janitor is a disobliging old person who has been there since the house was started and holds his job, in spite of incessant complaints. When asked to hurry, he fairly crawls and, when people want him most to stay, nothing can stop him.

    His name is Tempus.

     THE TENANTS

    The first tenants (as before stated) were a young couple who had been compelled to leave a more luxurious apartment because children were not allowed, though animals of all kinds, even snakes, were tolerated.

    On the whole, the Globe is anything but a model Apartment House. Each family considers itself the only respectable one in the building and they are constantly squabbling for the possession of the most desirable rooms.

    The tenants of the different stories, originally of one colour, have been tanned according to their proximity to the Solar Stove. They come in five shades of fast colours—Black, Brown, Yellow, Red and White,—the White being farthest away from the Stove.

    There are also some brighter colours, which are not guaranteed,—varying from the chromatic discord of the post-impressionist Savage to the delicate rose-pink of the Perfect Lady.

    This last is the most delectable of all—but, alas, it is the one that fades most quickly.

     RACE

    All the Families agree that the tenants of the Globe should be of one uniform shade.

    Each Family, however, thinks that his own particular shade is the only fitting one for the Perfect Human Being.

    To that end he spends a large part of his time in scheming how to get rid of all the other tints.

    All of which is a great waste of centuries! Old Tempus the Janitor has always settled the Tint question with his Solar Stove and always will.

    A week at the seashore in August ought to convince anyone of the efficiency of the Solar Tint Factory. In the tan of the surf bather

    is locked up the secret of Race Colouration.

    And yet there are some Great and Wise Ones who believe that 

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