A PLAIN brother was very anxious to write for The Western Recorder—the paper of which, at the time, Dr. Wallar had charge—had often expressed his desire, without much encouragement from the Doctor—but was finally told to write, and the article should appear. He wrote, but, said the Doctor, "SUCH A MESS!" But supposing that one effort would satisfy his correspondent, he put the article in shape, and gave it a point, thought, and connection, and next week the brother saw it under his signature. He came to the editor under a glow of delight, and said: "Why, Bro. Wallar, I did not know I could write so well! I must write again."