Santa Fe Daily New Mexican

Different Aspects.
A prophet is not without honor save in his own country, and a philosopher or group of philosophers are rarely if ever appreciated by the ordinary mob. The truth of these aphorisms is illustrated by an incident which occurred recently in the Grand Central station.
Three gentlemen stood chatting there while waiting for a train, when one, glancing down, noticed at his feet two-thirds of a cigarette.
"Ah," said he, "the lady came early—earlier than expected, and the fellow had no opportunity to finish his smoke."
"No," remarked another. "The chances are that she was late in keeping the appointment. He thought he would smoke just one more and then give waiting up as a bad job, but she came before he had taken half a dozen draws."
"I believe you are both wrong," said the third, "This is a case without a lady. He was either a beginner and couldn't stand any more, or he dropped it by accident and was too proud to pick it up."
Each one of the three men was sure his speculation was right, or at least argued in support of it. And what a fruitful source of argument three-quarters of a cigarette will furnish if the persons have sufficient intelligence to sustain the trend of thought!
At a short distance from the group were two other philosophers, boys under 15, given to speculation. They watched the animated conversation and observed that the gentlemen pointed in the direction of an unfinished cigarette.
After a brief interval one of them said:
"Tom, do you see them three gents? What ails 'em"
"Nuthin. They're fightin over a bit of a grasshopper. Tryin ter 'cide which'll have fust smoke. I knows them dudes. They're proud, but a cigarette fetches 'em every time,"—New York Herald.