A WIDOW weeping on her husband's grave was approached by an
Engaging Gentleman who, in a respectful manner, assured her that he
had long entertained for her the most tender feelings.

  "Wretch!" cried the Widow.  "Leave me this instant!  Is this a time
to talk to me of love?"

  "I assure you, madam, that I had not intended to disclose my
affection," the Engaging Gentleman humbly explained, "but the power
of your beauty has overcome my discretion."

  "You should see me when I have not been crying," said the Widow.