. . . Some time ago the Younger brothers, two Western outlaws who used to move in the inner circles of Jesse James's most exclusive set, were liberated, after twenty years' imprisonment. The day they were set free they received an invitation from the manager of Jacob Litt's Theatre to occupy a box at the play that evening. They accepted with avidity, and, the news of their coming having been extensively advertised, the theatre, of course, was packed. The brothers came early, but did not begin to peruse their programme until just before the curtain rose. Then one of them was seen to spring to his feet and make a frantic effort to escape from the box. The manager intercepted him with a polite request as to what was amiss.

  "Good Heavens!" he cried, with a string of oaths. "What have you runs us into? Why, this play was running when we went in."

  He had just made the heart-breaking discovery that the play was "Uncle Tom's Cabin."