Two fishermen named Smith,living near each,had met with misfortune,one having lost his his wife and the other hisboat.A visitor called by mistake on the man who had lost his boat,thinking he was the widower."Good morning,Mr Smith,"she said,"I am sorry to hear of your sad loss,""Oh,it doesn't matter,mum;she was not up to much!"he replied."Dear me !"exclaimed the visitor,"You don't say so!"Ay ,she was a rickety old crock.When I went out with her I was always in danger of my life.Indeed,I offered her to my mate oly last week,but he wouldn't have her .I've had eye on anothe for some time past."