hors to eat fish, because
the phosphorus in it makes brain. So far you are correct. But I cannot
help you to a decision about the amount you need to eat--at least, not
with certainty. If the specimen composition you send is about your fair
usual average, I should judge that perhaps a couple of whales would be
all you would want for the present. Not the largest kind, but simply
good, middling-sized whales.

"SIMON WHEELER," Sonora.--The following simple and touching remarks and
accompanying poem have just come to hand from the rich gold-mining region
of Sonora:

To Mr. Mark Twain: The within parson, which I have set to poetry
under the name and style of "He Done His Level Best," was one among
the whitest men I ever see, and it ain't every man that knowed him
that can find it in his heart to say he's glad the poor cuss is
busted and gone home to the States. He was here in an early day,
and he was the handyest man about takin' holt of anything that come
along you most ever see, I judge. He was a cheerful, stirnn'
cretur, always doin' somethin', and no man can say he ever see him
do anything by halvers. Preachin was his nateral gait, but he
warn't a man to lay back a twidle his thumbs because there didn't
happen to be nothin' do in his own especial line--no, sir, he was a
man who would meander forth and stir up something for hisself. His
last acts was to go his pile on "Kings-and" (calkatin' to fill, but
which he didn't fill), when there was a "flush" out agin him, and
naterally, you see, he went under. And so he was cleaned out as you
may say, and he struck the home-trail, cheerful but flat broke. I
knowed this talonted man in Arkansaw, and if you would print this
humbly tribute to his gorgis abilities, you would greatly obleege
his onhappy friend.

HE DONE HIS LEVEL BEST
Was he a mining on the flat--
He done it with a zest;
Was he a leading of the choir--
He done his level best.

If he'd a reg'lar task to do,
He never took no rest;
Or if 'twas off-and-on-the same--
He done his level best.

If he was preachin' on his beat,
He'd tramp from east to west,
And north to south-in