t House, will sing a solemn requiem for the repose of the alleged
souls of the midnight opera performers on the back fence, and a grateful
people will pass resolutions of thanks that where once all was chaos
and cat hair, all will be peace and good will towards morning. And may
grace, mercy, peace and plenty of cat scalps abide with the bold night
riders of the Humane society of Milwaukee. Scat!

THE KNIGHT AND THE BRIDAL CHAMBER.

There was one of those things occurred at a Chicago hotel during the
conclave that is so near a fight and yet so ridiculously laughable that
you don't know whether you are on foot or a horseback. Of course some of
the Knights in attendance were from the back woods, and while they were
well up in all the secret workings of the order, they were awful "new"
in regard to city ways.

There was one Sir Knight from the Wisconsin pineries, who had never been
to a large town before, and his freshness was the subject of remark.
He was a large hearted gentleman, and a friend that any person might
be proud to have. But he was fresh. He went to the Palmer House Tuesday
night, after the big ball, tired nearly to death, and registered his
name and called for a bed.

The clerk told him that he might have to sleep on a red lounge, in a
room with two other parties, but that was the best that could be done.
He said that was all right, he "had tried to sleep on one of them cots
down to camp, but it nearly broke his back," and he would be mighty
glad to strike a lounge. The clerk called a bell boy and said, "Show the
gentleman to 253."

The boy took the Knight's keister and went to the elevator, the door
opened and the Knight went in and began to pull off his coat, when
he looked around and saw a woman on the plush upholstered seat of the
elevator, leaning against the wall with her head on her hand. She was
dressed in ball costume, with one of those white Oxford tie dresses, cut
low in the instep, which looked, in the mussed and bedraggled condition
in which she had escaped from the exposition ball, very much to the
Knight like a Knight shirt. The astonished pinery man stopped pulling
off his coat and turned pale. He looked at the woman, and then at the
elevator boy, whom he supposed was the bridegroom, and said:

"By gaul, they told me I would have to sleep with a couple of other
folks, but I had no idea that I should strike a wedding party in a
cussed little bridal chamber not bigger than a hen coop