language." It is as well always to make a note of the author's name.

Some people never do--more particularly playgoers.

A well-known dramatic author told me he once took a couple of colonial friends to a play of his own.