A tramp devised a new scheme for working on the sympathy of the

housewife. After ringing the front door bell, he got on his knees, and

began nibbling at the grass of the lawn. Presently the woman opened the

door, and, in surprise at sight of him on all fours, asked what he was

doing there.

The tramp got to his feet shakily, and made an eloquent clutch at his

stomach as he explained:

"Dear madam, I am so hungry that like Nebuchadnezzar I just had to take

to eatin' grass."

"Well, well, now ain't that too bad!" the woman cried. "You go right

into the back yard--the grass there is longer."