HE ONLY ATE IT, AS MANY OTHERS DO.
PROFESSOR COMSTOCK, of Cornell, in speaking to his class recently of the trials of scientists, told this authentic tale of the experience of a professor of invertebrate zoology in a sister institution, which had better be left nameless. Trichinæ in pork, the cause of the frightful disease, trichinosis, in human consumers, give a peculiar appearance to meat, which is studded with little cysts; it is then known to the trade as “measly pork.” The learned scientist,13wishing some for study, went to the butcher and asked if he ever got any measly pork. "Sometimes," said the butcher cautiously, "but I always throw it away." "Well," said the professor, "the next time you have any, I wish you'd send me up some," meaning, of course, to his laboratory. The butcher stared at him, but said he would. Three weeks passed, when the professor, growing impatient, again dropped in. "Haven't you found any measly pork yet?" "Why, yes," said the butcher, "I sent up two pounds a week ago." A sickly grin broke over the professor's face. "Where did you send it?" said he. "Why, to your house," said the butcher, "of course."