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"Roger Buckey Devilbiss is at the head of the department of Latin and Greek in Princeton University. After his graduation at Western land he studied for three years in Harvard and obtained a Ph. D. Then went to Europe to visit the countries where ages ago flourished the languages which are his specialties. He devoted much of his time to ancient literature and gave his attention during leisure hours to the study of the modern European languages. He is now a very accomplished linguist and in all the leading schools of the country the merits of Professor Devilbiss' text-book 011 almost any language under the sun are fully acknowledged. Such a brilliant record may sound to a stranger, but no one who knew him even for he always was considered the class." "Tn Southern Maryland, on the bank of the Patuxtent river, stands a little cottage Surrounded by oaks and shrubbery .. The well-kept lawn slopes to the river's edge to where a little boat lies moored ill the shadow of an oak tree. In the boat are two figures-a woman and a man. She is leaning over the side dabbling her hands in the water and looking at him. He is fishing and looking' at her. Once upon a time she was called Nettie and I have heard people say that his name is Silvie. although they have been fishing together in the same little boat for a good many years, it is quite as pleasant to them now as it was on the day they first tried it. Like all human beings, they have their little but as a whole they are peaceful, happy and "Along the shore of the Amazon river, far from the reach of civiliza- tion, stands a tiny tent inhabited by T. K. Harrison and his bosom friends, snakes, bugs, worms, tropical plants and the like. "Kenny" is the world's greatest naturalist, and that is not at all surprising. for in his school days he was much more fond of poking around after snakes and lizards than he was of studying his lessons. After graduation he began to study nature in earnest, but soon became disgusted with his who greeted him with shrieks of terror wheneve;- he appeared one of his snakes dang- ling from his pocket or a handful of choice bugs. One day he flew into a rage because some one had burned his pet butterfly, and passionately declared he would go to some place where no one would disturb him and his belong- -+ 66 +-