Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 104 December 1901 to May 1902 . esent oneevening in London at an elaborate wore conventional evening clothes, allthe other guests of distinction appearing inthe richest uniforms, brilliant with gold laceand orders. During the evening the am-bassador was approached by a stranger, whosaid, peremptorily, Call me a cab. You are a cab, instantly responded theambassador. The stranger stared at him in astonish-ment, turned on his heel, and went directto his host, complaining of the insolence ofa waiter whom he had instructed to call acab. The host, su
Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 104 December 1901 to May 1902 . esent oneevening in London at an elaborate wore conventional evening clothes, allthe other guests of distinction appearing inthe richest uniforms, brilliant with gold laceand orders. During the evening the am-bassador was approached by a stranger, whosaid, peremptorily, Call me a cab. You are a cab, instantly responded theambassador. The stranger stared at him in astonish-ment, turned on his heel, and went directto his host, complaining of the insolence ofa waiter whom he had instructed to call acab. The host, surprised and indignant, re-quested that the impudent menial be point-ed out to him, that he might make the pun-ishment fit the crime. This was immediatelydone. Waiter! exclaimed his host, why, thatis the American ambassador! Come up andI will introduce you. The crestfallen guest made his apologies. He told me, explained the ambassador,pleasantly, to call him a cab, and I calledhim a cab. If he had been a little better-looking I would have called him a hansomcab. YULE-TIDE IN A VEGETARIAN FAMILY Bringing in the Cabbage-1/rod ! *^. THE OCEAN MISTLETOE WHEN CLARENCE CALLS When Clarence calls, oh, happy day!Tis fine to see the pretty wayCecile does up her hair. At nightShe puts it in curl papers tight;But somehow it will never stay. It may be that his manner gayAffects her tresses—who shall say?But anyhow her hairs a sightWhen Clarence calls. He talks of love from Z to A;For him the month is always May,For him the skies are always bright :While she, in fear thats half delight,Keeps wondering what on earths his payWhen Clarence calls. D. C. FOILING THE COMMON ENEMY The widow of an English army officer wasvisiting me with her son, a charming littlefellow about five years old. The mothertold me with pride how honorable he was,how high - minded, and that she had neverfor an instant seen in him indications of anytraits that were low or base. The child was put to bed every
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