— , gisw. uen a Dieeie, WDoiesai* pon j '*’3el- ' -rDer- i Ue Had Ch*ojt«A.A widow once called ar-on an a and asked him to paint a portrait c.t husband. “When can he sitr'' la.u the artist. “He can’t sit at all, ’ the widow, “he’s dead.” “Tac-n Will have to furnish me with h;s \.j graph,'' said the artist. “He ctv-r his picture taken.” said the wj-Nevertheless ih% artist undert .O-. Job, and when he bad finished thv % ne asked *he widow to come a::i “It's a fine piotnw,” said the. ‘; yon’11 please send it to my h; ;:.,— how the old man has changed. ’ -weil toxj Herald-far- j*From New Zealand.