"If you sneeze on Monday, you sneeze for danger.
Sneeze on a Tuesday, kiss a stranger.
Sneeze on a Wednesday, sneeze for a letter.
Sneeze on a Thursday, something better.
Sneeze on a Friday, sneeze for sorrow.
Sneeze on a Saturday, see your sweetheart to-morrow."
Eugene Ashford.
Portland, Oregon.
A cat eating grass is a sign of rain.
"Evening red and morning gray
Lets the traveller on his way.
Evening gray and morning red
Brings down rain on the traveller's head."
Snow lingering on the ground is a sign that the winter will be severe.
Stumbling up stairs is a sign of your marriage within the year.
Rosa Elizabeth Hutchinson, R.T.F.
Montclair.
Knew Himself Best.
The Rev. John Watson, who has written several successful books under the nom de plume of "Ian Maclaren," recently visited this country—his home is in Liverpool, England—where he met with wonderful success on a lecture tour. Just before departing for his home he met a New York editor who was a class-mate of his at school years ago in Edinburgh, Scotland. Calling him familiarly by his first name, as of old, Dr. Watson, in response to congratulations, said: "I am glad this success did not come to me when I was young. Why, Dave, if this had happened when I was twenty-one, it would have turned my head, and I should have thought myself a very great man! But now I know better."