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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 159,
+September 29th, 1920, by Various
+
+This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with
+almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or
+re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included
+with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org
+
+
+Title: Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 159, September 29th, 1920
+
+Author: Various
+
+Release Date: September 8, 2005 [EBook #16673]
+
+Language: English
+
+Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1
+
+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK PUNCH ***
+
+
+
+
+Produced by Jonathan Ingram, Keith Edkins and the Online
+Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net
+
+
+
+
+
+PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
+
+VOL. 159.
+
+
+
+September 29th, 1920.
+
+
+
+
+CHARIVARIA.
+
+An epidemic of measles is reported in the North. It seems that in these
+days of strikes people are either coming out in sympathy or in spots.
+
+* * *
+
+The secret of industrial peace, says a sporting paper, is more
+entertainment for the masses. We have often wondered what our workers do to
+while away the time between strikes.
+
+* * *
+
+"The cost of living for working-class families," says Mr. C.A. MCCURDY, the
+Food Controller, "will probably increase by 9s. 6d. a week at Christmas."
+That is, of course, if Christmas ever comes.
+
+* * *
+
+We understand that Dean INGE has been invited to meet the FOOD CONTROLLER,
+in order to defend his title.
+
+* * *
+
+"Nobody wants a strike," says Mr. BRACE, M.P. We can only suppose therefore
+that they must be doing it for the films.
+
+* * *
+
+An American artist who wanted to paint a storm at sea is reported to have
+been lashed to a mast for four hours. We understand that he eventually
+broke away and did it after all.
+
+* * *
+
+"What is England's finance coming to?" asks a City editor in a
+contemporary. We can only say it isn't coming to us.
+
+* * *
+
+In Petrograd the fare for half-an-hour's cab ride is equal to two hundred
+pounds in English money at the old rate of exchange. Fortunately in London
+one could spend the best part of a day in a taxi-cab for that amount.
+
+* * *
+
+"Before washing a flannel suit," says a home journal, "shake it and beat it
+severely with a stick." Before doing this, however, it would be just as
+well to make sure that the whole of the husband has been removed.
+
+* * *
+
+A lion-tamer advertises in a contemporary for a situation. It is reported
+that Mr. SMILLIE contemplates engaging him for Sir ROBERT HORNE.
+
+* * *
+
+Whatever else happens, somebody says, the public must hang together. But
+what does he think we do in a Tube?
+
+* * *
+
+"Primroses have been gathered at Welwyn," says _The Evening News_. As even
+this seems to have failed we think it is time to drop these attempts to
+draw the POET LAUREATE.
+
+* * *
+
+Glasgow licensees are being accused of giving short whisky measure. It is
+even said that in some extreme cases they paint the whisky on the glass
+with a camel-hair brush.
+
+* * *
+
+Mice, says Mrs. GREIVE, of Whins, hate the smell of mint. So do lambs.
+
+* * *
+
+"Coal strike or no coal strike," says _The Daily Mail_, "the Commercial
+Motor Exhibition at Olympia will not be postponed." This is the dogged
+spirit that made England what it used to be.
+
+* * *
+
+Orpheus of old, an American journal reminds us, could move stones with his
+music. We have heard piano-players who could move whole families; but this
+was before the house shortage.
+
+* * *
+
+The National Association of Dancing Masters has decided to forbid "the
+cockroach dive" this year. Our advice to the public in view of this
+decision is to go about just as if nothing serious had happened.
+
+* * *
+
+A large party of American University students are on a visit to
+Switzerland. It is satisfactory to know that the Alps are counted every
+morning and all Americans searched before they leave the country.
+
+* * *
+
+"The English house would make an ideal home," says an American journal.
+Possibly, if people only had one.
+
+* * *
+
+Three statues have been stolen in one week from Berlin streets. It is now
+suggested that the London police might be taken off duty for one night in
+order to give the thief a sporting chance.
+
+* * *
+
+It is not true, says an official report, that Scottish troops are being
+sent to Ireland. We are pleased to note this indication that the bagpipes
+should only be used in cases of great emergency.
+
+* * *
+
+"What does the Mexican President stand for?" asks _The New York Globe_.
+Probably because the Presidential chair is so thorny.
+
+* * *
+
+The Dublin County authorities have decided to release from their asylums
+all but the most dangerous lunatics. We are assured that local conditions
+in no way justify this discrimination.
+
+* * *
+
+A jury of children has been empanelled in Paris to decide which of the toys
+exhibited at the Concours Lupine is the most amusing. We understand that at
+the time of going to press an indestructible rubber uncle is leading by
+several votes.
+
+* * *
+
+A burglar arrested in Berlin was taken ill, and while operating upon him
+the surgeons found in his stomach six silver spoons, some forks, a number
+of screws and a silver nail file. Medical opinion inclines to the theory
+that his illness was due to something he had swallowed.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: MEMBER OF CLUB WHICH IS CLOSED FOR CLEANING ACCEPTS THE
+PROFFERED HOSPITALITY OF NEIGHBOUR CLUB.]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+A FAIR WARNING.
+
+ "REQUIRED.--English Child to play afternoons with French boy ten years;
+ good retribution."--_Continental Daily Mail._
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ "THE NATIONAL LAYING TEST, 1920-21.
+
+ SECTIONS.
+
+ 1. White Leghorns.
+ 2. White Wyandottes.
+ 3. Rhode Island Reds.
+ 4. Any other Sitting Breeds.
+ 5. Any other Non-Sitting Breeds.
+ 6. Championship (any Breed).
+ 7. Great Eastern Railway Employees."
+ _Poultry, for the Farmer and Fancier._
+
+We shall treat the porters at Liverpool Street with more respect in future.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+MICHAELMAS AND THE GOOSE.
+
+ (_Lines written under the threat of a Coal-strike_).
+
+ You for whose Mass by immemorial use,
+ When Autumn enters on his annual cycle,
+ We offer up the fatted goose
+ Mid fragrant steam of apple-juice,
+ Hear our appeal, O Michael!
+
+ Sir, do not try our piety too sore,
+ Bidding us sacrifice--a wrench how cruel!--
+ Her whom we prize all geese before--
+ The one that lays that precious ore,
+ Our priceless daily fuel.
+
+ Her output, as it is, shows want of will
+ To check the slackness growing rife and rifer;
+ And it would fall far lower still
+ (Being, indeed, reduced to _nil_)
+ If they should go and knife her.
+
+ Yet there are men who press the slaughterers' claim
+ In sympathetic language, talking loosely;
+ Among them Mr. GOSLING--shame
+ That anyone with such a name
+ Should cackle so ungoosely!
+
+ Not in your honour would that bird be slain
+ If they should kill her--and the hour is critical--
+ But for their own ends, thus to gain
+ An object palpably profane
+ (That is to say, political).
+
+ Defend her, Michael! you who smote the crew
+ Of Satan on the jaw and stopped their bluffing;
+ So, if you see her safely through,
+ We'll give you thrice your usual due
+ Of other geese (with stuffing).
+
+ O.S.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+BRIDGE CONVENTIONS.
+
+The game of Auction Bridge may be divided into three species. There is the
+one we play at home, the second which we play at the Robinsons', and the
+third that is played at the high table at my club.
+
+The three games are peculiarly distinct, but I have only recently
+discovered, at some expense, that each one has its particular conventions.
+At home, if I venture a light no-trump, and Joan, sitting on my right,
+exclaims well out of turn, "Oh! father," we all know that Joan has the
+no-trumper, and the play proceeds accordingly.
+
+At the Robinsons' it is different. Suppose I make a call of one spade and
+the elder hand two hearts, and my partner (let us suppose he is Robinson)
+passes, and I say "Two spades," and the elder hand says "Three hearts," and
+Robinson bellows "No," I at once realise that it would be extremely
+dangerous to call three spades.
+
+These two typical forms of convention are quite clear and seldom lead to
+any misunderstanding. But the high table at the club is different, and, if
+I might say so with all diffidence, the conventions there are not so well
+defined. In fact they may lead to terrible confusion. I speak with
+confidence on this point because I tried them a few days ago.
+
+Three disconsolate monomaniacs wanted making up, and I, dwelling upon the
+strong game I had recently been playing at home, threw precaution to the
+winds and made them up. My partner was a stern man with a hard blue eye and
+susceptible colouring. After we had cut he informed me that, should he
+declare one no-trump, he wished to be taken out into a major suit of five;
+also, should he double one no-trump, he required me to declare without fail
+my best suit. He was going to tell me some more but somebody interrupted
+him. Then we started what appeared to be a very ordinary rubber.
+
+My partner perhaps was not quite at his best when it was my turn to lead;
+at least he never seemed particularly enthusiastic about anything I did
+lead, but otherwise--well, I might almost have been at the Robinsons'. Then
+suddenly he doubled one no-trump.
+
+I searched feverishly for my best suit. I had two--four diamonds to the
+eight; four hearts to the eight. A small drop of perspiration gathered upon
+my brow. Then I saw that, whereas I held the two, three, five of hearts, I
+had the two, three, six of diamonds. Breathing a small prayer, I called two
+diamonds. This was immediately doubled by the original declarer of
+no-trumps. My partner said "No," my other opponent said "No," and I,
+thinking it couldn't be worse, switched into my other best suit and made it
+two hearts. The doubler passed and I felt the glow of pride which comes to
+the successful strategist. This was frozen instantly by my partner's
+declaration of two no-trumps.
+
+If Mr. SMILLIE were suddenly transformed into a Duke I am certain he would
+not look so genuinely horror-struck as my partner did when I laid my hand
+upon the table. Yet, as I pointed out, it was his own beastly convention,
+so I just washed my hands of it and leaned back and watched him hurl forth
+his cards as Zeus hurled the thunder-bolts about.
+
+Then, of course, the other convention had to have its innings. My partner
+went one no-trump, and I began to look up my five suit. In the meantime the
+next player on the declaring list doubled the no-trump. This was very
+confusing. Was he playing my partner's convention and asking _his_ partner
+for his best suit? I hesitated; but orders are orders, so, having five
+spades to the nine, I declared two spades. My left-hand enemy said "No"; my
+partner said "No"; and the doubler--well, he doubled again. This time my
+partner, being Dummy, hurled down all his thunder-bolts--thirteen small
+ones--at once. When it was all over he explained at some length that he did
+not wish ever to be taken out of an opponent's double. I expect this was
+another convention he was going to tell me about when he was interrupted in
+the overture to the rubber. Anyway he hadn't told me, and I at some slight
+cost--five hundred--had nobly carried out his programme.
+
+When eventually the final blow fell and we, with the aid of the club
+secretary, were trying to add up the various columns of figures, the waiter
+brought up the evening papers. I seized one and, looking at the chief
+events of the day, remarked, "STEVENSON is playing a great game." My late
+partner said, "Ah, you're interested in billiards." I admitted the soft
+impeachment. "Yes," he said dreamily, "a fine game, billiards; you never
+have to play against three opponents."
+
+I have now definitely decided that playing my 2 handicap game at the
+Robinsons' and my plus 1 in the home circle is all the bridge I really care
+about.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ ANOTHER IMPENDING APOLOGY.
+
+ "Man's original evolution from the anthropoid apes ... becomes a
+ reasonable hypothesis, especially when we think of the semi-naked
+ savages who inhabited these islands when Julius Cæsar landed on our
+ shores, and our present Prime Minister."--_Church Family Newspaper._
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ "The contemplated aerial expedition to the South Pole will start in
+ October. Aeroplanes and airships will be used, and the object of the
+ trip is to study magnetic wages."--_Irish Paper._
+
+Incidentally it is expected a new altitude record may be achieved.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: TARTARIN DANS LES INDES.
+
+BOTH (_together_). "TIENS! LE TIGRE!"
+
+[M. CLEMENCEAU has just sailed for India after big game.]]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: _The Wife (peeved at husband going off to football match on
+the anniversary of their wedding-day_). "'AVE YOU FORGOTTEN WHAT 'APPENED
+THIS DAY SEVEN YEARS AGO?"
+
+_The Husband_. "FORGOTTEN? NOT LIKELY, OLD GIRL. WHY, THAT WAS THE DAY
+BOLTON ROVERS BEAT ASTON UNITED FIVE--NOTHING."]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+NEW RHYMES FOR OLD CHILDREN.
+
+ THE SNAIL.
+
+ The life of the snail is a fight against odds,
+ Though fought without fever or flummox;
+ You see, he is one of those gasteropods
+ Which have to proceed on their stomachs.
+
+ Just think how you'd hate to go round on your own,
+ Especially if it was gummy,
+ And wherever you travelled you left on a stone
+ The horrid imprint of your tummy!
+
+ Wherever you hid, by that glutinous trail
+ Some boring acquaintance would follow;
+ And this is the bitter complaint of the snail
+ Who is pestered to death by the swallow.
+
+ But remember, he carries his house on his back,
+ And that is a wonderful power;
+ When he goes to the sea he has nothing to pack,
+ And he cannot be caught in a shower.
+
+ After all there is something attractive in that;
+ And then he can move in a minute,
+ And it's something to have such a very small flat
+ That nobody else can get in it.
+
+ But this is what causes such numbers of snails
+ To throw themselves into abysses:--
+ They are none of them born to be definite males
+ And none of them definite misses.
+
+ They cannot be certain which one of a pair
+ Is the Daddy and which is the Mummy;
+ And that must be even more awful to bear
+ Than walking about on your tummy.
+
+ A.P.H.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ "MOTHER OF 13 HAS TRIPLETS."--_Daily Paper._
+
+The unlucky age.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+SEPTEMBER IN MY GARDEN.
+
+There are few things I find so sorrowful as to sit and smoke and reflect on
+the splendid deeds that one might have been doing if one had only had the
+chance. The PRIME MINISTER feels like this, I suppose, when he remembers
+how unkind people have prevented him from making a land fit for heroes to
+live in, and I feel it about my garden. There can be no doubt that my
+garden is not fit for heroes to saunter in; the only thing it is fit for is
+to throw used matches about in; and there is indeed a certain advantage in
+this. Some people's gardens are so tidy that you have to stick all your
+used matches very carefully into the mould, with the result that next year
+there is a shrubbery of Norwegian pine.
+
+The untidiness of my garden is due to the fault of the previous tenants.
+Nevertheless one can clearly discern through the litter of packing-cases
+which completely surrounds the house that there was originally a garden
+there.
+
+I thought something ought to be done about this, so I bought a little book
+on gardening, and, turning to September, began to read.
+
+"September," said the man, "marks the passing of summer and the advent of
+autumn, the time of ripening ruddy-faced fruits and the reign of a rich and
+gloriously-coloured flora."
+
+About the first part of this statement I have no observation to make. It is
+probably propaganda, subsidised by the Meteorological Office in order to
+persuade us that we still have a summer; it has nothing to do with my
+present theme. But with regard to the ripening ruddy-faced fruits I should
+like to point out that in my garden there are none of these things, because
+the previous tenants took them all away when they left. Not a ruddy-faced
+fruit remains. As for the rich and gloriously-coloured flora, I lifted the
+edges of all the packing-cases in turn and looked for it, but it was not
+there either. It should have consisted, I gather, of "gorgeously-coloured
+dahlias, gay sunflowers, Michaelmas daisies, gladioli and other autumn
+blossoms, adding brightness and gaiety to our flower-garden."
+
+"Gaiety" seems to be rather a strong point with this author, for a little
+further on he says, "The garden should be gay throughout the month with the
+following plants," and then follows a list of about a hundred names which
+sound like complicated diseases of the internal organs. I cannot mention
+them all, but it seems that my garden should be gay throughout with
+_Lysimachia clethroides, Kniphofia nobilis_ and _Pyrethrum uliginosum_. It
+is not. How anything can be gay with _Pyrethrum uliginosum_ I cannot
+imagine. An attitude of reverent sympathy is what I should have expected
+the garden to have. But that is what the man says.
+
+Then there is the greenhouse. "From now onwards," he writes, "the
+greenhouse will meet with a more welcome appreciation than it has during
+the summer months. The chief plants in flower will be _Lantanas_,
+_Campanula pyramidalis_, _Zonal Pelargoniums_," and about twenty more. "Oh,
+they will, will they?" I thought, and opened the greenhouse door and looked
+in. Against the wall there were two or three mouldering peach-trees, and
+all over the roof and floor a riot of green tomatoes, a fruit which even
+when it becomes ruddy-faced I do not particularly like. In a single large
+pot stood a dissipated cactus, resembling a hedgehog suffering from mange.
+
+But what was even more bitter to me than all this ruin and desolation was
+the thought of the glorious deeds I might have been doing if the garden had
+been all right. Phrases from the book kept flashing to my eye.
+
+"Thoroughly scrub the base and sides of the pots, and see that the
+drainage-holes are not sealed with soil." How it thrilled the blood!
+
+"Damp the floors and staging every morning and afternoon, and see that the
+compost is kept uniformly moist." What a fascinating pursuit!
+
+"Feed the plants once a week with liquid manure." It went like a clarion
+call to the heart.
+
+And here I was condemned to _ennui_ and indolence when I might have been
+sitting up all night dosing the _Zonal Pelargoniums_ with hot beef-tea and
+taking the temperature of the _Campanula pyramidalis_. Even with the
+ruddy-faced fruits there would have been plenty to do.
+
+"Wooden trays with open lath bottoms made to slide into a framework afford
+the best means of storing apples and pears. The ripening of pears may be
+accelerated by enclosing them in bran or dry clean sand in a closed tin
+box." It did not say how often one was to clean out the cage, nor whether
+you put groundsel between the bars.
+
+I told the man next door of my sorrows.
+
+"Well, there 's plenty to do," he said. "Get a spade and dig the garden all
+over."
+
+Dig it all over indeed when I ought to be plucking nosegays of _Lysimachia
+clethroides_ and _Pyrethrum uliginosum_ to put in my buttonhole! I prefer
+to dream my dreams.
+
+EVOE.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: _Mistress_. "SO IT'S THE CHAUFFEUR THAT'S GOING TO BE THE
+LUCKY MAN, MARY? I WAS UNDER THE IMPRESSION THAT THE BUTLER WAS THE
+FAVOURED ONE."
+
+_Cook_. "THAT WAS SO, MUM; BUT MR. WILLOUGHBY LET ME SLIP THROUGH HIS
+FINGERS."]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+THE CABMAN AND THE COIN.
+
+"We must wait a minute or two for Sir Charles," said our hostess. "Everyone
+else is here," and she beamed around the room.
+
+The various _mauvais quart d'heure_ dialogues that this speech had
+interrupted were resumed, most of them switching on to the question of
+punctuality. And then a cab was heard to stop outside and after a minute or
+so, presumably spent in financial transactions, the bell rang and the
+knocker knocked.
+
+"That's Sir Charles," said our hostess; "there he is;" and a few moments
+later the guest we all awaited so fervently was in the room, full of
+apologies.
+
+"Never mind why you're late," said our hostess, "I'm sure you couldn't help
+it. Now we'll eat," and once again a dozen Londoners fell into ark-
+approaching formation and moved towards repletion.
+
+The party was familiar enough, after certain solvents of speech had been
+applied, for conversation to become general; and during the _entrée_ we
+were all listening to Sir Charles telling the famous story of the eminent
+numismatist who, visiting the British Museum, was taken for a thief. By way
+of making the narration the more vivid he felt in his pocket for a coin
+with which to illustrate the dramatic crisis, when his expression became
+suddenly alarmed and fixed.
+
+"Good heavens!" he said, fumbling nervously all over his clothes, "I've
+given it to the cabman. Of all the infernal idiocy! I knew I should. I had
+a presentiment that I should get it muddled up with my other money and give
+it away."
+
+"What was it?" he was asked.
+
+"Was it something very valuable?"
+
+"Was it a rare coin?"
+
+Murmurs of sympathy made a low accompaniment.
+
+"It was a goldmohur," said Sir Charles. "A very beautiful coin of the
+Moguls. I keep it as a kind of mascot. I've had it for years, but left it
+behind and it reached me from India only this morning. Having come away
+without it I sent a cable for it to be forwarded on. And now! It's the
+rottenest luck."
+
+"What was it worth?" our hostess asked.
+
+"Not very much. Thirty pounds perhaps. But that isn't it. The money is
+nothing--it's the sentimental associations that make the loss so serious."
+
+"Well," said a practical man, "you needn't despair. Ring up Scotland Yard
+and ask them the best thing to do."
+
+"Did you take the cabman's number?" some one asked.
+
+"Of course he didn't," our hostess replied. "Who ever does a thing like
+that?"
+
+"As a matter of fact," said Sir Charles, "I sometimes do. But this time, of
+course, I didn't." He groaned. "No, it's gone for ever. The cabman will see
+it's gold and sell it. I wouldn't trust your modern taxi-chauffeur with
+anything."
+
+"If you would feel any happier," said our hostess, "do telephone now."
+
+"No," said Sir Charles, "no. It's no use. A coin like that would never be
+surrendered. It's too interesting; even a cabman would realise that.
+Umbrellas they'll take back, of course--umbrellas and bags, but not a
+goldmohur. He'll either keep it to show his pals in public-houses or have
+it fixed up as a brooch for his wife."
+
+As Sir Charles finished speaking and once more turned gloomily to his
+neglected plate the knocker was heard again to knock, and then one of the
+maids approached her mistress and spoke to her in low tones.
+
+Our hostess brightened. "Now, Sir Charles," she said, "perhaps you'll
+revise your opinion of our taxi-drivers. Tell Sir Charles what it is," she
+said to the maid.
+
+"If you please," the maid began, "there's a cabman at the door. He says he
+brought a gentleman here and----" Here she faltered.
+
+"Go on, Robins," said her mistress.
+
+"If you please, I don't like to," said the girl. "It's so--so----"
+
+"I should like to hear it exactly," said Sir Charles.
+
+"Well," said the maid with a burst of courage, "he says there's a gentleman
+here who--who bilked him--who passed a piece of bad money on him in the
+dark. Here it is," and she handed Sir Charles the goldmohur. "And he says
+if he doesn't get an honest shilling in exchange for it he'll have the law
+on him."
+
+E.V.L.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+THE KNELL OF THE NAVY.
+
+Spooner is a remarkable fellow. His duties on board this ship are to fly
+once a week off the deck, revolve twice round the masts and sink thankfully
+down into the water, where we haul him out by the breeches and hang his
+machine up to dry on the fo'c's'le. By performing these duties four times a
+month, he leads us to believe he is preparing the way for the ultimate
+domination of Air Power. We of the Navy are obsolete, and our hulls are
+encrusted with the Harwich barnacle.
+
+The argument proceeds on these lines: One day there will be another
+war--perhaps to-morrow. We of the Navy, coalless and probably by that time
+rumless as well, will rush blindly from our harbours, our masts decked with
+Jolly Rogers and our sailors convulsed with hornpipe, to seek the enemy.
+But, alas, before the ocean spray has wetted our ruby nostrils we shall
+find ourselves descended upon from above and bombed promiscuously in the
+middle watch.
+
+It will be all over inside a nautical second. The sky will be black with
+hostile aircraft, and there will be lead in the stew and bleeding bodies in
+the bilge. Hollow laughter will sound from the bridge, where the Captain
+will find the wheel come away in his hand, and the gramophone will revolve
+eternally on a jazz rune because no one will be alive to stop it. When all
+these things occur we of the Navy will know that our day is past and done.
+
+Why our Mr. Spooner is such a remarkable fellow is because he can sit deep
+in an easy-chair and recite these things without turning a single hair on
+his top lip. Of course he realises that the work of the Navy must go
+on--until the crash descends. But it is rather unsettling for us. It seems
+to give us all a sort of impermanent feeling. Quite naturally we all ask
+what is the use of keeping up the log and painting the ship? Why isn't all
+the spare energy in the ship bent to polishing up our boat-drill? or why
+aren't the people who can afford it encouraged to buy unsinkable
+waistcoats? The Admiralty must know all about it if they are still on
+speaking terms with the Air Ministry. It's a beastly feeling.
+
+Yesterday a formation of powerful aeroplanes, which Spooner called the
+"Clutching Hand," came out from the land and flew round us, and simply
+prodded us with their propellers as we lay defenceless on the water.
+
+The bogey is undoubtedly spreading. The Admiral came aboard this afternoon
+to inspect our new guns. He yawned the whole time in his beard and did not
+ask a single question. We suppose he realises that the whole business is
+merely a makeshift arrangement for the time being and not worth bothering
+about as long as the brass is polished and the guns move up and down
+easily.
+
+Well, as far as we are concerned it only remains for Number One, who has a
+brother in the Air Force, to cancel his winter order with Breezes, the
+naval tailors, and we shall all go below and pack our trunks and get ready
+to hand the ship over to Spooner. If the Navy of the future must be under
+water there is no particular reason why we should be there too.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: MANNERS AND MODES.
+
+FASHIONABLE METEOROLOGY FOR MICHAELMAS. BRITISH ISLES: TEMPERATURE, WARM TO
+CHILLY (ACCORDING TO TASTE).]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: _Jarvey._ "YE'RE ON THE WRONG SIDE AV YERE ROAD, MICK."
+
+_Mick._ "SURE THE COUNTRY'S OUR OWN NOW AND WE CAN DHRIVE WHERE WE LIKE."]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+THE CONSPIRATORS.
+
+1.
+
+My Dear Charles,--You continue to ask me what I am doing, and why, and when
+I am going to sign the Peace, like everyone else, and return to honest
+work. The answer is in the negative. Though I am very fond of peace, I
+don't like work. And, as for being honest, I tend rather to politics. Have
+I never told you that I take a leading part on the Continent in the great
+Class War now raging? And, by the way, has anyone let you know that it is
+only a matter of time before the present order of society is closed down,
+the rule of the proletariat established and people like Charles set on to
+clean the streets or ruthlessly eliminated?
+
+LENIN began to worry about you as long ago as 1915, and you know what
+happens to people when LENIN really starts to worry about them. He wasn't
+satisfied that enough violent interest was being taken in you; the mere
+Socialists he regarded as far too moderate and genteel. As for their First
+and their Second International--he wanted something thoroughgoing,
+something with a bit of ginger to it. So at the Zimmerwald Congress on the
+5th September of that year all the out-and-outs unanimously declared war to
+the knife agin the Government, whatever and wherever the Government might
+be. How many long and weary years have you waited, Charles, to be told what
+Zimmerwaldianism might be--a religious tendency, a political aspiration, a
+valvular disease of the appendix or something to do with motor-cars? Ah,
+but that is as nothing to the secrets I am going to let you into, to force
+you into, before I have done with you.
+
+It was not until well into 1918 that I myself began to worry about LENIN.
+He had left Switzerland by that time, having got tired of the jodelling
+Swiss and their infernally placid mountains. When the revolution broke out
+in Russia he felt it was just the thing for him, and his German backers
+felt he was just the man for it. So LENIN, whose real name isn't LENIN,
+went into partnership with TROTSKY, whose real name isn't TROTSKY, and set
+up in business in Moscow. But the thing was too good to be confined to
+Russia; an export department was clearly called for. It was when they began
+in the "off-licence" trade, in the "jug-and-bottle" business, that they ran
+up against your Henry.
+
+With the view of upheaving Switzerland, LENIN and Co. sent a Legation to
+its capital, the principle being, no doubt, that before you cut another
+people's throat you must first establish friendly relations. This Legation
+arrived in May, 1918, when we were all so occupied with the War, making
+returns and indents and things, that it hoped to pass unnoticed. But there
+was something about that Legation which caught the eye; it had not the
+Foreign Office look about it--smart Homburg hats, washleather gloves,
+attaché-cases with majestic locks, spats ... there was something missing.
+It looked as if it might be so many Anarchists plotting a bomb affair.
+
+And that's what it was. I suppose you will say I am inventing it when I
+tell you that it used to sit round a table, in the basement of an Italian
+restaurant, devising schemes for getting rid of people (especially people
+like Charles) _en bloc_; that it didn't provide the Italian restaurant-
+keeper with as much money as he thought he could do with; that the Italian
+restaurant-keeper came round to see us after dark; wouldn't give his name;
+came into the room hurriedly; locked the door behind him; whispered "H'st!"
+and told us all about it. It requires an Italian to do that sort of thing
+properly; but this fellow was better than the best. I couldn't go to a
+cinema for months afterwards because it lacked the thrill of real life.
+
+We were so impressed with his performance that we asked him his trade. He
+dropped the sinister, assumed the bashful and told us that he was an
+illusionist and juggler before he took to restaurant-keeping and sleuthing.
+He juggled four empty ink-pots for our entertainment and made one of them
+disappear. Not quite the way to treat a world-revolution; but there! This
+was all in the autumn of 1918, when we were naturally a bit above
+ourselves.
+
+Switzerland has four frontiers--German, Austrian, Italian and French.
+Lenin's Legation had opened up modestly and without ostentation as becomes
+a world's reformer, a distributing office on each one of the four. Somehow
+I could never work myself up to be really alarmed at jolly ANNA BALABANOFF,
+but I fancy she has done as much harm since as most people achieve here on
+earth. Her job was to work into Italy; but in those days, when war
+conditions still prevailed, she couldn't do much more than stand on the
+shores of the Lake of Lugano and scowl at the opposite side, which is
+Italian. Do you remember the lady's photograph in our daily Press? If so
+you will agree with me that even that measure was enough to start unrest in
+Italy....
+
+Charles, my lad, let us break off there and leave you for a week all of a
+tremble. In the course of these Sensational Revelations we are going to see
+something of the arrangements made for the break-up of the old world,
+which, with all its faults, we know we still love. The process of
+reconstruction is not yet defined, and will probably not be attempted in
+our time. In any case, when things arrive at that stage, there will be no
+Charles and, I am still more sorry to say, no Henry.
+
+Now, whatever you may think about it, I for one am not prepared to be
+scrapped and to become part of a dump of oddments waiting instructions for
+removal from a Bolshevist Disposals Board. You know what these Disposal
+Boards are; one's body might lie out in the rain for years while the
+minutes were being passed round the Moscow Departments. I have worried
+myself to death about it, and now I am going to worry you. I am going to
+make your flesh creep and your blood run cold. No use your telling me you
+don't care what is coming along in the future, provided you can be left in
+peace for the present. _I shall tap you on the shoulder and shall whisper
+into your ear the resolutions passed with regard to you as recently as the
+end of July last at Moscow._. I'll make you so nervous that you daren't get
+into bed, and, once in bed, daren't get out again. I expect to have you mad
+in about three weeks, and even then I shall pass more copies of this paper,
+with more revelations in them, through the bars of your asylum window.
+
+All that for sixpence a week is not expensive, is it, dear Charles?
+
+Yours ever,
+
+HENRY.
+
+(_To be continued._)
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: _Officer._ "WHEN YOU SEE A MOON LIKE THAT, THOMPSON, DOESN'T
+IT SOMETIMES MAKE YOU FEEL A LITTLE BIT SENTIMENTAL?"
+
+_P.O._ "NO, SIR, I CAN'T SAY IT DO. THE ON'Y TIME I GETS SLOPPY NOW IS WHEN
+I'VE 'AD A FEW NICE-LOOKIN' PINTS O' BEER."]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+COMMERCIAL CANDOUR.
+
+ "Do not delay. The above coats will last only few hours."--_New Zealand
+ Star._
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ "Mr. ---- highly recommends his Butler; left through death."--_Morning
+ Paper._
+
+Should suit SIR OLIVER LODGE.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ "Black Waler Mare, 15-1, six years off, up to 14 stones, easy paces,
+ regularly ridden by a lady touched in wind."--_Weekly Paper._
+
+This doesn't matter if the mare is all right.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: _Golfer_ (_to old lady who has established herself on the
+border of the fairway_). "EXCUSE ME, MADAM, BUT DO YOU KNOW IT IS RATHER
+DANGEROUS TO SIT THERE?"
+
+_Old Lady._ "OH, THANK YOU VERY MUCH--BUT I'M SITTING ON A BIT OF MY
+NEWSPAPER."]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+TO JAMES IN THE BATH.
+
+ Without the bolted door at muse I stand,
+ My restive sponge and towel in my hand.
+ Thus to await you, Jimmy, is not strange,
+ But as I wait I mark a woeful change.
+ Time was when wrathfully I should have heard
+ Loud jubilation mock my hope deferred;
+ For who, first in the bathroom, fit and young,
+ Would, as he washed, refrain from giving tongue,
+ Nor chant his challenge from the soapy deep,
+ Inspired by triumph and renewed by sleep?
+ Then how is this? Here have I waited long,
+ Yet heard no crash of surf, no snatch of song.
+ James, I am sad, forgetting to be cold;
+ Does this decorum mean that we grow old?
+ I knew you, James, as clamorous in your bath
+ As porpoises that thresh the ocean-path;
+ Oh! as you bathed when we were happy boys,
+ You drowned the taps with inharmonious noise;
+ Above the turmoil of the lathered wave
+ How you would bellow ditties of the brave!
+ How, wilder that the sea-mew, through the foam
+ Whistle shrill strains that agonised your home.
+ In the brimmed bath you revelled; all the floor
+ Was swamped with spindrift; underneath the door
+ The maddened water gushed, while strong and high
+ Your piercing top-note staggered passers-by.
+ But now I hear the running taps alone,
+ A faint and melancholy monotone;
+ Or just a gentle swirl when sober hope
+ Searches the bath's profound to salve the soap.
+ Sadly I kick the unresponsive door;
+ Youth, with its blithe ablutions, is no more.
+
+ W.K.H.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+IN A GOOD CAUSE.
+
+Among the minor charitable organisations of London not the least admirable
+and useful is the Santa Claus Home at Highgate, which the two Misses
+CHARLES have been administering with such devotion and success since 1891.
+Its modest aim is to keep open twenty beds for small children suffering
+from hip and spinal disease, and to give them such treatment as will
+prevent them becoming hopeless cripples; and this purpose hitherto has been
+fulfilled no one can say exactly how, but with help not only from known
+friends but mysteriously from the ravens. To-day, however, the high cost of
+living has set up a very serious obstacle, and debt and failure seem
+inevitable unless five hundred pounds can be collected quickly. Any reader
+of _Punch_ moved to bestow alms on as sincere and deserving a a work of
+altruism as could be found is urged to send a donation to Miss CHARLES,
+Santa Claus Home, Cholmeley Park, Highgate, N.6.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ "Although its run in the evening bill must necessarily be limited to
+ two weeks, steps will be taken to remove it to other quarters should it
+ prove to the taste of the public. _That failing, it will continue to be
+ given at the ---- Theatre for a series of matinées._"--_Daily Paper._
+
+The italics are ours, though it is not really our funeral, as we never go
+to matinées.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: SALVAGE.
+
+OLD KING COAL (_to his champion_). "HAVE YOU SAVED THE SITUATION?"
+
+MR. SMILLIE. "WELL, BETWEEN OURSELVES, I WOULDN'T QUITE SAY THAT; BUT I'M
+HOPING TO SAVE MY FACE."]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: THE RETURN FROM THE HOLIDAY.
+
+"SED REVOCARE GRADUM ... HOC OPUS, HIC LABOR, EST."]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+THE SHRIMP TEST.
+
+At last we have an explanation of a good deal of the social and industrial
+unrest of recent months. Since April there has been a serious shrimp
+shortage.
+
+How far this is responsible for dissatisfaction among the miners and other
+workers it is impossible to say; but in other circles of society this
+shrimp shortage has been responsible for much. From golf-courses this
+summer has come a stream of complaint that the game is not what it was.
+Sportsmen, again, have gone listlessly to their task and have petulantly
+wondered why the bags have been so poor. House-parties have been failures.
+In many a Grand Stand nerves have gone to pieces. Undoubtedly this grave
+news from the North Sea is the explanation. What can one expect when there
+are no shrimps for tea?
+
+For the eating of shrimps is more than a mere assimilation of nourishment,
+more even than the consumption of an article of diet which is beneficial to
+brain tissues and nerve centres. After all, the oyster or the haddock
+serves equally well for those purposes.
+
+But before one eats a shrimp a certain deftness and delicacy of
+manipulation are needed to effect the neat extraction of the creature from
+its unpalatable cuticle. Not so with the haddock.
+
+Shrimp-eating is something more than table deportment; it is a test of
+_sangfroid_ and _savoir faire_, qualities so necessary to the welfare of
+the nation. The man who can efficiently prepare shrimps for seemly
+consumption, chatting brightly the while with his fair neighbour and
+showing neither mental nor physical distress, can be relied upon to comport
+himself with efficiency whether in commerce or statecraft.
+
+Watch a man swallow an oyster, and how much more do you know of him after
+the operation than you knew before? But put him in a Marchioness's
+drawing-room and set a shrimp before him, and the manner in which he
+tackles the task will reveal the sort of stuff he is made of.
+
+The shrimp test is one before which physically strong men have broken down,
+while the seemingly weak have displayed amazing fortitude.
+
+In these days, when it behoves every man among us to be at his best, we
+view this famine in shrimps with grave concern, and we trust that the Board
+of Agriculture and Fisheries is alive to the significance of this crisis.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+PUBLISHER'S COLUMN.
+
+ "Colonel Repington's Diary.
+
+ NEW BOOKS.
+ The Revelation of St. John.
+
+ NEW FICTION.
+ The Autobiography of Judas Iscariot."--_Scotch Paper._
+
+And MARGOT next week.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+RAINY MORNING.
+
+ As I was walking in the rain
+ I met a fairy down a lane.
+ We walked along the road together;
+ I soon forgot about the weather.
+ He told me lots of lovely things:
+ The story that the robin sings,
+ And where the rabbits go to school,
+ And how to know a fairy pool,
+ And what to say and what to do
+ If bogles ever bother you.
+
+ The flowers peeped from hedgy places
+ And shook the raindrops from their faces,
+ And furry creatures all the way
+ Came popping out and said "Good-day."
+ But when we reached the little bend
+ Just where the village houses end
+ He seemed to slip into the ground,
+ And when I looked about I found
+ The rain was suddenly all over
+ And the sun shining on the clover.
+
+ R.F.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+PAROCHIAL HUMOUR.
+
+ "CHURCH OUTING.--All arrangements for the outing were made by the Hon.
+ Sec., and we are grateful to him for a very happy day. A walk to ----
+ Church, cricket, tea and a game of bounders formed the programme."--
+ _Parish Magazine._
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ "PRONUNCIATIONS IN THIS PAPER.
+
+ Bona fides ... Boner-fy-dees.
+ Grasse ... Grar."--_The Children's Newspaper._
+
+The idear!
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: _Enlightened Yokel_ (_explaining the picture in a hoarse
+whisper_). "THE BLEW BE THE ZEE, JEM, AN' THE YALLER BE THE CORN, SURE
+NUFF. AN' THE BIT O' BROWN IN THE CORNER--BUST ME, THAT MUST BE TH' OL'
+GEYSER 'ERSELF!"]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+MIRIAM'S TWO BABIES.
+
+That last morning at Easthaven, Miriam, alone of us three, preserved her
+equanimity. I had arisen with the lark, having my own things to pack, to
+say nothing--though nothing was not the only thing I said--of Billie's pram
+and Billie's cot and Billie's bath. I wished afterwards I had let the lark
+rise by himself; if I do heavy work before breakfast I always feel a little
+depressed ("snappy" is Miriam's crude synonym) for the remainder of the
+day.
+
+As to Billie, his first farewells went off admirably. He blew a kiss to the
+lighthouse, that tall friend who had winked at him so jovially night after
+night. And it was good to see him hoisted aloft--pale-blue jersey,
+goldilocks and small wild-rose face--to hug his favourite fisherman, Mr.
+Moy, of the grizzled beard and the twinkling eyes.
+
+But when the time came for Billie to say good-bye to the beach he refused
+point-blank.
+
+"Billie wants to keep it," he vociferated.
+
+Miriam, woman-like, was all for compromise. Billie should fill his pail
+with pretty pebbles and take them to London in the puffer-train. I
+demurred. The fishermen already complained that the south-easterly gales
+were scouring their beach away. Moreover, as I explained to Miriam, ere
+long it would devolve upon me to carry the dressing-case, Billie himself
+and--as likely as not--the deck-chairs and the tea-basket. Why increase my
+burdens by a hundredweight or so of Easthaven beach?
+
+It ended by her admitting I was perfectly right, and--by Billie filling his
+pail with pretty pebbles.
+
+I still had that feeling of depression when we returned to our rooms for an
+early luncheon (there's nothing I so detest); after which we discovered
+that Miriam thought I had told the man to call for the luggage at 12.45,
+while I thought that Miriam had told the man to call for the luggage at
+12.45.
+
+And then we had to change twice, and the trains were crowded, and Miriam
+insisted on looking at _The Daily Dressmaker_, and Billie insisted on not
+looking at _Mother Goose_.
+
+At Liverpool Street station I kept my temper in an iron control while
+pointing out to quite a number of taxi-men the ease with which Billie's
+pram and Billie's cot and Billie's bath could be balanced upon their
+vehicles. But the climax came when, Miriam having softened the heart of one
+of them, we were held up in a block at Oxford Circus, and Billie, _à
+propos_ of nothing, drooped his under lip and broke into a roar--
+
+"Billie wants the sea-side! Billie wants Mr. Moy!"
+
+I suppose Miriam did her best, but he was not to be quieted, and old ladies
+in omnibuses peered reproaches at me, the cruel, cruel parent. I frowned
+upon Miriam.
+
+"Will nothing stop the child?"
+
+"There's a smut on your nose, dear," was all she replied. I rubbed my nose;
+I also ground my teeth....
+
+I was still wrestling on the pavement with the pram, the cot and the rest
+of it, when Billie's cries from within the house suddenly ceased. Had the
+poor little chap burst something? I hurried indoors and found him--all
+sunshine after showers--seated on the floor with rocking-horse and Noah's
+ark and butcher's shop grouped around him.
+
+"He's quite good now he's got his toys," he assured me, no doubt echoing
+something Miriam had just said.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+I reached my study and collapsed into a chair. What a day! But little by
+little, shelf upon shelf, I became aware of the books I had not seen for a
+whole month: LAMB, my Elizabethans, a row of STEVENSON. I did not want to
+read; it was enough to feast one's eyes on their backs, to take down a
+volume and handle it my old green-jacketed BROWNING, for instance. And the
+small red MEREDITHS all needed rearranging.
+
+A little later I turned round to see Miriam standing in the doorway.
+Remorse seized me; I put an arm about her, with--"Tired, old thing?"
+
+She looked down at my books and, half-smiling, she looked up again.
+
+"He's quite good now he's got his toys," she said, and kissed me.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+VERY PERSONAL.
+
+Just to see what it looks like with my name in it, I have been making a
+diary of my doings (some real, some imaginary) in the approved language of
+the Society and Personal column.
+
+I am Mr. James Milfly. This is how it looks:--
+
+"Yesterday was the fortieth birthday of Mr. James Milfly. He passed it
+quietly at the office and at home. No congratulatory messages were received
+and no replies will be sent."
+
+"Among the outgoing passengers on the paddle steamer _Solent Tortoise_, on
+Tuesday, was Mr. James Milfly. He returned to the mainland the same
+evening, and will be at Southsea four days longer, after which, unless he
+can think of an adequate excuse, he will return to town."
+
+"Mr. James Milfly, who recently sustained a laceration of the finger while
+cleaning his safety razor after use, passed another good night. The injured
+member is healing satisfactorily, and no further bulletins will be issued."
+
+"The performance of _The Bibulous Butler_ at the Corinthian Theatre last
+night was witnessed by Mr. James Milfly and party, who occupied two seats
+in the eighth row of the pit."
+
+"Mr. James Milfly is a guest for the week-end at Acacia Lodge, Clumpton,
+the residence of his old friend, Mr. Albert Purges. Excellent sparrow-
+shooting was enjoyed after tea on Saturday in the famous home coverts from
+which the lodge derives its title."
+
+"Among those unable to be present at the Duchess of Dibdale's reception on
+Friday was Mr. James Milfly, no invitation having reached him."
+
+"Mr. James Milfly has been granted his wife's authority to wear on his
+watch-chain the bronze medal of the Blimpham Horticultural Society, won by
+his exhibit of a very large marrow at the society's recent show."
+
+"Maria, Mrs. Murdon, is visiting her son-in-law, Mr. James Milfly. Her stay
+is likely to be a lengthy one."
+
+"Mr. James Milfly will spend the greater part of to-morrow in London. No
+letters will be forwarded."
+
+Try this for yourself. You have no idea what a sense of pomp and well-fed
+importance it gives you.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: _Kirk Elder._ "MAN, I'M SHOCKED TAE HEAR YOU'RE GAUN TAE GET
+MARRIT TAE A LASSIE O' NINETEEN."
+
+_Angus._ "OCH, SHE'S THE SAME AGE AS MA FIRRST WIFE WHEN I MARRIT _HER_."]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ "THE WEATHER.
+
+ 'Fair generally: night frosts,' is the forecast for the next 24
+ months."--_Provincial Paper._
+
+The best news for a long time.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+HOW TO BRIGHTEN VILLAGE LIFE.
+
+ "The exterior painting of the day school has been completed by the
+ Vicar, assisted by the caretaker. Their appearance is greatly improved
+ as a result."--_Provincial Paper._
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ "---- HOTEL DINING-ROOM.
+
+ OPEN TO NON-RESIDENTS WITH ORCHESTRAL ACCOMPANIMENT."--_Jersey Paper._
+
+Residents, we understand, need only bring their mouth (and other) organs.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ "Wanted, 'Cello (could reside in if desired)."--_Provincial Paper._
+
+The housing problem solved at last.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+Smith Minor says he would rather be called Smith Secundus. There is a
+pleasanter sound about that qualification just now.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+AT THE PLAY.
+
+"A Night Out."
+
+Everybody except myself seems to recall the fact that the late farce of
+this name, adapted from _L'Hôtel du Libre Echange_, ran for five hundred
+nights before it expired. Some restorative music has now been applied to it
+and the corpse has revived. Indeed there are the usual signs of another
+long run. The trouble is that nearly all the cast at the Winter Garden
+Theatre seem to think that, if the play is to run, they must run too. They
+don't keep still for a moment, because they dare not. Even Mr. LESLIE
+HENSON, whose fun would be more effective if he didn't try so hard, feels
+that he must be at top pressure all the while with his face and his body
+and his words. Yet he could well afford to keep some of his strength in
+reserve, for he is a born humourist (in what one might perhaps call the
+Golliwog vein). But, whether it is that he underrates his own powers or
+that he can't contain himself, he keeps nothing in reserve; and the others,
+less gifted, follow his lead. They persist in "pressing," as if they had no
+confidence in their audience or their various authors or even themselves.
+
+One is, of course, used to this with singers in musical comedy, who make a
+point of turning the lyrics assigned to them into unintelligible patter.
+Perhaps in the present case we lost little by that, though there was one
+song (of which I actually heard the words) that seemed to me to contain the
+elements of a sound and consoling philosophy. It ran something like this:--
+
+ For you won't be here and I won't be here
+ When a hundred years are gone,
+ But somebody else will be well in the cart*
+ And the world will still go on.
+
+ * Or, alternatively, soup.
+
+Mr. LESLIE HENSON, as I have hinted, allowed himself--and us--no rest. His
+energy was devastating; he gave the audience so much for their money that
+in the retrospect I feel ashamed of not having paid for my seat. One's
+taste for him may need acquiring; but, once acquired, there is clearly no
+getting away from it. Perhaps his most irresistible moment was when he laid
+out six policemen and then meekly surrendered to a female constable who led
+him off by the ear.
+
+Mr. FRED LESLIE (a name to conjure with!) was almost fiercely emphatic in
+the part of _Paillard_, and I preferred the relatively quiet methods of Mr.
+AUSTIN MELFORD, who did without italics. Mr. RALPH ROBERTS was droll as a
+waiter; and it may have been my fault that I found Mr. DAVY BURNABY rather
+unfunny in the part of _Matthieu_.
+
+Of the ladies, two could sing and two, or even three, could act (Miss LILY
+ST. JOHN could do both); nearly all had good looks and a few of them were
+pleasantly acrobatic.
+
+The scene of the Hotel Pimlico, with an alleged private sitting-room on one
+side, an alleged bedroom on the other, and a hall and staircase in the
+middle, was extraordinarily unconvincing. The partition walls came to an
+end at quite a long distance from the front; and, with the general company
+spreading themselves at large over the whole width of the foreground, it
+was very difficult to entertain any illusion of that privacy which is of
+the essence of the _cabinet particulier_. I say nothing of the bedroom,
+whose tenancy was frankly promiscuous.
+
+The fun, of course, is old-fashioned; if one may say it of a French farce,
+it is Victorian. Apart from a few topical allusions worked in rather
+perfunctorily there is scarcely anything said or done that might not have
+been said or done in the 'eighties. But for a certain type of Englishman
+there is a perennial attraction in feeling that at any moment the
+proprieties may be outraged. That they never actually are outraged does not
+seem very greatly to affect his pleasure. He can always console himself
+with easy conjecture of the wickedness of the original. So there will never
+be wanting a public for these _Noctes Parisianæ_.
+
+Let us hope that somehow it all helps to keep the sacred flame of the
+Entente burning. _Vive MILLERAND!_
+
+O.S.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+BETTERING THE BANYOROS.
+
+(_By a Student of Anthropology._)
+
+Sir JAMES FRAZER'S luminous _résumé_ of the investigations of the MACKIE
+Expedition amongst the Banyoros has only one defect. He omits all reference
+to the subsequent and even more fruitful visit of the Expedition to the
+adjoining Noxas tribe, whose manners and customs are of extraordinary
+interest. This remarkable race are noted not merely for their addiction to
+the dance, but for the kaleidoscopic rapidity with which the dances
+themselves are changed from season to season. Only a few years ago the
+entire tribe were under the spell of the Ognat, which in turn gave place to
+the Tortskof and the Zaj, the last named being an exercise in which violent
+contortions of the body were combined with the profoundest melancholy of
+facial expression. Curiously enough the musicians who are employed at these
+dances are not of indigenous stock, but of a negroid type and are imported
+from a distance at high salaries.
+
+The literary gifts of this singular tribe are on a par with their saltatory
+talent, but are at present mainly occupied in the keeping of personal
+records, led therein by a chieftainess named Togram, in which the
+conversations, peculiarities, complexions and dresses of their friends are
+set down and described with ferocious _bonhomie_. The tablets containing
+these records are then posted up in conspicuous places of resort, with the
+most stimulating and entertaining results.
+
+It is noteworthy that the ruler of the country is not chosen from the
+dancing or Bunihugoro section of the community, but from the powerful Renim
+clan, who devote themselves intermittently to the task of providing the
+country with fuel. The chieftain wields great power and is regarded with
+reverence by his followers, but is in turn expected to devote himself
+entirely to their interests, and if he fails to satisfy is promptly
+replaced by a more energetic leader. As the great bulk of the community
+yield allegiance to an hereditary sovereign of strictly defined powers this
+interesting country offers the agreeable spectacle of a state in which the
+dulness of constitutional government is happily tempered by the delights of
+industrial dictatorship.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+TO CERTAIN CAUTIOUS PROPHETS.
+
+(_Suggested by the almost invariable form of the last sentence in the
+Weather Report._)
+
+ Ye watchers of the wind and rain,
+ Forgive me for becoming nettled
+ By your monotonous refrain:
+ "The further outlook is unsettled."
+
+ When, on a bright and sunlit morn,
+ I rise refreshed and finely fettled
+ Your cue is not to cheer but warn:
+ "The further outlook is unsettled."
+
+ They are too rare, these halcyon days,
+ When earth's a paradise rose-petalled,
+ For you to chill us with a phrase:
+ "The further outlook is unsettled."
+
+ Too often have I shirked the goal
+ At which (as Scotsmen say) I ettled,
+ Discouraged by your words of dole:
+ "The further outlook is unsettled."
+
+ For instance, lately I resigned
+ A trip to Shetland to be shettled;
+ Your menace made me change my mind:
+ "The further outlook is unsettled."
+
+ Henceforth I'm going to defy
+ You and your breed, inert, unmettled,
+ Who chant that sad Cassandra cry:
+ "The further outlook is unsettled."
+
+ Ay, if I held untrammelled sway
+ I'd have you bottled up and kettled
+ Like djinns, until you ceased to say:
+ "The further outlook is unsettled."
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: MAJOR-GENERAL X AT THE FRONT IN 1918--]
+
+[Illustration: AND ON THE BRIGHTON ROAD IN 1920.]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+PIGS.
+
+"Pigs pays," said Mrs. Pugsley.
+
+"So I have heard."
+
+"Pigs always pays; but Pugsley's pigs pays prodigious."
+
+I rejoiced with her.
+
+"Took 'em up sudden, he did; and now that interested! You'd never think
+that pigs 'ld twine themselves round a man's heart, so to speak, would
+you?"
+
+"No."
+
+"That's how it is with Willum. Reads nothing but about pigs; they'm his
+only joy. In partnership with Uncle Eli over them. First time Uncle Eli
+took to anything wholesome in his life. When Willum loses a pig he's that
+low that he puts on a black tie. Wonnerful!"
+
+It was. I knew Willum, otherwise Uncle Billy, and something about his
+tastes. I had the pleasure of meeting him on the foreshore that afternoon.
+No doubt he was studying pigs; but the title of the book he had in his hand
+was _Form at a Glance_.
+
+"Pig form, I presume," said I politely.
+
+"Now then, Missie, don't go giving me away. All's lovely at home. Me and
+Uncle Eli has clubbed together to buy Bodger's racing tips. Bodger's got
+brain. Doing very well, we are. Sure, I can't tell the missus, and she a
+Plymouth Rock."
+
+"Isn't it Plymouth Sister?"
+
+"Maybe; but I think there's a rock in it somewhere. Anyway we agreed when
+we married to keep our purses in the same drawer, and mine's bulging."
+
+"You are a brave man, Uncle Billy. What about the day she will want to see
+your pigs?"
+
+"A thought that wakes me at night. We keep 'em out in the country, I'd have
+you know. There, why take a fence before you come to it? There'll be wisdom
+given."
+
+Apparently there was, but the address from which the wisdom came was
+indistinct.
+
+"Willum," said Mrs. Pugsley one day, "to-morrow I'm coming to see they pigs
+of yours; bless their fat sides!"
+
+"You shall, my tender dear," said Uncle Billy. "Yes, to-morrow noon you'll
+see the blessed things."
+
+Almost at dawn he presented himself at Farmer Dodge's and astonished that
+good man by asking to be allowed to hire a few pigs for the day.
+
+Farmer Dodge scratched his head.
+
+"Well, I've been asked to loan out most things in my time, but never pigs
+before. Where be taking them?"
+
+"Home."
+
+"That's a matter of better than two miles. Have 'ee thought of the wear and
+tear and the loss of good lard? No, Uncle Billy, I won't fly against the
+will of Heaven. If pigs had been meant to go for walks they'd have had legs
+according. Their legs hain't for walking; they'm for hams."
+
+Uncle Billy drew near and explained. Farmer Dodge grinned.
+
+"To do down your missus? Well, I like a jest as well as any, and to put
+females in their place is meat and taties to me; but 'tis a luxury, and
+luxury is what you like but can do without."
+
+In the end Uncle Billy drove a bargain by which he secured the use of six
+pigs for a few hours and paid three shillings per pig. For three-and-six he
+also hired the help of a boy to drive them; as he remarked, he could have
+had more than another pig for that money, but it would be warm work for him
+alone.
+
+The inhabitants of the houses on the terrace of the little sea-side town
+where the Pugsleys lived were thrilled at noon by the arrival of a small
+herd of swine. The animals looked rather tired but settled down contentedly
+in the front-garden of No. 3.
+
+Mrs. Pugsley, hearing their voices, came to the door.
+
+"Why, Willum, I was just making ready to come out with you to go and see
+them."
+
+"My tender dear," he said with emotion, "would I let you be taken miles in
+this heat to see the finest pigs ever littered? No. 'Tis not for my wife to
+go to see pigs, 'tis for pigs to come to see my wife. Here they be. That's
+Spion Kop, the big black one--called because 'tis the highest mountain in
+America and he's to make the highest price. The pink one is Square Measure,
+for he'll eat his own size in meal any day. That's Diadem--no, it's not;
+Diadem lost--I should say Diadem's lost to us." Uncle Billy lifted his hat
+reverently. "The ginger one is Comrade--a fine name."
+
+"Why, 'tis a little sow."
+
+"And what better comrade than a blessed female, my loving dear, and who'd
+know that better than me?"
+
+"Don't you go mixing me up with the pigs, Willum; I won't have it. What's
+the name of that perky black one?"
+
+"Mount Royal," said Uncle Billy. "I'm a KING'S man and like to respect they
+set over me. Royal just means one of the KING'S family."
+
+The parade was dismissed; the herd returned to its home and Uncle Billy
+paid the cost of wear and tear.
+
+He sat smoking that evening in a state of blissful content. All had gone
+well; the dreaded black moment was over. Mrs. Pugsley knitted furiously in
+silence.
+
+"Now what might you be turning over in that mind of yours?" asked Uncle
+Billy.
+
+"Pigs."
+
+"Couldn't do better."
+
+"And their names. Maybe you won't christen any more until after the
+Cesarewitch."
+
+She folded up her knitting and went to bed, leaving Uncle Billy as if
+turned to stone. When he recovered he sought out Uncle Eli and said:--
+
+"Eli, she's known all along. She knowed when I was driving they brasted
+pigs here in the heat. She's never been took in at all. And that's a woman.
+That's what married me."
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: _Bridegroom_ (_twenty minutes late, excitedly, to Verger_).
+"DON'T TELL ME THE THING'S OVER."]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ "It would be wrong to enter upon political questions in these pages,
+ but there can be no harm in suggesting that prayer should be made as
+ much for our rulers at Westminster as for people in Ireland. The
+ Collect, with certain alterations, for Those at Sea would seem
+ especially suitable."--_Exeter Diocesan Gazette._
+
+Very neatly and clerically put.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: _Smith_ (_member of bowling club_). "DO YOU KNOW THESE BALLS
+COST FIVE GUINEAS EACH?"
+
+_Jones_ (_golfer_). "BY JOVE! I HOPE YOU DON'T LOSE MANY IN THE 'ROUGH.'"]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+OUR BOOKING-OFFICE.
+
+(_By Mr. Punch's Staff of Learned Clerks_.)
+
+Undeniably ours is an age in which fond memory fills not only the heart of
+man but the shelves of the circulating libraries to a degree bordering upon
+excess. But, let reminiscences be even more frequent than they are, there
+would yet remain a welcome for such a book as Mr. W.H. MALLOCK'S attractive
+_Memoirs of Life and Literature_ (CHAPMAN AND HALL). The reason of this
+lies not more in the interest of what is told than in the fact that these
+memories have the advantage of being recalled by one who is master of a
+singularly engaging pen. Nothing in the book better displays its quality of
+charm than the opening chapters, with their picture of an old-world
+Devonshire, and in particular the group of related houses in which the
+boyhood of the future anti-socialist was so delightfully spent. Gracious
+homes have always had a special appeal to the author of _The New Republic_,
+as you are here reminded in a score of happy recollections. Then comes
+Oxford, and that meeting with SWINBURNE in the Balliol drawing-room that
+seems to have been the common experience of memoir-writers. Some
+entertaining chapters give a cheerful picture of London life when Mr.
+MALLOCK entered it, and Society, still Polite, opened its most exclusive
+doors to the young explorer. The rest of the book is devoted to a record of
+friendships, travel, an analysis of the writer's literary activities, and a
+host of good stories. Perhaps I have just space for one quotation--the
+prayer delivered by the local minister in the hall of Ardverike: "God bless
+Sir John; God bless also her dear Leddyship; bless the tender youth of the
+two young leddies likewise. We also unite in begging Thee to have mercy on
+the puir governess." A book of singular fragrance and individuality.
+
+The Victorians used to talk, perhaps do still, about the lure of the stage;
+but I am inclined to suppose this was as nothing beside the lure of the
+stage-novel. All our writers apparently feel it, and in most cases their
+bones whiten the fields of failure. But amongst those of whom this
+certainly cannot be said is Mr. HORACE A. VACHELL, whose new book, _The
+Fourth Dimension_ (MURRAY), has both pleased and astonished me by its
+freedom from those defects that so often ruin the theatrical story. For one
+thing, of course, the explanation of this lies in my sustaining confidence
+that I was being handed out the genuine stuff. When a dramatist of Mr.
+VACHELL'S experience says that stage-life is thus and thus, well, I have to
+believe him. As a fact I seldom read so convincing a word-picture of that
+removed and esoteric existence. The title (not too happy) means the world
+beyond the theatre, that which so many players count well lost for the
+compensations of applause and fame; and the story is of a young and
+phenomenally successful actress, _Jess Yeo_, in whom the claims of
+domesticity and the love of her dramatist husband are shown in conflict
+with the attractions of West-End stardom and photographs in the illustrated
+papers. Eventually--but I suppose I can hardly tell that without spoiling
+for you what goes before the event. Anyhow, if I admit that the ending did
+not inspire me with any sanguine hope of happiness ever after, it at least
+put a pleasant finish on an attractive and successful tale.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+_In the Mountains_ (MACMILLAN) is one of those pleasant books of which the
+best review would be a long string of quotations, and that is a very
+complimentary thing to say about any novel. Written in diary form, on the
+whole successfully, it tells little of doing and much of being, and a great
+deal more of feeling than of either. It is scarcely necessary after that to
+add that it is discursive. As a matter of fact I found that for me that
+half of its charm which did not lie in being whisked off, as it were by
+magic, to sit in the sunshine of Switzerland lay in its author's
+reflections upon subjects quite unconnected with her story, and as far
+apart from each other as LAW'S _Serious Call_ and the effect of different
+kinds of underclothing on the outward demeanour of the wearer. From the
+human document point of view it is as a picture of the convalescence of a
+soul sick with grief that _In the Mountains_ deserves attention. I cannot
+imagine that anyone who has ever got well again after sorrow will fail to
+recognise its truth. The little mystery and the slender love-story which
+hold the discursiveness together are just sufficient but so slight that
+they shall not even be hinted at here. For the rest the book is whimsical,
+thoughtful, sentimental by turns and, in spite of its tolerance, a shade
+superior; with now and then a phrase which left me wondering whether a
+blushing cheek would deserve the Garter motto's rebuke; in fact it
+resembles more than anything else on earth what the "German garden" of a
+certain "Elizabeth" might grow into if she transplanted it to a Swiss
+mountain-top.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+_Peregrine in Love_ (HODDER AND STOUGHTON) is a story whose sentimental
+title does it considerably less than justice. It gives no indication of
+what is really an admirably vivacious comedy of courtship and intrigue,
+with a colonial setting that is engagingly novel. Miss C. FOX SMITH seems
+to know Victoria and the island of Vancouver with the intimacy of long
+affection; her pen-pictures and her idiom are both of them convincingly
+genuine. The result for the reader is a twofold interest, half in seeing
+what will be to most an unfamiliar place under expert guidance, half in the
+briskly moving intrigue supposed to be going on there. I say "supposed,"
+because, to be frank, Miss FOX SMITH'S story, good fun as it is, hardly
+convinces like her setting. You may, for example, feel that you have met
+before in fiction the lonely hero who rescues the solitary maiden, his
+shipmate, from undesirable society, and falls in love with her, only to
+learn that she is voyaging to meet her betrothed. At this point I suppose
+most novel-readers would have given fairly long odds against the betrothed
+in question keeping the appointment, and I may add that they would have won
+their money. Not that _Peregrine_ was going to find the course of his love
+run smooth in spite of this; being a hero and a gentleman he had for one
+thing to try, and keep on trying, to bring the affianced pair together, and
+thus provide the tale with another than its clearly predestined end. Of
+course he doesn't succeed, but the attempt furnishes capital entertainment
+for everybody concerned, and proves that Mr. Punch's "C.F.S." can write
+prose too.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+The title of _Gold Must be Tried by Fire_ (MACMILLAN) might be called
+axiomatic for the precise type of fiction represented by the story.
+Because, if gold hadn't to be tried by fire, you might obviously marry the
+hero and heroine on the first page and save everybody much trouble and
+expense. Mr. RICHARD AUMERLE MAHER, however, knows his job better than
+that. True, he marries his heroine early, but to the wrong man, the Labour
+leader and crook, _Will Lewis_, who vanishes just before the entrance of
+the strong but unsilent hero, only to reappear (under an alias) in time to
+get shot in a strike riot. Mr. MAHER'S book comes, as you may already have
+guessed, from that great country where they have replaced alcohol by sugar,
+and where (perhaps in consequence) heroines of such super-sentimentality as
+_Daidie Grattan_ have no terrors for them. Personally I found her and her
+exploits on burning ships, besieged mills and the like a trifle sticky. For
+the rest you have some interesting details of the workings of the paper
+industry; a style that to the unfamiliar eye is at times startling (as
+when, on page 282, the hero's head "snapped erect"); and lots and lots of
+love. As for the ending, to relieve any apprehensions on your part, let me
+quote it. "Taking her swiftly in his arms, he questioned: 'Has the gold
+come free from the fire at last, my darling?' 'Gold or dross,' she
+whispered as she yielded, 'it is your own.'" _Ah!_
+
+ * * * * *
+
+_Love's Triumph_ (METHUEN) is concerned to a great extent with the
+development of a raw Kentucky lad into an attractive and resourceful man;
+but its chief interest lies rather with his trainer. When _Victor
+McCalloway_ arrived in Kentucky and took _Boone Wellver_ under his wing it
+became obvious enough that he was bent on reconstructing his own life as
+well as moulding _Boone's_. _McCalloway_, when the seal of his past is
+broken, turns out to be _Sir Hector Dinwiddie, D.S.O., K.C.B._, a
+tradesman's son who was generally believed to have killed himself in Paris.
+I must assume that Mr. CHARLES NEVILLE BUCK intended us to recognise in
+_Sir Hector_ a certain General whose name acquired a painful notoriety not
+so long ago. The reader may form what opinion he likes of the good taste of
+all this, but there can be no question that the author has drawn a fine
+character. At the outset his style is so jumpy that the story is difficult
+to follow, but presently its course grows clearer and I fancy that you will
+follow it keenly, as I did, to the end.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: WORRIES OF THE DARK AGES.
+
+_Peaceful Knight_ (_who has called to ask his way at a strange castle_).
+"OH, CONFOUND IT! I WISH I'D READ THE NOTICE BEFORE I BLEW THE HORN. I
+DON'T FEEL A BIT LIKE FIGHTING GIANTS TO-DAY, AND BESIDES I PROMISED TO BE
+HOME EARLY FOR DINNER."]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+STRENUOUS LIFE IN THE WEST.
+
+ "At a charity concert at Clifton recently nearly 200 glass tumblers
+ disappeared in the course of a week."--_Daily Paper._
+
+Very deplorable, of course. Still, towards the end of the sixth consecutive
+day would the audience be fully responsible?
+
+
+
+
+
+
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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 159,
+September 29th, 1920, by Various
+
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+Title: Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 159, September 29th, 1920
+
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+
+ <h1>PUNCH,<br />
+ OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.</h1>
+
+ <h2>Vol. 159.</h2>
+ <hr class="full" />
+
+ <h2>September 29th, 1920.</h2>
+ <hr class="full" />
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="page241" id="page241"></a>[pg 241]</span>
+
+<h2>CHARIVARIA.</h2>
+
+ <p>An epidemic of measles is reported in the North. It seems that in
+ these days of strikes people are either coming out in sympathy or in
+ spots.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>The secret of industrial peace, says a sporting paper, is more
+ entertainment for the masses. We have often wondered what our workers do
+ to while away the time between strikes.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>"The cost of living for working-class families," says Mr. C.A. <font
+ class="sc">McCurdy</font>, the Food Controller, "will probably increase
+ by 9<i>s.</i> 6<i>d.</i> a week at Christmas." That is, of course, if
+ Christmas ever comes.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>We understand that Dean <font class="sc">Inge</font> has been invited
+ to meet the <font class="sc">Food Controller</font>, in order to defend
+ his title.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>"Nobody wants a strike," says Mr. <font class="sc">Brace</font>, M.P.
+ We can only suppose therefore that they must be doing it for the
+ films.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>An American artist who wanted to paint a storm at sea is reported to
+ have been lashed to a mast for four hours. We understand that he
+ eventually broke away and did it after all.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>"What is England's finance coming to?" asks a City editor in a
+ contemporary. We can only say it isn't coming to us.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>In Petrograd the fare for half-an-hour's cab ride is equal to two
+ hundred pounds in English money at the old rate of exchange. Fortunately
+ in London one could spend the best part of a day in a taxi-cab for that
+ amount.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>"Before washing a flannel suit," says a home journal, "shake it and
+ beat it severely with a stick." Before doing this, however, it would be
+ just as well to make sure that the whole of the husband has been
+ removed.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>A lion-tamer advertises in a contemporary for a situation. It is
+ reported that Mr. <font class="sc">Smillie</font> contemplates engaging
+ him for Sir <font class="sc">Robert Horne</font>.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>Whatever else happens, somebody says, the public must hang together.
+ But what does he think we do in a Tube?</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>"Primroses have been gathered at Welwyn," says <i>The Evening
+ News</i>. As even this seems to have failed we think it is time to drop
+ these attempts to draw the <font class="sc">Poet Laureate</font>.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>Glasgow licensees are being accused of giving short whisky measure. It
+ is even said that in some extreme cases they paint the whisky on the
+ glass with a camel-hair brush.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>Mice, says Mrs. <font class="sc">Greive</font>, of Whins, hate the
+ smell of mint. So do lambs.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>"Coal strike or no coal strike," says <i>The Daily Mail</i>, "the
+ Commercial Motor Exhibition at Olympia will not be postponed." This is
+ the dogged spirit that made England what it used to be.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>Orpheus of old, an American journal reminds us, could move stones with
+ his music. We have heard piano-players who could move whole families; but
+ this was before the house shortage.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>The National Association of Dancing Masters has decided to forbid "the
+ cockroach dive" this year. Our advice to the public in view of this
+ decision is to go about just as if nothing serious had happened.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>A large party of American University students are on a visit to
+ Switzerland. It is satisfactory to know that the Alps are counted every
+ morning and all Americans searched before they leave the country.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>"The English house would make an ideal home," says an American
+ journal. Possibly, if people only had one.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>Three statues have been stolen in one week from Berlin streets. It is
+ now suggested that the London police might be taken off duty for one
+ night in order to give the thief a sporting chance.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>It is not true, says an official report, that Scottish troops are
+ being sent to Ireland. We are pleased to note this indication that the
+ bagpipes should only be used in cases of great emergency.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>"What does the Mexican President stand for?" asks <i>The New York
+ Globe</i>. Probably because the Presidential chair is so thorny.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>The Dublin County authorities have decided to release from their
+ asylums all but the most dangerous lunatics. We are assured that local
+ conditions in no way justify this discrimination.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>A jury of children has been empanelled in Paris to decide which of the
+ toys exhibited at the Concours Lupine is the most amusing. We understand
+ that at the time of going to press an indestructible rubber uncle is
+ leading by several votes.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>A burglar arrested in Berlin was taken ill, and while operating upon
+ him the surgeons found in his stomach six silver spoons, some forks, a
+ number of screws and a silver nail file. Medical opinion inclines to the
+ theory that his illness was due to something he had swallowed.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+ <div class="figcenter" style="width:50%;">
+ <a href="images/231.png"><img width="100%" src="images/231.png"
+ alt="THE HOSPITALITY OF THE NEIGHBOUR CLUB." /></a>
+ <p>MEMBER OF CLUB WHICH IS CLOSED FOR CLEANING ACCEPTS THE PROFFERED
+ HOSPITALITY OF NEIGHBOUR CLUB.</p>
+ </div>
+<hr />
+
+<h4>A Fair Warning.</h4>
+
+ <blockquote>
+ <p>"<font class="sc">Required.</font>&mdash;English Child to play
+ afternoons with French boy ten years; good
+ retribution."&mdash;<i>Continental Daily Mail.</i></p>
+
+ </blockquote>
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <blockquote>
+ <p>"THE NATIONAL LAYING TEST, 1920-21.</p>
+
+ <div class="poem">
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p class="i8"><font class="sc">Sections.</font></p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>1. White Leghorns.</p>
+ <p>2. White Wyandottes.</p>
+ <p>3. Rhode Island Reds.</p>
+ <p>4. Any other Sitting Breeds.</p>
+ <p>5. Any other Non-Sitting Breeds.</p>
+ <p>6. Championship (any Breed).</p>
+ <p>7. Great Eastern Railway Employees."</p>
+ <p class="i4"><i>Poultry, for the Farmer and Fancier.</i></p>
+ </div>
+ </div>
+
+ </blockquote>
+ <p>We shall treat the porters at Liverpool Street with more respect in
+ future.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="page242" id="page242"></a>[pg 242]</span>
+
+<h2>MICHAELMAS AND THE GOOSE.</h2>
+
+ <blockquote>
+ <p>(<i>Lines written under the threat of a Coal-strike</i>).</p>
+
+ </blockquote>
+ <div class="poem">
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>You for whose Mass by immemorial use,</p>
+ <p class="i2">When Autumn enters on his annual cycle,</p>
+ <p class="i6">We offer up the fatted goose</p>
+ <p class="i6">Mid fragrant steam of apple-juice,</p>
+ <p class="i12">Hear our appeal, O Michael!</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>Sir, do not try our piety too sore,</p>
+ <p class="i2">Bidding us sacrifice&mdash;a wrench how cruel!&mdash;</p>
+ <p class="i6">Her whom we prize all geese before&mdash;</p>
+ <p class="i6">The one that lays that precious ore,</p>
+ <p class="i12">Our priceless daily fuel.</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>Her output, as it is, shows want of will</p>
+ <p class="i2">To check the slackness growing rife and rifer;</p>
+ <p class="i6">And it would fall far lower still</p>
+ <p class="i6">(Being, indeed, reduced to <i>nil</i>)</p>
+ <p class="i12">If they should go and knife her.</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>Yet there are men who press the slaughterers' claim</p>
+ <p class="i2">In sympathetic language, talking loosely;</p>
+ <p class="i6">Among them Mr. <font class="sc">Gosling</font>&mdash;shame</p>
+ <p class="i6">That anyone with such a name</p>
+ <p class="i12">Should cackle so ungoosely!</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>Not in your honour would that bird be slain</p>
+ <p class="i2">If they should kill her&mdash;and the hour is critical&mdash;</p>
+ <p class="i6">But for their own ends, thus to gain</p>
+ <p class="i6">An object palpably profane</p>
+ <p class="i12">(That is to say, political).</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>Defend her, Michael! you who smote the crew</p>
+ <p class="i2">Of Satan on the jaw and stopped their bluffing;</p>
+ <p class="i6">So, if you see her safely through,</p>
+ <p class="i6">We'll give you thrice your usual due</p>
+ <p class="i12">Of other geese (with stuffing).</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p class="i16">O.S.</p>
+ </div>
+ </div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<h2>BRIDGE CONVENTIONS.</h2>
+
+ <p>The game of Auction Bridge may be divided into three species. There is
+ the one we play at home, the second which we play at the Robinsons', and
+ the third that is played at the high table at my club.</p>
+
+ <p>The three games are peculiarly distinct, but I have only recently
+ discovered, at some expense, that each one has its particular
+ conventions. At home, if I venture a light no-trump, and Joan, sitting on
+ my right, exclaims well out of turn, "Oh! father," we all know that Joan
+ has the no-trumper, and the play proceeds accordingly.</p>
+
+ <p>At the Robinsons' it is different. Suppose I make a call of one spade
+ and the elder hand two hearts, and my partner (let us suppose he is
+ Robinson) passes, and I say "Two spades," and the elder hand says "Three
+ hearts," and Robinson bellows "No," I at once realise that it would be
+ extremely dangerous to call three spades.</p>
+
+ <p>These two typical forms of convention are quite clear and seldom lead
+ to any misunderstanding. But the high table at the club is different,
+ and, if I might say so with all diffidence, the conventions there are not
+ so well defined. In fact they may lead to terrible confusion. I speak
+ with confidence on this point because I tried them a few days ago.</p>
+
+ <p>Three disconsolate monomaniacs wanted making up, and I, dwelling upon
+ the strong game I had recently been playing at home, threw precaution to
+ the winds and made them up. My partner was a stern man with a hard blue
+ eye and susceptible colouring. After we had cut he informed me that,
+ should he declare one no-trump, he wished to be taken out into a major
+ suit of five; also, should he double one no-trump, he required me to
+ declare without fail my best suit. He was going to tell me some more but
+ somebody interrupted him. Then we started what appeared to be a very
+ ordinary rubber.</p>
+
+ <p>My partner perhaps was not quite at his best when it was my turn to
+ lead; at least he never seemed particularly enthusiastic about anything I
+ did lead, but otherwise&mdash;well, I might almost have been at the
+ Robinsons'. Then suddenly he doubled one no-trump.</p>
+
+ <p>I searched feverishly for my best suit. I had two&mdash;four diamonds
+ to the eight; four hearts to the eight. A small drop of perspiration
+ gathered upon my brow. Then I saw that, whereas I held the two, three,
+ five of hearts, I had the two, three, six of diamonds. Breathing a small
+ prayer, I called two diamonds. This was immediately doubled by the
+ original declarer of no-trumps. My partner said "No," my other opponent
+ said "No," and I, thinking it couldn't be worse, switched into my other
+ best suit and made it two hearts. The doubler passed and I felt the glow
+ of pride which comes to the successful strategist. This was frozen
+ instantly by my partner's declaration of two no-trumps.</p>
+
+ <p>If Mr. <font class="sc">Smillie</font> were suddenly transformed into
+ a Duke I am certain he would not look so genuinely horror-struck as my
+ partner did when I laid my hand upon the table. Yet, as I pointed out, it
+ was his own beastly convention, so I just washed my hands of it and
+ leaned back and watched him hurl forth his cards as Zeus hurled the
+ thunder-bolts about.</p>
+
+ <p>Then, of course, the other convention had to have its innings. My
+ partner went one no-trump, and I began to look up my five suit. In the
+ meantime the next player on the declaring list doubled the no-trump. This
+ was very confusing. Was he playing my partner's convention and asking
+ <i>his</i> partner for his best suit? I hesitated; but orders are orders,
+ so, having five spades to the nine, I declared two spades. My left-hand
+ enemy said "No"; my partner said "No"; and the doubler&mdash;well, he
+ doubled again. This time my partner, being Dummy, hurled down all his
+ thunder-bolts&mdash;thirteen small ones&mdash;at once. When it was all
+ over he explained at some length that he did not wish ever to be taken
+ out of an opponent's double. I expect this was another convention he was
+ going to tell me about when he was interrupted in the overture to the
+ rubber. Anyway he hadn't told me, and I at some slight cost&mdash;five
+ hundred&mdash;had nobly carried out his programme.</p>
+
+ <p>When eventually the final blow fell and we, with the aid of the club
+ secretary, were trying to add up the various columns of figures, the
+ waiter brought up the evening papers. I seized one and, looking at the
+ chief events of the day, remarked, "<font class="sc">Stevenson</font> is
+ playing a great game." My late partner said, "Ah, you're interested in
+ billiards." I admitted the soft impeachment. "Yes," he said dreamily, "a
+ fine game, billiards; you never have to play against three
+ opponents."</p>
+
+ <p>I have now definitely decided that playing my 2 handicap game at the
+ Robinsons' and my plus 1 in the home circle is all the bridge I really
+ care about.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+ <blockquote>
+<h4>Another Impending Apology.</h4>
+
+ <p>"Man's original evolution from the anthropoid apes ... becomes a
+ reasonable hypothesis, especially when we think of the semi-naked savages
+ who inhabited these islands when Julius Cæsar landed on our shores, and
+ our present Prime Minister."&mdash;<i>Church Family Newspaper.</i></p>
+
+ </blockquote>
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <blockquote>
+ <p>"The contemplated aerial expedition to the South Pole will start in
+ October. Aeroplanes and airships will be used, and the object of the trip
+ is to study magnetic wages."&mdash;<i>Irish Paper.</i></p>
+
+ </blockquote>
+ <p>Incidentally it is expected a new altitude record may be achieved.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="page243" id="page243"></a>[pg 243]</span>
+
+ <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;">
+ <a href="images/233.png"><img width="100%" src="images/233.png"
+ alt="TARTARIN DANS LES INDES." /></a>
+ <h3>TARTARIN DANS LES INDES.</h3>
+
+ <p class="center"><font class="sc">Both</font> (<i>together</i>).
+ "TIENS! LE TIGRE!"</p>
+
+ <p class="center">[M. <font class="sc">Clemenceau</font> has just
+ sailed for India after big game.]</p>
+ </div>
+<hr />
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="page244" id="page244"></a>[pg 244]</span>
+
+ <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;">
+ <a href="images/234.png"><img width="100%" src="images/234.png"
+ alt="Forgotten? Not likely!" /></a>
+ <p><i>The Wife (peeved at husband going off to football match on the
+ anniversary of their wedding-day</i>). "<font class="sc">'Ave you
+ forgotten what 'appened this day seven years ago?</font>"</p>
+
+ <p><i>The Husband</i>. "<font class="sc">Forgotten? Not likely, old
+ girl. Why, that was the day Bolton Rovers beat Aston United five&mdash;
+ nothing.</font>"</p>
+ </div>
+<hr />
+
+<h2>NEW RHYMES FOR OLD CHILDREN.</h2>
+
+ <div class="poem">
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p class="i8"><font class="sc">The Snail.</font></p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>The life of the snail is a fight against odds,</p>
+ <p class="i2">Though fought without fever or flummox;</p>
+ <p>You see, he is one of those gasteropods</p>
+ <p class="i2">Which have to proceed on their stomachs.</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>Just think how you'd hate to go round on your own,</p>
+ <p class="i2">Especially if it was gummy,</p>
+ <p>And wherever you travelled you left on a stone</p>
+ <p class="i2">The horrid imprint of your tummy!</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>Wherever you hid, by that glutinous trail</p>
+ <p class="i2">Some boring acquaintance would follow;</p>
+ <p>And this is the bitter complaint of the snail</p>
+ <p class="i2">Who is pestered to death by the swallow.</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>But remember, he carries his house on his back,</p>
+ <p class="i2">And that is a wonderful power;</p>
+ <p>When he goes to the sea he has nothing to pack,</p>
+ <p class="i2">And he cannot be caught in a shower.</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>After all there is something attractive in that;</p>
+ <p class="i2">And then he can move in a minute,</p>
+ <p>And it's something to have such a very small flat</p>
+ <p class="i2">That nobody else can get in it.</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>But this is what causes such numbers of snails</p>
+ <p class="i2">To throw themselves into abysses:&mdash;</p>
+ <p>They are none of them born to be definite males</p>
+ <p class="i2">And none of them definite misses.</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>They cannot be certain which one of a pair</p>
+ <p class="i2">Is the Daddy and which is the Mummy;</p>
+ <p>And that must be even more awful to bear</p>
+ <p class="i2">Than walking about on your tummy.</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p class="i16">A.P.H.</p>
+ </div>
+ </div>
+
+<hr />
+
+ <blockquote>
+ <p>"MOTHER OF 13 HAS TRIPLETS."&mdash;<i>Daily Paper.</i></p>
+
+ </blockquote>
+ <p>The unlucky age.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<h2>SEPTEMBER IN MY GARDEN.</h2>
+
+ <p>There are few things I find so sorrowful as to sit and smoke and
+ reflect on the splendid deeds that one might have been doing if one had
+ only had the chance. The <font class="sc">Prime Minister</font> feels
+ like this, I suppose, when he remembers how unkind people have prevented
+ him from making a land fit for heroes to live in, and I feel it about my
+ garden. There can be no doubt that my garden is not fit for heroes to
+ saunter in; the only thing it is fit for is to throw used matches about
+ in; and there is indeed a certain advantage in this. Some people's
+ gardens are so tidy that you have to stick all your used matches very
+ carefully into the mould, with the result that next year there is a
+ shrubbery of Norwegian pine.</p>
+
+ <p>The untidiness of my garden is due to the fault of the previous
+ tenants. Nevertheless one can clearly discern through the litter of
+ packing-cases which completely surrounds the house that there was
+ originally a garden there.</p>
+
+ <p>I thought something ought to be <span class="pagenum"><a
+ name="page245" id="page245"></a>[pg 245]</span> done about this, so I
+ bought a little book on gardening, and, turning to September, began to
+ read.</p>
+
+ <p>"September," said the man, "marks the passing of summer and the advent
+ of autumn, the time of ripening ruddy-faced fruits and the reign of a
+ rich and gloriously-coloured flora."</p>
+
+ <p>About the first part of this statement I have no observation to make.
+ It is probably propaganda, subsidised by the Meteorological Office in
+ order to persuade us that we still have a summer; it has nothing to do
+ with my present theme. But with regard to the ripening ruddy-faced fruits
+ I should like to point out that in my garden there are none of these
+ things, because the previous tenants took them all away when they left.
+ Not a ruddy-faced fruit remains. As for the rich and gloriously-coloured
+ flora, I lifted the edges of all the packing-cases in turn and looked for
+ it, but it was not there either. It should have consisted, I gather, of
+ "gorgeously-coloured dahlias, gay sunflowers, Michaelmas daisies,
+ gladioli and other autumn blossoms, adding brightness and gaiety to our
+ flower-garden."</p>
+
+ <p>"Gaiety" seems to be rather a strong point with this author, for a
+ little further on he says, "The garden should be gay throughout the month
+ with the following plants," and then follows a list of about a hundred
+ names which sound like complicated diseases of the internal organs. I
+ cannot mention them all, but it seems that my garden should be gay
+ throughout with <i>Lysimachia clethroides, Kniphofia nobilis</i> and
+ <i>Pyrethrum uliginosum</i>. It is not. How anything can be gay with
+ <i>Pyrethrum uliginosum</i> I cannot imagine. An attitude of reverent
+ sympathy is what I should have expected the garden to have. But that is
+ what the man says.</p>
+
+ <p>Then there is the greenhouse. "From now onwards," he writes, "the
+ greenhouse will meet with a more welcome appreciation than it has during
+ the summer months. The chief plants in flower will be <i>Lantanas</i>,
+ <i>Campanula pyramidalis</i>, <i>Zonal Pelargoniums</i>," and about
+ twenty more. "Oh, they will, will they?" I thought, and opened the
+ greenhouse door and looked in. Against the wall there were two or three
+ mouldering peach-trees, and all over the roof and floor a riot of green
+ tomatoes, a fruit which even when it becomes ruddy-faced I do not
+ particularly like. In a single large pot stood a dissipated cactus,
+ resembling a hedgehog suffering from mange.</p>
+
+ <p>But what was even more bitter to me than all this ruin and desolation
+ was the thought of the glorious deeds I might have been doing if the
+ garden had been all right. Phrases from the book kept flashing to my
+ eye.</p>
+
+ <p>"Thoroughly scrub the base and sides of the pots, and see that the
+ drainage-holes are not sealed with soil." How it thrilled the blood!</p>
+
+ <p>"Damp the floors and staging every morning and afternoon, and see that
+ the compost is kept uniformly moist." What a fascinating pursuit!</p>
+
+ <p>"Feed the plants once a week with liquid manure." It went like a
+ clarion call to the heart.</p>
+
+ <p>And here I was condemned to <i>ennui</i> and indolence when I might
+ have been sitting up all night dosing the <i>Zonal Pelargoniums</i> with
+ hot beef-tea and taking the temperature of the <i>Campanula
+ pyramidalis</i>. Even with the ruddy-faced fruits there would have been
+ plenty to do.</p>
+
+ <p>"Wooden trays with open lath bottoms made to slide into a framework
+ afford the best means of storing apples and pears. The ripening of pears
+ may be accelerated by enclosing them in bran or dry clean sand in a
+ closed tin box." It did not say how often one was to clean out the cage,
+ nor whether you put groundsel between the bars.</p>
+
+ <p>I told the man next door of my sorrows.</p>
+
+ <p>"Well, there 's plenty to do," he said. "Get a spade and dig the
+ garden all over."</p>
+
+ <p>Dig it all over indeed when I ought to be plucking nosegays of
+ <i>Lysimachia clethroides</i> and <i>Pyrethrum uliginosum</i> to put in
+ my buttonhole! I prefer to dream my dreams.</p>
+
+<p class="author"><font class="sc">Evoe.</font></p>
+
+<hr />
+
+ <div class="figcenter" style="width:66%;">
+ <a href="images/235.png"><img width="100%" src="images/235.png"
+ alt="The lucky man." /></a>
+ <p><i>Mistress</i>. "<font class="sc">So it's the chauffeur that's
+ going to be the lucky man, Mary? I was under the impression that the
+ butler was the favoured one</font>."</p>
+
+ <p><i>Cook</i>. "<font class="sc">That was so, Mum; but Mr. Willoughby
+ let me slip through his fingers</font>."</p>
+ </div>
+<hr />
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="page246" id="page246"></a>[pg 246]</span>
+
+<h2>THE CABMAN AND THE COIN.</h2>
+
+ <p>"We must wait a minute or two for Sir Charles," said our hostess.
+ "Everyone else is here," and she beamed around the room.</p>
+
+ <p>The various <i>mauvais quart d'heure</i> dialogues that this speech
+ had interrupted were resumed, most of them switching on to the question
+ of punctuality. And then a cab was heard to stop outside and after a
+ minute or so, presumably spent in financial transactions, the bell rang
+ and the knocker knocked.</p>
+
+ <p>"That's Sir Charles," said our hostess; "there he is;" and a few
+ moments later the guest we all awaited so fervently was in the room, full
+ of apologies.</p>
+
+ <p>"Never mind why you're late," said our hostess, "I'm sure you couldn't
+ help it. Now we'll eat," and once again a dozen Londoners fell into
+ ark-approaching formation and moved towards repletion.</p>
+
+ <p>The party was familiar enough, after certain solvents of speech had
+ been applied, for conversation to become general; and during the
+ <i>entrée</i> we were all listening to Sir Charles telling the famous
+ story of the eminent numismatist who, visiting the British Museum, was
+ taken for a thief. By way of making the narration the more vivid he felt
+ in his pocket for a coin with which to illustrate the dramatic crisis,
+ when his expression became suddenly alarmed and fixed.</p>
+
+ <p>"Good heavens!" he said, fumbling nervously all over his clothes,
+ "I've given it to the cabman. Of all the infernal idiocy! I knew I
+ should. I had a presentiment that I should get it muddled up with my
+ other money and give it away."</p>
+
+ <p>"What was it?" he was asked.</p>
+
+ <p>"Was it something very valuable?"</p>
+
+ <p>"Was it a rare coin?"</p>
+
+ <p>Murmurs of sympathy made a low accompaniment.</p>
+
+ <p>"It was a goldmohur," said Sir Charles. "A very beautiful coin of the
+ Moguls. I keep it as a kind of mascot. I've had it for years, but left it
+ behind and it reached me from India only this morning. Having come away
+ without it I sent a cable for it to be forwarded on. And now! It's the
+ rottenest luck."</p>
+
+ <p>"What was it worth?" our hostess asked.</p>
+
+ <p>"Not very much. Thirty pounds perhaps. But that isn't it. The money is
+ nothing&mdash;it's the sentimental associations that make the loss so
+ serious."</p>
+
+ <p>"Well," said a practical man, "you needn't despair. Ring up Scotland
+ Yard and ask them the best thing to do."</p>
+
+ <p>"Did you take the cabman's number?" some one asked.</p>
+
+ <p>"Of course he didn't," our hostess replied. "Who ever does a thing
+ like that?"</p>
+
+ <p>"As a matter of fact," said Sir Charles, "I sometimes do. But this
+ time, of course, I didn't." He groaned. "No, it's gone for ever. The
+ cabman will see it's gold and sell it. I wouldn't trust your modern
+ taxi-chauffeur with anything."</p>
+
+ <p>"If you would feel any happier," said our hostess, "do telephone
+ now."</p>
+
+ <p>"No," said Sir Charles, "no. It's no use. A coin like that would never
+ be surrendered. It's too interesting; even a cabman would realise that.
+ Umbrellas they'll take back, of course&mdash;umbrellas and bags, but not
+ a goldmohur. He'll either keep it to show his pals in public-houses or
+ have it fixed up as a brooch for his wife."</p>
+
+ <p>As Sir Charles finished speaking and once more turned gloomily to his
+ neglected plate the knocker was heard again to knock, and then one of the
+ maids approached her mistress and spoke to her in low tones.</p>
+
+ <p>Our hostess brightened. "Now, Sir Charles," she said, "perhaps you'll
+ revise your opinion of our taxi-drivers. Tell Sir Charles what it is,"
+ she said to the maid.</p>
+
+ <p>"If you please," the maid began, "there's a cabman at the door. He
+ says he brought a gentleman here and&mdash;&mdash;" Here she
+ faltered.</p>
+
+ <p>"Go on, Robins," said her mistress.</p>
+
+ <p>"If you please, I don't like to," said the girl. "It's
+ so&mdash;so&mdash;&mdash;"</p>
+
+ <p>"I should like to hear it exactly," said Sir Charles.</p>
+
+ <p>"Well," said the maid with a burst of courage, "he says there's a
+ gentleman here who&mdash;who bilked him&mdash;who passed a piece of bad
+ money on him in the dark. Here it is," and she handed Sir Charles the
+ goldmohur. "And he says if he doesn't get an honest shilling in exchange
+ for it he'll have the law on him."</p>
+
+<p class="author">E.V.L.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<h2>THE KNELL OF THE NAVY.</h2>
+
+ <p>Spooner is a remarkable fellow. His duties on board this ship are to
+ fly once a week off the deck, revolve twice round the masts and sink
+ thankfully down into the water, where we haul him out by the breeches and
+ hang his machine up to dry on the fo'c's'le. By performing these duties
+ four times a month, he leads us to believe he is preparing the way for
+ the ultimate domination of Air Power. We of the Navy are obsolete, and
+ our hulls are encrusted with the Harwich barnacle.</p>
+
+ <p>The argument proceeds on these lines: One day there will be another
+ war&mdash;perhaps to-morrow. We of the Navy, coalless and probably by
+ that time rumless as well, will rush blindly from our harbours, our masts
+ decked with Jolly Rogers and our sailors convulsed with hornpipe, to seek
+ the enemy. But, alas, before the ocean spray has wetted our ruby nostrils
+ we shall find ourselves descended upon from above and bombed
+ promiscuously in the middle watch.</p>
+
+ <p>It will be all over inside a nautical second. The sky will be black
+ with hostile aircraft, and there will be lead in the stew and bleeding
+ bodies in the bilge. Hollow laughter will sound from the bridge, where
+ the Captain will find the wheel come away in his hand, and the gramophone
+ will revolve eternally on a jazz rune because no one will be alive to
+ stop it. When all these things occur we of the Navy will know that our
+ day is past and done.</p>
+
+ <p>Why our Mr. Spooner is such a remarkable fellow is because he can sit
+ deep in an easy-chair and recite these things without turning a single
+ hair on his top lip. Of course he realises that the work of the Navy must
+ go on&mdash;until the crash descends. But it is rather unsettling for us.
+ It seems to give us all a sort of impermanent feeling. Quite naturally we
+ all ask what is the use of keeping up the log and painting the ship? Why
+ isn't all the spare energy in the ship bent to polishing up our
+ boat-drill? or why aren't the people who can afford it encouraged to buy
+ unsinkable waistcoats? The Admiralty must know all about it if they are
+ still on speaking terms with the Air Ministry. It's a beastly
+ feeling.</p>
+
+ <p>Yesterday a formation of powerful aeroplanes, which Spooner called the
+ "Clutching Hand," came out from the land and flew round us, and simply
+ prodded us with their propellers as we lay defenceless on the water.</p>
+
+ <p>The bogey is undoubtedly spreading. The Admiral came aboard this
+ afternoon to inspect our new guns. He yawned the whole time in his beard
+ and did not ask a single question. We suppose he realises that the whole
+ business is merely a makeshift arrangement for the time being and not
+ worth bothering about as long as the brass is polished and the guns move
+ up and down easily.</p>
+
+ <p>Well, as far as we are concerned it only remains for Number One, who
+ has a brother in the Air Force, to cancel his winter order with Breezes,
+ the naval tailors, and we shall all go below and pack our trunks and get
+ ready to hand the ship over to Spooner. If the Navy of the future must be
+ under water there is no particular reason why we should be there too.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="page247" id="page247"></a>[pg 247]</span>
+
+ <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;">
+ <a href="images/237.png"><img width="100%" src="images/237.png"
+ alt="MANNERS AND MODES." /></a>
+ <h3>MANNERS AND MODES.</h3>
+
+ <p>FASHIONABLE METEOROLOGY FOR MICHAELMAS. BRITISH ISLES: TEMPERATURE,
+ WARM TO CHILLY (ACCORDING TO TASTE).</p>
+ </div>
+<hr />
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="page248" id="page248"></a>[pg 248]</span>
+
+ <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;">
+ <a href="images/238.png"><img width="100%" src="images/238.png"
+ alt="The wrong side av yere road." /></a>
+ <div class="i16">
+ <p><i>Jarvey.</i> <font class="sc">"Ye're on the wrong side av yere
+ road, Mick."</font></p>
+
+ <p><i>Mick.</i> <font class="sc">"Sure the country's our own now and we
+ can dhrive where we like."</font></p>
+ </div>
+ </div>
+<hr />
+
+<h2>THE CONSPIRATORS.</h2>
+
+<p class="center">1.</p>
+
+ <p>My Dear Charles,&mdash;You continue to ask me what I am doing, and
+ why, and when I am going to sign the Peace, like everyone else, and
+ return to honest work. The answer is in the negative. Though I am very
+ fond of peace, I don't like work. And, as for being honest, I tend rather
+ to politics. Have I never told you that I take a leading part on the
+ Continent in the great Class War now raging? And, by the way, has anyone
+ let you know that it is only a matter of time before the present order of
+ society is closed down, the rule of the proletariat established and
+ people like Charles set on to clean the streets or ruthlessly
+ eliminated?</p>
+
+ <p><font class="sc">Lenin</font> began to worry about you as long ago as
+ 1915, and you know what happens to people when <font
+ class="sc">Lenin</font> really starts to worry about them. He wasn't
+ satisfied that enough violent interest was being taken in you; the mere
+ Socialists he regarded as far too moderate and genteel. As for their
+ First and their Second International&mdash;he wanted something
+ thoroughgoing, something with a bit of ginger to it. So at the Zimmerwald
+ Congress on the 5th September of that year all the out-and-outs
+ unanimously declared war to the knife agin the Government, whatever and
+ wherever the Government might be. How many long and weary years have you
+ waited, Charles, to be told what Zimmerwaldianism might be&mdash;a
+ religious tendency, a political aspiration, a valvular disease of the
+ appendix or something to do with motor-cars? Ah, but that is as nothing
+ to the secrets I am going to let you into, to force you into, before I
+ have done with you.</p>
+
+ <p>It was not until well into 1918 that I myself began to worry about
+ <font class="sc">Lenin</font>. He had left Switzerland by that time,
+ having got tired of the jodelling Swiss and their infernally placid
+ mountains. When the revolution broke out in Russia he felt it was just
+ the thing for him, and his German backers felt he was just the man for
+ it. So <font class="sc">Lenin</font>, whose real name isn't <font
+ class="sc">Lenin</font>, went into partnership with <font
+ class="sc">Trotsky</font>, whose real name isn't <font
+ class="sc">Trotsky</font>, and set up in business in Moscow. But the
+ thing was too good to be confined to Russia; an export department was
+ clearly called for. It was when they began in the "off-licence" trade, in
+ the "jug-and-bottle" business, that they ran up against your Henry.</p>
+
+ <p>With the view of upheaving Switzerland, <font class="sc">Lenin</font>
+ and Co. sent a Legation to its capital, the principle being, no doubt,
+ that before you cut another people's throat you must first establish
+ friendly relations. This Legation arrived in May, 1918, when we were all
+ so occupied with the War, making returns and indents and things, that it
+ hoped to pass unnoticed. But there was something about that Legation
+ which caught the eye; it had not the Foreign Office look about
+ it&mdash;smart Homburg hats, washleather gloves, attaché-cases with
+ majestic locks, spats ... there was something missing. It looked as if it
+ might be so many Anarchists plotting a bomb affair.</p>
+
+ <p>And that's what it was. I suppose you will say I am inventing it when
+ I tell you that it used to sit round a table, in the basement of an
+ Italian restaurant, devising schemes for getting rid of people
+ (especially people like Charles) <i>en bloc</i>; that it didn't provide
+ the Italian restaurant-keeper with as much money as he thought he could
+ do with; that the Italian restaurant-keeper came round to see us after
+ dark; wouldn't give his name; came into the room hurriedly; locked the
+ door behind him; whispered "H'st!" and told us all about it. It requires
+ an <span class="pagenum"><a name="page249" id="page249"></a>[pg
+ 249]</span> Italian to do that sort of thing properly; but this fellow
+ was better than the best. I couldn't go to a cinema for months afterwards
+ because it lacked the thrill of real life.</p>
+
+ <p>We were so impressed with his performance that we asked him his trade.
+ He dropped the sinister, assumed the bashful and told us that he was an
+ illusionist and juggler before he took to restaurant-keeping and
+ sleuthing. He juggled four empty ink-pots for our entertainment and made
+ one of them disappear. Not quite the way to treat a world-revolution; but
+ there! This was all in the autumn of 1918, when we were naturally a bit
+ above ourselves.</p>
+
+ <p>Switzerland has four frontiers&mdash;German, Austrian, Italian and
+ French. Lenin's Legation had opened up modestly and without ostentation
+ as becomes a world's reformer, a distributing office on each one of the
+ four. Somehow I could never work myself up to be really alarmed at jolly
+ <font class="sc">Anna Balabanoff</font>, but I fancy she has done as much
+ harm since as most people achieve here on earth. Her job was to work into
+ Italy; but in those days, when war conditions still prevailed, she
+ couldn't do much more than stand on the shores of the Lake of Lugano and
+ scowl at the opposite side, which is Italian. Do you remember the lady's
+ photograph in our daily Press? If so you will agree with me that even
+ that measure was enough to start unrest in Italy....</p>
+
+ <p>Charles, my lad, let us break off there and leave you for a week all
+ of a tremble. In the course of these Sensational Revelations we are going
+ to see something of the arrangements made for the break-up of the old
+ world, which, with all its faults, we know we still love. The process of
+ reconstruction is not yet defined, and will probably not be attempted in
+ our time. In any case, when things arrive at that stage, there will be no
+ Charles and, I am still more sorry to say, no Henry.</p>
+
+ <p>Now, whatever you may think about it, I for one am not prepared to be
+ scrapped and to become part of a dump of oddments waiting instructions
+ for removal from a Bolshevist Disposals Board. You know what these
+ Disposal Boards are; one's body might lie out in the rain for years while
+ the minutes were being passed round the Moscow Departments. I have
+ worried myself to death about it, and now I am going to worry you. I am
+ going to make your flesh creep and your blood run cold. No use your
+ telling me you don't care what is coming along in the future, provided
+ you can be left in peace for the present. <i>I shall tap you on the
+ shoulder and shall whisper into your ear the resolutions passed with
+ regard to you as recently as the end of July last at Moscow.</i>. I'll
+ make you so nervous that you daren't get into bed, and, once in bed,
+ daren't get out again. I expect to have you mad in about three weeks, and
+ even then I shall pass more copies of this paper, with more revelations
+ in them, through the bars of your asylum window.</p>
+
+ <p>All that for sixpence a week is not expensive, is it, dear
+ Charles?</p>
+
+<p class="center">Yours ever,</p>
+
+<p class="author"><font class="sc">Henry</font>.</p>
+
+<p class="center">(<i>To be continued.</i>)</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+ <div class="figcenter" style="width:66%;">
+ <a href="images/239.png"><img width="100%" src="images/239.png"
+ alt="A little bit sentimental?" /></a>
+ <p><i>Officer.</i> "<font class="sc">When you see a moon like that,
+ Thompson, doesn't it sometimes make you feel a little bit
+ sentimental?</font>"</p>
+
+ <p><i>P.O.</i> "<font class="sc">No, Sir, I can't say it do. The on'y
+ time I gets sloppy now is when I've 'ad a few nice-lookin' pints o'
+ beer.</font>"</p>
+ </div>
+<hr class="short" />
+
+<h4>Commercial Candour.</h4>
+
+ <blockquote>
+ <p>"Do not delay. The above coats will last only few hours."&mdash;<i>New
+ Zealand Star.</i></p>
+
+ </blockquote>
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <blockquote>
+ <p>"Mr. &mdash;&mdash; highly recommends his Butler; left through
+ death."&mdash;<i>Morning Paper.</i></p>
+
+ </blockquote>
+ <p>Should suit <font class="sc">Sir Oliver Lodge</font>.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <blockquote>
+ <p>"Black Waler Mare, 15-1, six years off, up to 14 stones, easy paces,
+ regularly ridden by a lady touched in wind."&mdash;<i>Weekly
+ Paper.</i></p>
+
+ </blockquote>
+ <p>This doesn't matter if the mare is all right.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="page250" id="page250"></a>[pg 250]</span>
+
+ <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;">
+ <a href="images/240.png"><img width="100%" src="images/240.png"
+ alt="Rather dangerous." /></a>
+ <p><i>Golfer</i> (<i>to old lady who has established herself on the
+ border of the fairway</i>). "<font class="sc">Excuse me, Madam, but do
+ you know it is rather dangerous to sit there?</font>"</p>
+
+ <p><i>Old Lady.</i> "<font class="sc">Oh, thank you very much&mdash;but
+ I'm sitting on a bit of my newspaper.</font>"</p>
+ </div>
+<hr />
+
+<h3>TO JAMES IN THE BATH.</h3>
+
+ <div class="poem">
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>Without the bolted door at muse I stand,</p>
+ <p>My restive sponge and towel in my hand.</p>
+ <p>Thus to await you, Jimmy, is not strange,</p>
+ <p>But as I wait I mark a woeful change.</p>
+ <p>Time was when wrathfully I should have heard</p>
+ <p>Loud jubilation mock my hope deferred;</p>
+ <p>For who, first in the bathroom, fit and young,</p>
+ <p>Would, as he washed, refrain from giving tongue,</p>
+ <p>Nor chant his challenge from the soapy deep,</p>
+ <p>Inspired by triumph and renewed by sleep?</p>
+ <p>Then how is this? Here have I waited long,</p>
+ <p>Yet heard no crash of surf, no snatch of song.</p>
+ <p>James, I am sad, forgetting to be cold;</p>
+ <p>Does this decorum mean that we grow old?</p>
+ <p>I knew you, James, as clamorous in your bath</p>
+ <p>As porpoises that thresh the ocean-path;</p>
+ <p>Oh! as you bathed when we were happy boys,</p>
+ <p>You drowned the taps with inharmonious noise;</p>
+ <p>Above the turmoil of the lathered wave</p>
+ <p>How you would bellow ditties of the brave!</p>
+ <p>How, wilder that the sea-mew, through the foam</p>
+ <p>Whistle shrill strains that agonised your home.</p>
+ <p>In the brimmed bath you revelled; all the floor</p>
+ <p>Was swamped with spindrift; underneath the door</p>
+ <p>The maddened water gushed, while strong and high</p>
+ <p>Your piercing top-note staggered passers-by.</p>
+ <p>But now I hear the running taps alone,</p>
+ <p>A faint and melancholy monotone;</p>
+ <p>Or just a gentle swirl when sober hope</p>
+ <p>Searches the bath's profound to salve the soap.</p>
+ <p>Sadly I kick the unresponsive door;</p>
+ <p>Youth, with its blithe ablutions, is no more.</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p class="i16">W.K.H.</p>
+ </div>
+ </div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<h3>IN A GOOD CAUSE.</h3>
+
+ <p>Among the minor charitable organisations of London not the least
+ admirable and useful is the Santa Claus Home at Highgate, which the two
+ Misses <font class="sc">Charles</font> have been administering with such
+ devotion and success since 1891. Its modest aim is to keep open twenty
+ beds for small children suffering from hip and spinal disease, and to
+ give them such treatment as will prevent them becoming hopeless cripples;
+ and this purpose hitherto has been fulfilled no one can say exactly how,
+ but with help not only from known friends but mysteriously from the
+ ravens. To-day, however, the high cost of living has set up a very
+ serious obstacle, and debt and failure seem inevitable unless five
+ hundred pounds can be collected quickly. Any reader of <i>Punch</i> moved
+ to bestow alms on as sincere and deserving a a work of altruism as could
+ be found is urged to send a donation to Miss <font
+ class="sc">Charles</font>, Santa Claus Home, Cholmeley Park, Highgate,
+ N.6.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+ <blockquote>
+ <p>"Although its run in the evening bill must necessarily be limited to
+ two weeks, steps will be taken to remove it to other quarters should it
+ prove to the taste of the public. <i>That failing, it will continue to be
+ given at the &mdash;&mdash; Theatre for a series of
+ matinées.</i>"&mdash;<i>Daily Paper.</i></p>
+
+ </blockquote>
+ <p>The italics are ours, though it is not really our funeral, as we never
+ go to matinées.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="page251" id="page251"></a>[pg 251]</span>
+
+ <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;">
+ <a href="images/241.png"><img width="100%" src="images/241.png"
+ alt="SALVAGE." /></a>
+ <h3>SALVAGE.</h3>
+
+ <p><font class="sc">Old King Coal</font> (<i>to his champion</i>).
+ "HAVE YOU SAVED THE SITUATION?"</p>
+
+ <p><font class="sc">Mr. Smillie.</font> "WELL, BETWEEN OURSELVES, I
+ WOULDN'T QUITE SAY THAT; BUT I'M HOPING TO SAVE MY FACE."</p>
+ </div>
+<hr />
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="page253" id="page253"></a>[pg 253]</span>
+
+ <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;">
+ <a href="images/242.png"><img width="100%" src="images/242.png"
+ alt="THE RETURN FROM THE HOLIDAY." /></a>
+ <h3>THE RETURN FROM THE HOLIDAY.</h3>
+
+ <p class="center">"<font class="sc">Sed revocare gradum ... hoc opus,
+ hic labor, est.</font>"</p>
+ </div>
+<hr />
+
+<h3>THE SHRIMP TEST.</h3>
+
+ <p>At last we have an explanation of a good deal of the social and
+ industrial unrest of recent months. Since April there has been a serious
+ shrimp shortage.</p>
+
+ <p>How far this is responsible for dissatisfaction among the miners and
+ other workers it is impossible to say; but in other circles of society
+ this shrimp shortage has been responsible for much. From golf-courses
+ this summer has come a stream of complaint that the game is not what it
+ was. Sportsmen, again, have gone listlessly to their task and have
+ petulantly wondered why the bags have been so poor. House-parties have
+ been failures. In many a Grand Stand nerves have gone to pieces.
+ Undoubtedly this grave news from the North Sea is the explanation. What
+ can one expect when there are no shrimps for tea?</p>
+
+ <p>For the eating of shrimps is more than a mere assimilation of
+ nourishment, more even than the consumption of an article of diet which
+ is beneficial to brain tissues and nerve centres. After all, the oyster
+ or the haddock serves equally well for those purposes.</p>
+
+ <p>But before one eats a shrimp a certain deftness and delicacy of
+ manipulation are needed to effect the neat extraction of the creature
+ from its unpalatable cuticle. Not so with the haddock.</p>
+
+ <p>Shrimp-eating is something more than table deportment; it is a test of
+ <i>sangfroid</i> and <i>savoir faire</i>, qualities so necessary to the
+ welfare of the nation. The man who can efficiently prepare shrimps for
+ seemly consumption, chatting brightly the while with his fair neighbour
+ and showing neither mental nor physical distress, can be relied upon to
+ comport himself with efficiency whether in commerce or statecraft.</p>
+
+ <p>Watch a man swallow an oyster, and how much more do you know of him
+ after the operation than you knew before? But put him in a Marchioness's
+ drawing-room and set a shrimp before him, and the manner in which he
+ tackles the task will reveal the sort of stuff he is made of.</p>
+
+ <p>The shrimp test is one before which physically strong men have broken
+ down, while the seemingly weak have displayed amazing fortitude.</p>
+
+ <p>In these days, when it behoves every man among us to be at his best,
+ we view this famine in shrimps with grave concern, and we trust that the
+ Board of Agriculture and Fisheries is alive to the significance of this
+ crisis.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<h4>Publisher's Column.</h4>
+
+ <div class="poem">
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p class="i4">"Colonel Repington's Diary.</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p class="i8"><font class="sc">New Books.</font></p>
+ <p class="i4">The Revelation of St. John.</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p class="i8"><font class="sc">New Fiction.</font></p>
+ <p>The Autobiography of Judas Iscariot."&mdash;<i>Scotch Paper.</i></p>
+ </div>
+ </div>
+
+ <p>And <font class="sc">Margot</font> next week.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<h3>RAINY MORNING.</h3>
+
+ <div class="poem">
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>As I was walking in the rain</p>
+ <p>I met a fairy down a lane.</p>
+ <p>We walked along the road together;</p>
+ <p>I soon forgot about the weather.</p>
+ <p>He told me lots of lovely things:</p>
+ <p>The story that the robin sings,</p>
+ <p>And where the rabbits go to school,</p>
+ <p>And how to know a fairy pool,</p>
+ <p>And what to say and what to do</p>
+ <p>If bogles ever bother you.</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>The flowers peeped from hedgy places</p>
+ <p>And shook the raindrops from their faces,</p>
+ <p>And furry creatures all the way</p>
+ <p>Came popping out and said "Good-day."</p>
+ <p>But when we reached the little bend</p>
+ <p>Just where the village houses end</p>
+ <p>He seemed to slip into the ground,</p>
+ <p>And when I looked about I found</p>
+ <p>The rain was suddenly all over</p>
+ <p>And the sun shining on the clover.</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p class="i16">R.F.</p>
+ </div>
+ </div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<h4>Parochial Humour.</h4>
+
+ <blockquote>
+ <p>"<font class="sc">Church Outing.</font>&mdash;All arrangements for the
+ outing were made by the Hon. Sec., and we are grateful to him for a very
+ happy day. A walk to &mdash;&mdash; Church, cricket, tea and a game of
+ bounders formed the programme."&mdash;<i>Parish Magazine.</i></p>
+
+ </blockquote>
+<hr />
+
+ <blockquote>
+ <p>"<font class="sc">Pronunciations in this Paper.</font></p>
+
+ <p>Bona fides ... Boner-fy-dees.<br /> Grasse ... Grar."&mdash;<i>The
+ Children's Newspaper.</i></p>
+
+ </blockquote>
+ <p>The idear!</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="page254" id="page254"></a>[pg 254]</span>
+
+ <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;">
+ <a href="images/243.png"><img width="100%" src="images/243.png"
+ alt="The blew be the zee." /></a>
+ <p><i>Enlightened Yokel</i> (<i>explaining the picture in a hoarse
+ whisper</i>). "<font class="sc">The blew be the zee, Jem, an' the
+ yaller be the corn, sure nuff. An' the bit o' brown in the
+ corner&mdash;bust me, that must be th' ol' geyser 'erself!</font>"</p>
+ </div>
+<hr />
+
+<h3>MIRIAM'S TWO BABIES.</h3>
+
+ <p>That last morning at Easthaven, Miriam, alone of us three, preserved
+ her equanimity. I had arisen with the lark, having my own things to pack,
+ to say nothing&mdash;though nothing was not the only thing I
+ said&mdash;of Billie's pram and Billie's cot and Billie's bath. I wished
+ afterwards I had let the lark rise by himself; if I do heavy work before
+ breakfast I always feel a little depressed ("snappy" is Miriam's crude
+ synonym) for the remainder of the day.</p>
+
+ <p>As to Billie, his first farewells went off admirably. He blew a kiss
+ to the lighthouse, that tall friend who had winked at him so jovially
+ night after night. And it was good to see him hoisted
+ aloft&mdash;pale-blue jersey, goldilocks and small wild-rose
+ face&mdash;to hug his favourite fisherman, Mr. Moy, of the grizzled beard
+ and the twinkling eyes.</p>
+
+ <p>But when the time came for Billie to say good-bye to the beach he
+ refused point-blank.</p>
+
+ <p>"Billie wants to keep it," he vociferated.</p>
+
+ <p>Miriam, woman-like, was all for compromise. Billie should fill his
+ pail with pretty pebbles and take them to London in the puffer-train. I
+ demurred. The fishermen already complained that the south-easterly gales
+ were scouring their beach away. Moreover, as I explained to Miriam, ere
+ long it would devolve upon me to carry the dressing-case, Billie himself
+ and&mdash;as likely as not&mdash;the deck-chairs and the tea-basket. Why
+ increase my burdens by a hundredweight or so of Easthaven beach?</p>
+
+ <p>It ended by her admitting I was perfectly right, and&mdash;by Billie
+ filling his pail with pretty pebbles.</p>
+
+ <p>I still had that feeling of depression when we returned to our rooms
+ for an early luncheon (there's nothing I so detest); after which we
+ discovered that Miriam thought I had told the man to call for the luggage
+ at 12.45, while I thought that Miriam had told the man to call for the
+ luggage at 12.45.</p>
+
+ <p>And then we had to change twice, and the trains were crowded, and
+ Miriam insisted on looking at <i>The Daily Dressmaker</i>, and Billie
+ insisted on not looking at <i>Mother Goose</i>.</p>
+
+ <p>At Liverpool Street station I kept my temper in an iron control while
+ pointing out to quite a number of taxi-men the ease with which Billie's
+ pram and Billie's cot and Billie's bath could be balanced upon their
+ vehicles. But the climax came when, Miriam having softened the heart of
+ one of them, we were held up in a block at Oxford Circus, and Billie,
+ <i>à propos</i> of nothing, drooped his under lip and broke into a
+ roar&mdash;</p>
+
+ <p>"Billie wants the sea-side! Billie wants Mr. Moy!"</p>
+
+ <p>I suppose Miriam did her best, but he was not to be quieted, and old
+ ladies in omnibuses peered reproaches at me, the cruel, cruel parent. I
+ frowned upon Miriam.</p>
+
+ <p>"Will nothing stop the child?"</p>
+
+ <p>"There's a smut on your nose, dear," was all she replied. I rubbed my
+ nose; I also ground my teeth....</p>
+
+ <p>I was still wrestling on the pavement with the pram, the cot and the
+ rest of it, when Billie's cries from within the house suddenly ceased.
+ Had the poor little chap burst something? I hurried indoors and found
+ him&mdash;all sunshine after showers&mdash;seated on the floor with
+ rocking-horse and Noah's ark and butcher's shop grouped around him.</p>
+
+ <p>"He's quite good now he's got his <span class="pagenum"><a
+ name="page255" id="page255"></a>[pg 255]</span> toys," he assured me, no
+ doubt echoing something Miriam had just said.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>I reached my study and collapsed into a chair. What a day! But little
+ by little, shelf upon shelf, I became aware of the books I had not seen
+ for a whole month: <font class="sc">Lamb</font>, my Elizabethans, a row
+ of <font class="sc">Stevenson</font>. I did not want to read; it was
+ enough to feast one's eyes on their backs, to take down a volume and
+ handle it my old green-jacketed <font class="sc">Browning</font>, for
+ instance. And the small red <font class="sc">Merediths</font> all needed
+ rearranging.</p>
+
+ <p>A little later I turned round to see Miriam standing in the doorway.
+ Remorse seized me; I put an arm about her, with&mdash;"Tired, old
+ thing?"</p>
+
+ <p>She looked down at my books and, half-smiling, she looked up
+ again.</p>
+
+ <p>"He's quite good now he's got his toys," she said, and kissed me.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<h3>VERY PERSONAL.</h3>
+
+ <p>Just to see what it looks like with my name in it, I have been making
+ a diary of my doings (some real, some imaginary) in the approved language
+ of the Society and Personal column.</p>
+
+ <p>I am Mr. James Milfly. This is how it looks:&mdash;</p>
+
+ <p>"Yesterday was the fortieth birthday of Mr. James Milfly. He passed it
+ quietly at the office and at home. No congratulatory messages were
+ received and no replies will be sent."</p>
+
+ <p>"Among the outgoing passengers on the paddle steamer <i>Solent
+ Tortoise</i>, on Tuesday, was Mr. James Milfly. He returned to the
+ mainland the same evening, and will be at Southsea four days longer,
+ after which, unless he can think of an adequate excuse, he will return to
+ town."</p>
+
+ <p>"Mr. James Milfly, who recently sustained a laceration of the finger
+ while cleaning his safety razor after use, passed another good night. The
+ injured member is healing satisfactorily, and no further bulletins will
+ be issued."</p>
+
+ <p>"The performance of <i>The Bibulous Butler</i> at the Corinthian
+ Theatre last night was witnessed by Mr. James Milfly and party, who
+ occupied two seats in the eighth row of the pit."</p>
+
+ <p>"Mr. James Milfly is a guest for the week-end at Acacia Lodge,
+ Clumpton, the residence of his old friend, Mr. Albert Purges. Excellent
+ sparrow-shooting was enjoyed after tea on Saturday in the famous home
+ coverts from which the lodge derives its title."</p>
+
+ <p>"Among those unable to be present at the Duchess of Dibdale's
+ reception on Friday was Mr. James Milfly, no invitation having reached
+ him."</p>
+
+ <p>"Mr. James Milfly has been granted his wife's authority to wear on his
+ watch-chain the bronze medal of the Blimpham Horticultural Society, won
+ by his exhibit of a very large marrow at the society's recent show."</p>
+
+ <p>"Maria, Mrs. Murdon, is visiting her son-in-law, Mr. James Milfly. Her
+ stay is likely to be a lengthy one."</p>
+
+ <p>"Mr. James Milfly will spend the greater part of to-morrow in London.
+ No letters will be forwarded."</p>
+
+ <p>Try this for yourself. You have no idea what a sense of pomp and
+ well-fed importance it gives you.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+ <div class="figcenter" style="width:66%;">
+ <a href="images/244.png"><img width="100%" src="images/244.png"
+ alt="I'm shocked." /></a>
+ <p><i>Kirk Elder.</i> "<font class="sc">Man, I'm shocked tae hear
+ you're gaun tae get marrit tae a lassie o' nineteen.</font>"</p>
+
+ <p><i>Angus.</i> "<font class="sc">Och, she's the same age as ma firrst
+ wife when I marrit <i>her</i>.</font>"</p>
+ </div>
+<hr />
+
+ <blockquote>
+ <p>"THE WEATHER.</p>
+
+ <p>'Fair generally: night frosts,' is the forecast for the next 24
+ months."&mdash;<i>Provincial Paper.</i></p>
+
+ </blockquote>
+ <p>The best news for a long time.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+<h4>How to Brighten Village Life.</h4>
+
+ <blockquote>
+ <p>"The exterior painting of the day school has been completed by the
+ Vicar, assisted by the caretaker. Their appearance is greatly improved as
+ a result."&mdash;<i>Provincial Paper.</i></p>
+
+ </blockquote>
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <div class="poem">
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>"&mdash;&mdash; HOTEL DINING-ROOM.</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p><font class="sc">Open to Non-Residents with Orchestral Accompaniment.</font>"&mdash;<i>Jersey Paper.</i></p>
+ </div>
+ </div>
+
+ <p>Residents, we understand, need only bring their mouth (and other)
+ organs.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <blockquote>
+ <p>"Wanted, 'Cello (could reside in if desired)."&mdash;<i>Provincial
+ Paper.</i></p>
+
+ </blockquote>
+ <p>The housing problem solved at last.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>Smith Minor says he would rather be called Smith Secundus. There is a
+ pleasanter sound about that qualification just now.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="page256" id="page256"></a>[pg 256]</span>
+
+<h2>AT THE PLAY.</h2>
+
+<p class="center">"A Night Out."</p>
+
+ <p>Everybody except myself seems to recall the fact that the late farce
+ of this name, adapted from <i>L'Hôtel du Libre Echange</i>, ran for five
+ hundred nights before it expired. Some restorative music has now been
+ applied to it and the corpse has revived. Indeed there are the usual
+ signs of another long run. The trouble is that nearly all the cast at the
+ Winter Garden Theatre seem to think that, if the play is to run, they
+ must run too. They don't keep still for a moment, because they dare not.
+ Even Mr. <font class="sc">Leslie Henson</font>, whose fun would be more
+ effective if he didn't try so hard, feels that he must be at top pressure
+ all the while with his face and his body and his words. Yet he could well
+ afford to keep some of his strength in reserve, for he is a born
+ humourist (in what one might perhaps call the Golliwog vein). But,
+ whether it is that he underrates his own powers or that he can't contain
+ himself, he keeps nothing in reserve; and the others, less gifted, follow
+ his lead. They persist in "pressing," as if they had no confidence in
+ their audience or their various authors or even themselves.</p>
+
+ <p>One is, of course, used to this with singers in musical comedy, who
+ make a point of turning the lyrics assigned to them into unintelligible
+ patter. Perhaps in the present case we lost little by that, though there
+ was one song (of which I actually heard the words) that seemed to me to
+ contain the elements of a sound and consoling philosophy. It ran
+ something like this:&mdash;</p>
+
+ <div class="poem">
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>For you won't be here and I won't be here</p>
+ <p class="i2">When a hundred years are gone,</p>
+ <p>But somebody else will be well in the cart*</p>
+ <p class="i2">And the world will still go on.</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p class="i8">* Or, alternatively, soup.</p>
+ </div>
+ </div>
+
+ <p>Mr. <font class="sc">Leslie Henson</font>, as I have hinted, allowed
+ himself&mdash;and us&mdash;no rest. His energy was devastating; he gave
+ the audience so much for their money that in the retrospect I feel
+ ashamed of not having paid for my seat. One's taste for him may need
+ acquiring; but, once acquired, there is clearly no getting away from it.
+ Perhaps his most irresistible moment was when he laid out six policemen
+ and then meekly surrendered to a female constable who led him off by the
+ ear.</p>
+
+ <p>Mr. <font class="sc">Fred Leslie</font> (a name to conjure with!) was
+ almost fiercely emphatic in the part of <i>Paillard</i>, and I preferred
+ the relatively quiet methods of Mr. <font class="sc">Austin
+ Melford</font>, who did without italics. Mr. <font class="sc">Ralph
+ Roberts</font> was droll as a waiter; and it may have been my fault that
+ I found Mr. <font class="sc">Davy Burnaby</font> rather unfunny in the
+ part of <i>Matthieu</i>.</p>
+
+ <p>Of the ladies, two could sing and two, or even three, could act (Miss
+ <font class="sc">Lily St. John</font> could do both); nearly all had good
+ looks and a few of them were pleasantly acrobatic.</p>
+
+ <p>The scene of the Hotel Pimlico, with an alleged private sitting-room
+ on one side, an alleged bedroom on the other, and a hall and staircase in
+ the middle, was extraordinarily unconvincing. The partition walls came to
+ an end at quite a long distance from the front; and, with the general
+ company spreading themselves at large over the whole width of the
+ foreground, it was very difficult to entertain any illusion of that
+ privacy which is of the essence of the <i>cabinet particulier</i>. I say
+ nothing of the bedroom, whose tenancy was frankly promiscuous.</p>
+
+ <p>The fun, of course, is old-fashioned; if one may say it of a French
+ farce, it is Victorian. Apart from a few topical allusions worked in
+ rather perfunctorily there is scarcely anything said or done that might
+ not have been said or done in the 'eighties. But for a certain type of
+ Englishman there is a perennial attraction in feeling that at any moment
+ the proprieties may be outraged. That they never actually are outraged
+ does not seem very greatly to affect his pleasure. He can always console
+ himself with easy conjecture of the wickedness of the original. So there
+ will never be wanting a public for these <i>Noctes Parisianæ</i>.</p>
+
+ <p>Let us hope that somehow it all helps to keep the sacred flame of the
+ Entente burning. <i>Vive <font class="sc">Millerand</font>!</i></p>
+
+<p class="author">O.S.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<h2>BETTERING THE BANYOROS.</h2>
+
+<p class="center">(<i>By a Student of Anthropology.</i>)</p>
+
+ <p>Sir <font class="sc">James Frazer's</font> luminous <i>résumé</i> of
+ the investigations of the <font class="sc">Mackie</font> Expedition
+ amongst the Banyoros has only one defect. He omits all reference to the
+ subsequent and even more fruitful visit of the Expedition to the
+ adjoining Noxas tribe, whose manners and customs are of extraordinary
+ interest. This remarkable race are noted not merely for their addiction
+ to the dance, but for the kaleidoscopic rapidity with which the dances
+ themselves are changed from season to season. Only a few years ago the
+ entire tribe were under the spell of the Ognat, which in turn gave place
+ to the Tortskof and the Zaj, the last named being an exercise in which
+ violent contortions of the body were combined with the profoundest
+ melancholy of facial expression. Curiously enough the musicians who are
+ employed at these dances are not of indigenous stock, but of a negroid
+ type and are imported from a distance at high salaries.</p>
+
+ <p>The literary gifts of this singular tribe are on a par with their
+ saltatory talent, but are at present mainly occupied in the keeping of
+ personal records, led therein by a chieftainess named Togram, in which
+ the conversations, peculiarities, complexions and dresses of their
+ friends are set down and described with ferocious <i>bonhomie</i>. The
+ tablets containing these records are then posted up in conspicuous places
+ of resort, with the most stimulating and entertaining results.</p>
+
+ <p>It is noteworthy that the ruler of the country is not chosen from the
+ dancing or Bunihugoro section of the community, but from the powerful
+ Renim clan, who devote themselves intermittently to the task of providing
+ the country with fuel. The chieftain wields great power and is regarded
+ with reverence by his followers, but is in turn expected to devote
+ himself entirely to their interests, and if he fails to satisfy is
+ promptly replaced by a more energetic leader. As the great bulk of the
+ community yield allegiance to an hereditary sovereign of strictly defined
+ powers this interesting country offers the agreeable spectacle of a state
+ in which the dulness of constitutional government is happily tempered by
+ the delights of industrial dictatorship.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<h2>TO CERTAIN CAUTIOUS PROPHETS.</h2>
+
+<p class="center">(<i>Suggested by the almost invariable
+form of the last sentence in the Weather
+Report.</i>)</p>
+
+ <div class="poem">
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>Ye watchers of the wind and rain,</p>
+ <p class="i2">Forgive me for becoming nettled</p>
+ <p>By your monotonous refrain:</p>
+ <p class="i2">"The further outlook is unsettled."</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>When, on a bright and sunlit morn,</p>
+ <p class="i2">I rise refreshed and finely fettled</p>
+ <p>Your cue is not to cheer but warn:</p>
+ <p class="i2">"The further outlook is unsettled."</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>They are too rare, these halcyon days,</p>
+ <p class="i2">When earth's a paradise rose-petalled,</p>
+ <p>For you to chill us with a phrase:</p>
+ <p class="i2">"The further outlook is unsettled."</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>Too often have I shirked the goal</p>
+ <p class="i2">At which (as Scotsmen say) I ettled,</p>
+ <p>Discouraged by your words of dole:</p>
+ <p class="i2">"The further outlook is unsettled."</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>For instance, lately I resigned</p>
+ <p class="i2">A trip to Shetland to be shettled;</p>
+ <p>Your menace made me change my mind:</p>
+ <p class="i2">"The further outlook is unsettled."</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>Henceforth I'm going to defy</p>
+ <p class="i2">You and your breed, inert, unmettled,</p>
+ <p>Who chant that sad Cassandra cry:</p>
+ <p class="i2">"The further outlook is unsettled."</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="stanza">
+ <p>Ay, if I held untrammelled sway</p>
+ <p class="i2">I'd have you bottled up and kettled</p>
+ <p>Like djinns, until you ceased to say:</p>
+ <p class="i2">"The further outlook is unsettled."</p>
+ </div>
+ </div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="page257" id="page257"></a>[pg 257]</span>
+
+ <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;">
+ <a href="images/246-1.png"><img width="100%" src="images/246-1.png"
+ alt="MAJOR-GENERAL X AT THE FRONT IN 1918" /></a>
+ MAJOR-GENERAL X AT THE FRONT IN 1918&mdash;
+ </div>
+ <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;">
+ <a href="images/246-2.png"><img width="100%" src="images/246-2.png"
+ alt="AND ON THE BRIGHTON ROAD IN 1920." /></a>
+ AND ON THE BRIGHTON ROAD IN 1920.
+ </div>
+<hr />
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="page258" id="page258"></a>[pg 258]</span>
+
+<h2>PIGS.</h2>
+
+ <p>"Pigs pays," said Mrs. Pugsley.</p>
+
+ <p>"So I have heard."</p>
+
+ <p>"Pigs always pays; but Pugsley's pigs pays prodigious."</p>
+
+ <p>I rejoiced with her.</p>
+
+ <p>"Took 'em up sudden, he did; and now that interested! You'd never
+ think that pigs 'ld twine themselves round a man's heart, so to speak,
+ would you?"</p>
+
+ <p>"No."</p>
+
+ <p>"That's how it is with Willum. Reads nothing but about pigs; they'm
+ his only joy. In partnership with Uncle Eli over them. First time Uncle
+ Eli took to anything wholesome in his life. When Willum loses a pig he's
+ that low that he puts on a black tie. Wonnerful!"</p>
+
+ <p>It was. I knew Willum, otherwise Uncle Billy, and something about his
+ tastes. I had the pleasure of meeting him on the foreshore that
+ afternoon. No doubt he was studying pigs; but the title of the book he
+ had in his hand was <i>Form at a Glance</i>.</p>
+
+ <p>"Pig form, I presume," said I politely.</p>
+
+ <p>"Now then, Missie, don't go giving me away. All's lovely at home. Me
+ and Uncle Eli has clubbed together to buy Bodger's racing tips. Bodger's
+ got brain. Doing very well, we are. Sure, I can't tell the missus, and
+ she a Plymouth Rock."</p>
+
+ <p>"Isn't it Plymouth Sister?"</p>
+
+ <p>"Maybe; but I think there's a rock in it somewhere. Anyway we agreed
+ when we married to keep our purses in the same drawer, and mine's
+ bulging."</p>
+
+ <p>"You are a brave man, Uncle Billy. What about the day she will want to
+ see your pigs?"</p>
+
+ <p>"A thought that wakes me at night. We keep 'em out in the country, I'd
+ have you know. There, why take a fence before you come to it? There'll be
+ wisdom given."</p>
+
+ <p>Apparently there was, but the address from which the wisdom came was
+ indistinct.</p>
+
+ <p>"Willum," said Mrs. Pugsley one day, "to-morrow I'm coming to see they
+ pigs of yours; bless their fat sides!"</p>
+
+ <p>"You shall, my tender dear," said Uncle Billy. "Yes, to-morrow noon
+ you'll see the blessed things."</p>
+
+ <p>Almost at dawn he presented himself at Farmer Dodge's and astonished
+ that good man by asking to be allowed to hire a few pigs for the day.</p>
+
+ <p>Farmer Dodge scratched his head.</p>
+
+ <p>"Well, I've been asked to loan out most things in my time, but never
+ pigs before. Where be taking them?"</p>
+
+ <p>"Home."</p>
+
+ <p>"That's a matter of better than two miles. Have 'ee thought of the
+ wear and tear and the loss of good lard? No, Uncle Billy, I won't fly
+ against the will of Heaven. If pigs had been meant to go for walks they'd
+ have had legs according. Their legs hain't for walking; they'm for
+ hams."</p>
+
+ <p>Uncle Billy drew near and explained. Farmer Dodge grinned.</p>
+
+ <p>"To do down your missus? Well, I like a jest as well as any, and to
+ put females in their place is meat and taties to me; but 'tis a luxury,
+ and luxury is what you like but can do without."</p>
+
+ <p>In the end Uncle Billy drove a bargain by which he secured the use of
+ six pigs for a few hours and paid three shillings per pig. For
+ three-and-six he also hired the help of a boy to drive them; as he
+ remarked, he could have had more than another pig for that money, but it
+ would be warm work for him alone.</p>
+
+ <p>The inhabitants of the houses on the terrace of the little sea-side
+ town where the Pugsleys lived were thrilled at noon by the arrival of a
+ small herd of swine. The animals looked rather tired but settled down
+ contentedly in the front-garden of No. 3.</p>
+
+ <p>Mrs. Pugsley, hearing their voices, came to the door.</p>
+
+ <p>"Why, Willum, I was just making ready to come out with you to go and
+ see them."</p>
+
+ <p>"My tender dear," he said with emotion, "would I let you be taken
+ miles in this heat to see the finest pigs ever littered? No. 'Tis not for
+ my wife to go to see pigs, 'tis for pigs to come to see my wife. Here
+ they be. That's Spion Kop, the big black one&mdash;called because 'tis
+ the highest mountain in America and he's to make the highest price. The
+ pink one is Square Measure, for he'll eat his own size in meal any day.
+ That's Diadem&mdash;no, it's not; Diadem lost&mdash;I should say Diadem's
+ lost to us." Uncle Billy lifted his hat reverently. "The ginger one is
+ Comrade&mdash;a fine name."</p>
+
+ <p>"Why, 'tis a little sow."</p>
+
+ <p>"And what better comrade than a blessed female, my loving dear, and
+ who'd know that better than me?"</p>
+
+ <p>"Don't you go mixing me up with the pigs, Willum; I won't have it.
+ What's the name of that perky black one?"</p>
+
+ <p>"Mount Royal," said Uncle Billy. "I'm a <font class="sc">King's</font>
+ man and like to respect they set over me. Royal just means one of the
+ <font class="sc">King's</font> family."</p>
+
+ <p>The parade was dismissed; the herd returned to its home and Uncle
+ Billy paid the cost of wear and tear.</p>
+
+ <p>He sat smoking that evening in a state of blissful content. All had
+ gone well; the dreaded black moment was over. Mrs. Pugsley knitted
+ furiously in silence.</p>
+
+ <p>"Now what might you be turning over in that mind of yours?" asked
+ Uncle Billy.</p>
+
+ <p>"Pigs."</p>
+
+ <p>"Couldn't do better."</p>
+
+ <p>"And their names. Maybe you won't christen any more until after the
+ Cesarewitch."</p>
+
+ <p>She folded up her knitting and went to bed, leaving Uncle Billy as if
+ turned to stone. When he recovered he sought out Uncle Eli and
+ said:&mdash;</p>
+
+ <p>"Eli, she's known all along. She knowed when I was driving they
+ brasted pigs here in the heat. She's never been took in at all. And
+ that's a woman. That's what married me."</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+ <div class="figcenter" style="width:50%;">
+ <a href="images/247.png"><img width="100%" src="images/247.png"
+ alt="Don't tell me the thing's over." /></a>
+ <p><i>Bridegroom</i> (<i>twenty minutes late, excitedly, to
+ Verger</i>). "<font class="sc">Don't tell me the thing's
+ over.</font>"</p>
+ </div>
+<hr />
+
+ <blockquote>
+ <p>"It would be wrong to enter upon political questions in these pages,
+ but there can be no harm in suggesting that prayer should be made as much
+ for our rulers at Westminster as for people in Ireland. The Collect, with
+ certain alterations, for Those at Sea would seem especially
+ suitable."&mdash;<i>Exeter Diocesan Gazette.</i></p>
+
+ </blockquote>
+ <p>Very neatly and clerically put.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<span class="pagenum"><a name="page259" id="page259"></a>[pg 259]</span>
+
+ <div class="figcenter" style="width:100%;">
+ <a href="images/248.png"><img width="100%" src="images/248.png"
+ alt="Do you know these balls cost five guineas each?" /></a>
+ <div class="i16">
+ <p><i>Smith</i> (<i>member of bowling club</i>). "<font class="sc">Do
+ you know these balls cost five guineas each</font>?"</p>
+
+ <p><i>Jones</i> (<i>golfer</i>). "<font class="sc">By Jove! I hope you
+ don't lose many in the 'rough</font>.'"</p>
+ </div>
+ </div>
+<hr />
+
+<h2>OUR BOOKING-OFFICE.</h2>
+
+<p class="center">(<i>By Mr. Punch's Staff of Learned Clerks</i>.)</p>
+
+ <p>Undeniably ours is an age in which fond memory fills not only the
+ heart of man but the shelves of the circulating libraries to a degree
+ bordering upon excess. But, let reminiscences be even more frequent than
+ they are, there would yet remain a welcome for such a book as Mr. W.H.
+ <font class="sc">Mallock's</font> attractive <i>Memoirs of Life and
+ Literature</i> (<font class="sc">Chapman and Hall</font>). The reason of
+ this lies not more in the interest of what is told than in the fact that
+ these memories have the advantage of being recalled by one who is master
+ of a singularly engaging pen. Nothing in the book better displays its
+ quality of charm than the opening chapters, with their picture of an
+ old-world Devonshire, and in particular the group of related houses in
+ which the boyhood of the future anti-socialist was so delightfully spent.
+ Gracious homes have always had a special appeal to the author of <i>The
+ New Republic</i>, as you are here reminded in a score of happy
+ recollections. Then comes Oxford, and that meeting with <font
+ class="sc">Swinburne</font> in the Balliol drawing-room that seems to
+ have been the common experience of memoir-writers. Some entertaining
+ chapters give a cheerful picture of London life when Mr. <font
+ class="sc">Mallock</font> entered it, and Society, still Polite, opened
+ its most exclusive doors to the young explorer. The rest of the book is
+ devoted to a record of friendships, travel, an analysis of the writer's
+ literary activities, and a host of good stories. Perhaps I have just
+ space for one quotation&mdash;the prayer delivered by the local minister
+ in the hall of Ardverike: "God bless Sir John; God bless also her dear
+ Leddyship; bless the tender youth of the two young leddies likewise. We
+ also unite in begging Thee to have mercy on the puir governess." A book
+ of singular fragrance and individuality.</p>
+
+ <p>The Victorians used to talk, perhaps do still, about the lure of the
+ stage; but I am inclined to suppose this was as nothing beside the lure
+ of the stage-novel. All our writers apparently feel it, and in most cases
+ their bones whiten the fields of failure. But amongst those of whom this
+ certainly cannot be said is Mr. <font class="sc">Horace A.
+ Vachell</font>, whose new book, <i>The Fourth Dimension</i> (<font
+ class="sc">Murray</font>), has both pleased and astonished me by its
+ freedom from those defects that so often ruin the theatrical story. For
+ one thing, of course, the explanation of this lies in my sustaining
+ confidence that I was being handed out the genuine stuff. When a
+ dramatist of Mr. <font class="sc">Vachell's</font> experience says that
+ stage-life is thus and thus, well, I have to believe him. As a fact I
+ seldom read so convincing a word-picture of that removed and esoteric
+ existence. The title (not too happy) means the world beyond the theatre,
+ that which so many players count well lost for the compensations of
+ applause and fame; and the story is of a young and phenomenally
+ successful actress, <i>Jess Yeo</i>, in whom the claims of domesticity
+ and the love of her dramatist husband are shown in conflict with the
+ attractions of West-End stardom and photographs in the illustrated
+ papers. Eventually&mdash;but I suppose I can hardly tell that without
+ spoiling for you what goes before the event. Anyhow, if I admit that the
+ ending did not inspire me with any sanguine hope of happiness ever after,
+ it at least put a pleasant finish on an attractive and successful
+ tale.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p><i>In the Mountains</i> (<font class="sc">Macmillan</font>) is one of
+ those pleasant books of which the best review would be a long string of
+ quotations, and that is a very complimentary thing to say about any
+ novel. Written in diary form, on the whole successfully, it tells little
+ of doing and much of being, and a great deal more of feeling than of
+ either. It is scarcely <span class="pagenum"><a name="page260"
+ id="page260"></a>[pg 260]</span> necessary after that to add that it is
+ discursive. As a matter of fact I found that for me that half of its
+ charm which did not lie in being whisked off, as it were by magic, to sit
+ in the sunshine of Switzerland lay in its author's reflections upon
+ subjects quite unconnected with her story, and as far apart from each
+ other as <font class="sc">Law's</font> <i>Serious Call</i> and the effect
+ of different kinds of underclothing on the outward demeanour of the
+ wearer. From the human document point of view it is as a picture of the
+ convalescence of a soul sick with grief that <i>In the Mountains</i>
+ deserves attention. I cannot imagine that anyone who has ever got well
+ again after sorrow will fail to recognise its truth. The little mystery
+ and the slender love-story which hold the discursiveness together are
+ just sufficient but so slight that they shall not even be hinted at here.
+ For the rest the book is whimsical, thoughtful, sentimental by turns and,
+ in spite of its tolerance, a shade superior; with now and then a phrase
+ which left me wondering whether a blushing cheek would deserve the Garter
+ motto's rebuke; in fact it resembles more than anything else on earth
+ what the "German garden" of a certain "Elizabeth" might grow into if she
+ transplanted it to a Swiss mountain-top.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p><i>Peregrine in Love</i> (<font class="sc">Hodder and
+ Stoughton</font>) is a story whose sentimental title does it considerably
+ less than justice. It gives no indication of what is really an admirably
+ vivacious comedy of courtship and intrigue, with a colonial setting that
+ is engagingly novel. Miss <font class="sc">C. Fox Smith</font> seems to
+ know Victoria and the island of Vancouver with the intimacy of long
+ affection; her pen-pictures and her idiom are both of them convincingly
+ genuine. The result for the reader is a twofold interest, half in seeing
+ what will be to most an unfamiliar place under expert guidance, half in
+ the briskly moving intrigue supposed to be going on there. I say
+ "supposed," because, to be frank, Miss <font class="sc">Fox
+ Smith's</font> story, good fun as it is, hardly convinces like her
+ setting. You may, for example, feel that you have met before in fiction
+ the lonely hero who rescues the solitary maiden, his shipmate, from
+ undesirable society, and falls in love with her, only to learn that she
+ is voyaging to meet her betrothed. At this point I suppose most
+ novel-readers would have given fairly long odds against the betrothed in
+ question keeping the appointment, and I may add that they would have won
+ their money. Not that <i>Peregrine</i> was going to find the course of
+ his love run smooth in spite of this; being a hero and a gentleman he had
+ for one thing to try, and keep on trying, to bring the affianced pair
+ together, and thus provide the tale with another than its clearly
+ predestined end. Of course he doesn't succeed, but the attempt furnishes
+ capital entertainment for everybody concerned, and proves that Mr.
+ Punch's "C.F.S." can write prose too.</p>
+
+<hr class="short" />
+
+ <p>The title of <i>Gold Must be Tried by Fire</i> (<font
+ class="sc">Macmillan</font>) might be called axiomatic for the precise
+ type of fiction represented by the story. Because, if gold hadn't to be
+ tried by fire, you might obviously marry the hero and heroine on the
+ first page and save everybody much trouble and expense. Mr. <font
+ class="sc">Richard Aumerle Maher</font>, however, knows his job better
+ than that. True, he marries his heroine early, but to the wrong man, the
+ Labour leader and crook, <i>Will Lewis</i>, who vanishes just before the
+ entrance of the strong but unsilent hero, only to reappear (under an
+ alias) in time to get shot in a strike riot. Mr. <font
+ class="sc">Maher's</font> book comes, as you may already have guessed,
+ from that great country where they have replaced alcohol by sugar, and
+ where (perhaps in consequence) heroines of such super-sentimentality as
+ <i>Daidie Grattan</i> have no terrors for them. Personally I found her
+ and her exploits on burning ships, besieged mills and the like a trifle
+ sticky. For the rest you have some interesting details of the workings of
+ the paper industry; a style that to the unfamiliar eye is at times
+ startling (as when, on page 282, the hero's head "snapped erect"); and
+ lots and lots of love. As for the ending, to relieve any apprehensions on
+ your part, let me quote it. "Taking her swiftly in his arms, he
+ questioned: 'Has the gold come free from the fire at last, my darling?'
+ 'Gold or dross,' she whispered as she yielded, 'it is your own.'"
+ <i>Ah!</i></p>
+
+<hr />
+
+ <p><i>Love's Triumph</i> (<font class="sc">Methuen</font>) is concerned
+ to a great extent with the development of a raw Kentucky lad into an
+ attractive and resourceful man; but its chief interest lies rather with
+ his trainer. When <i>Victor McCalloway</i> arrived in Kentucky and took
+ <i>Boone Wellver</i> under his wing it became obvious enough that he was
+ bent on reconstructing his own life as well as moulding <i>Boone's</i>.
+ <i>McCalloway</i>, when the seal of his past is broken, turns out to be
+ <i>Sir Hector Dinwiddie, D.S.O., K.C.B.</i>, a tradesman's son who was
+ generally believed to have killed himself in Paris. I must assume that
+ Mr. <font class="sc">Charles Neville Buck</font> intended us to recognise
+ in <i>Sir Hector</i> a certain General whose name acquired a painful
+ notoriety not so long ago. The reader may form what opinion he likes of
+ the good taste of all this, but there can be no question that the author
+ has drawn a fine character. At the outset his style is so jumpy that the
+ story is difficult to follow, but presently its course grows clearer and
+ I fancy that you will follow it keenly, as I did, to the end.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+ <div class="figcenter" style="width:50%;">
+ <a href="images/249.png"><img width="100%" src="images/249.png"
+ alt="WORRIES OF THE DARK AGES." /></a>
+ <p class="center">WORRIES OF THE DARK AGES.</p>
+
+ <p><i>Peaceful Knight</i> (<i>who has called to ask his way at a
+ strange castle</i>). "<font class="sc">Oh, confound it! I wish I'd read
+ the notice before I blew the horn. I don't feel a bit like fighting
+ giants to-day, and besides I promised to be home early for
+ dinner</font>."</p>
+ </div>
+<hr />
+
+<h4>Strenuous Life in the West.</h4>
+
+ <blockquote>
+ <p>"At a charity concert at Clifton recently nearly 200 glass tumblers
+ disappeared in the course of a week."&mdash;<i>Daily Paper.</i></p>
+
+ </blockquote>
+ <p>Very deplorable, of course. Still, towards the end of the sixth
+ consecutive day would the audience be fully responsible?</p>
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+<pre>
+
+
+
+
+
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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 159,
+September 29th, 1920, by Various
+
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+Title: Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 159, September 29th, 1920
+
+Author: Various
+
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+PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
+
+VOL. 159.
+
+
+
+September 29th, 1920.
+
+
+
+
+CHARIVARIA.
+
+An epidemic of measles is reported in the North. It seems that in these
+days of strikes people are either coming out in sympathy or in spots.
+
+* * *
+
+The secret of industrial peace, says a sporting paper, is more
+entertainment for the masses. We have often wondered what our workers do to
+while away the time between strikes.
+
+* * *
+
+"The cost of living for working-class families," says Mr. C.A. MCCURDY, the
+Food Controller, "will probably increase by 9s. 6d. a week at Christmas."
+That is, of course, if Christmas ever comes.
+
+* * *
+
+We understand that Dean INGE has been invited to meet the FOOD CONTROLLER,
+in order to defend his title.
+
+* * *
+
+"Nobody wants a strike," says Mr. BRACE, M.P. We can only suppose therefore
+that they must be doing it for the films.
+
+* * *
+
+An American artist who wanted to paint a storm at sea is reported to have
+been lashed to a mast for four hours. We understand that he eventually
+broke away and did it after all.
+
+* * *
+
+"What is England's finance coming to?" asks a City editor in a
+contemporary. We can only say it isn't coming to us.
+
+* * *
+
+In Petrograd the fare for half-an-hour's cab ride is equal to two hundred
+pounds in English money at the old rate of exchange. Fortunately in London
+one could spend the best part of a day in a taxi-cab for that amount.
+
+* * *
+
+"Before washing a flannel suit," says a home journal, "shake it and beat it
+severely with a stick." Before doing this, however, it would be just as
+well to make sure that the whole of the husband has been removed.
+
+* * *
+
+A lion-tamer advertises in a contemporary for a situation. It is reported
+that Mr. SMILLIE contemplates engaging him for Sir ROBERT HORNE.
+
+* * *
+
+Whatever else happens, somebody says, the public must hang together. But
+what does he think we do in a Tube?
+
+* * *
+
+"Primroses have been gathered at Welwyn," says _The Evening News_. As even
+this seems to have failed we think it is time to drop these attempts to
+draw the POET LAUREATE.
+
+* * *
+
+Glasgow licensees are being accused of giving short whisky measure. It is
+even said that in some extreme cases they paint the whisky on the glass
+with a camel-hair brush.
+
+* * *
+
+Mice, says Mrs. GREIVE, of Whins, hate the smell of mint. So do lambs.
+
+* * *
+
+"Coal strike or no coal strike," says _The Daily Mail_, "the Commercial
+Motor Exhibition at Olympia will not be postponed." This is the dogged
+spirit that made England what it used to be.
+
+* * *
+
+Orpheus of old, an American journal reminds us, could move stones with his
+music. We have heard piano-players who could move whole families; but this
+was before the house shortage.
+
+* * *
+
+The National Association of Dancing Masters has decided to forbid "the
+cockroach dive" this year. Our advice to the public in view of this
+decision is to go about just as if nothing serious had happened.
+
+* * *
+
+A large party of American University students are on a visit to
+Switzerland. It is satisfactory to know that the Alps are counted every
+morning and all Americans searched before they leave the country.
+
+* * *
+
+"The English house would make an ideal home," says an American journal.
+Possibly, if people only had one.
+
+* * *
+
+Three statues have been stolen in one week from Berlin streets. It is now
+suggested that the London police might be taken off duty for one night in
+order to give the thief a sporting chance.
+
+* * *
+
+It is not true, says an official report, that Scottish troops are being
+sent to Ireland. We are pleased to note this indication that the bagpipes
+should only be used in cases of great emergency.
+
+* * *
+
+"What does the Mexican President stand for?" asks _The New York Globe_.
+Probably because the Presidential chair is so thorny.
+
+* * *
+
+The Dublin County authorities have decided to release from their asylums
+all but the most dangerous lunatics. We are assured that local conditions
+in no way justify this discrimination.
+
+* * *
+
+A jury of children has been empanelled in Paris to decide which of the toys
+exhibited at the Concours Lupine is the most amusing. We understand that at
+the time of going to press an indestructible rubber uncle is leading by
+several votes.
+
+* * *
+
+A burglar arrested in Berlin was taken ill, and while operating upon him
+the surgeons found in his stomach six silver spoons, some forks, a number
+of screws and a silver nail file. Medical opinion inclines to the theory
+that his illness was due to something he had swallowed.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: MEMBER OF CLUB WHICH IS CLOSED FOR CLEANING ACCEPTS THE
+PROFFERED HOSPITALITY OF NEIGHBOUR CLUB.]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+A FAIR WARNING.
+
+ "REQUIRED.--English Child to play afternoons with French boy ten years;
+ good retribution."--_Continental Daily Mail._
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ "THE NATIONAL LAYING TEST, 1920-21.
+
+ SECTIONS.
+
+ 1. White Leghorns.
+ 2. White Wyandottes.
+ 3. Rhode Island Reds.
+ 4. Any other Sitting Breeds.
+ 5. Any other Non-Sitting Breeds.
+ 6. Championship (any Breed).
+ 7. Great Eastern Railway Employees."
+ _Poultry, for the Farmer and Fancier._
+
+We shall treat the porters at Liverpool Street with more respect in future.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+MICHAELMAS AND THE GOOSE.
+
+ (_Lines written under the threat of a Coal-strike_).
+
+ You for whose Mass by immemorial use,
+ When Autumn enters on his annual cycle,
+ We offer up the fatted goose
+ Mid fragrant steam of apple-juice,
+ Hear our appeal, O Michael!
+
+ Sir, do not try our piety too sore,
+ Bidding us sacrifice--a wrench how cruel!--
+ Her whom we prize all geese before--
+ The one that lays that precious ore,
+ Our priceless daily fuel.
+
+ Her output, as it is, shows want of will
+ To check the slackness growing rife and rifer;
+ And it would fall far lower still
+ (Being, indeed, reduced to _nil_)
+ If they should go and knife her.
+
+ Yet there are men who press the slaughterers' claim
+ In sympathetic language, talking loosely;
+ Among them Mr. GOSLING--shame
+ That anyone with such a name
+ Should cackle so ungoosely!
+
+ Not in your honour would that bird be slain
+ If they should kill her--and the hour is critical--
+ But for their own ends, thus to gain
+ An object palpably profane
+ (That is to say, political).
+
+ Defend her, Michael! you who smote the crew
+ Of Satan on the jaw and stopped their bluffing;
+ So, if you see her safely through,
+ We'll give you thrice your usual due
+ Of other geese (with stuffing).
+
+ O.S.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+BRIDGE CONVENTIONS.
+
+The game of Auction Bridge may be divided into three species. There is the
+one we play at home, the second which we play at the Robinsons', and the
+third that is played at the high table at my club.
+
+The three games are peculiarly distinct, but I have only recently
+discovered, at some expense, that each one has its particular conventions.
+At home, if I venture a light no-trump, and Joan, sitting on my right,
+exclaims well out of turn, "Oh! father," we all know that Joan has the
+no-trumper, and the play proceeds accordingly.
+
+At the Robinsons' it is different. Suppose I make a call of one spade and
+the elder hand two hearts, and my partner (let us suppose he is Robinson)
+passes, and I say "Two spades," and the elder hand says "Three hearts," and
+Robinson bellows "No," I at once realise that it would be extremely
+dangerous to call three spades.
+
+These two typical forms of convention are quite clear and seldom lead to
+any misunderstanding. But the high table at the club is different, and, if
+I might say so with all diffidence, the conventions there are not so well
+defined. In fact they may lead to terrible confusion. I speak with
+confidence on this point because I tried them a few days ago.
+
+Three disconsolate monomaniacs wanted making up, and I, dwelling upon the
+strong game I had recently been playing at home, threw precaution to the
+winds and made them up. My partner was a stern man with a hard blue eye and
+susceptible colouring. After we had cut he informed me that, should he
+declare one no-trump, he wished to be taken out into a major suit of five;
+also, should he double one no-trump, he required me to declare without fail
+my best suit. He was going to tell me some more but somebody interrupted
+him. Then we started what appeared to be a very ordinary rubber.
+
+My partner perhaps was not quite at his best when it was my turn to lead;
+at least he never seemed particularly enthusiastic about anything I did
+lead, but otherwise--well, I might almost have been at the Robinsons'. Then
+suddenly he doubled one no-trump.
+
+I searched feverishly for my best suit. I had two--four diamonds to the
+eight; four hearts to the eight. A small drop of perspiration gathered upon
+my brow. Then I saw that, whereas I held the two, three, five of hearts, I
+had the two, three, six of diamonds. Breathing a small prayer, I called two
+diamonds. This was immediately doubled by the original declarer of
+no-trumps. My partner said "No," my other opponent said "No," and I,
+thinking it couldn't be worse, switched into my other best suit and made it
+two hearts. The doubler passed and I felt the glow of pride which comes to
+the successful strategist. This was frozen instantly by my partner's
+declaration of two no-trumps.
+
+If Mr. SMILLIE were suddenly transformed into a Duke I am certain he would
+not look so genuinely horror-struck as my partner did when I laid my hand
+upon the table. Yet, as I pointed out, it was his own beastly convention,
+so I just washed my hands of it and leaned back and watched him hurl forth
+his cards as Zeus hurled the thunder-bolts about.
+
+Then, of course, the other convention had to have its innings. My partner
+went one no-trump, and I began to look up my five suit. In the meantime the
+next player on the declaring list doubled the no-trump. This was very
+confusing. Was he playing my partner's convention and asking _his_ partner
+for his best suit? I hesitated; but orders are orders, so, having five
+spades to the nine, I declared two spades. My left-hand enemy said "No"; my
+partner said "No"; and the doubler--well, he doubled again. This time my
+partner, being Dummy, hurled down all his thunder-bolts--thirteen small
+ones--at once. When it was all over he explained at some length that he did
+not wish ever to be taken out of an opponent's double. I expect this was
+another convention he was going to tell me about when he was interrupted in
+the overture to the rubber. Anyway he hadn't told me, and I at some slight
+cost--five hundred--had nobly carried out his programme.
+
+When eventually the final blow fell and we, with the aid of the club
+secretary, were trying to add up the various columns of figures, the waiter
+brought up the evening papers. I seized one and, looking at the chief
+events of the day, remarked, "STEVENSON is playing a great game." My late
+partner said, "Ah, you're interested in billiards." I admitted the soft
+impeachment. "Yes," he said dreamily, "a fine game, billiards; you never
+have to play against three opponents."
+
+I have now definitely decided that playing my 2 handicap game at the
+Robinsons' and my plus 1 in the home circle is all the bridge I really care
+about.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ ANOTHER IMPENDING APOLOGY.
+
+ "Man's original evolution from the anthropoid apes ... becomes a
+ reasonable hypothesis, especially when we think of the semi-naked
+ savages who inhabited these islands when Julius Caesar landed on our
+ shores, and our present Prime Minister."--_Church Family Newspaper._
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ "The contemplated aerial expedition to the South Pole will start in
+ October. Aeroplanes and airships will be used, and the object of the
+ trip is to study magnetic wages."--_Irish Paper._
+
+Incidentally it is expected a new altitude record may be achieved.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: TARTARIN DANS LES INDES.
+
+BOTH (_together_). "TIENS! LE TIGRE!"
+
+[M. CLEMENCEAU has just sailed for India after big game.]]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: _The Wife (peeved at husband going off to football match on
+the anniversary of their wedding-day_). "'AVE YOU FORGOTTEN WHAT 'APPENED
+THIS DAY SEVEN YEARS AGO?"
+
+_The Husband_. "FORGOTTEN? NOT LIKELY, OLD GIRL. WHY, THAT WAS THE DAY
+BOLTON ROVERS BEAT ASTON UNITED FIVE--NOTHING."]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+NEW RHYMES FOR OLD CHILDREN.
+
+ THE SNAIL.
+
+ The life of the snail is a fight against odds,
+ Though fought without fever or flummox;
+ You see, he is one of those gasteropods
+ Which have to proceed on their stomachs.
+
+ Just think how you'd hate to go round on your own,
+ Especially if it was gummy,
+ And wherever you travelled you left on a stone
+ The horrid imprint of your tummy!
+
+ Wherever you hid, by that glutinous trail
+ Some boring acquaintance would follow;
+ And this is the bitter complaint of the snail
+ Who is pestered to death by the swallow.
+
+ But remember, he carries his house on his back,
+ And that is a wonderful power;
+ When he goes to the sea he has nothing to pack,
+ And he cannot be caught in a shower.
+
+ After all there is something attractive in that;
+ And then he can move in a minute,
+ And it's something to have such a very small flat
+ That nobody else can get in it.
+
+ But this is what causes such numbers of snails
+ To throw themselves into abysses:--
+ They are none of them born to be definite males
+ And none of them definite misses.
+
+ They cannot be certain which one of a pair
+ Is the Daddy and which is the Mummy;
+ And that must be even more awful to bear
+ Than walking about on your tummy.
+
+ A.P.H.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ "MOTHER OF 13 HAS TRIPLETS."--_Daily Paper._
+
+The unlucky age.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+SEPTEMBER IN MY GARDEN.
+
+There are few things I find so sorrowful as to sit and smoke and reflect on
+the splendid deeds that one might have been doing if one had only had the
+chance. The PRIME MINISTER feels like this, I suppose, when he remembers
+how unkind people have prevented him from making a land fit for heroes to
+live in, and I feel it about my garden. There can be no doubt that my
+garden is not fit for heroes to saunter in; the only thing it is fit for is
+to throw used matches about in; and there is indeed a certain advantage in
+this. Some people's gardens are so tidy that you have to stick all your
+used matches very carefully into the mould, with the result that next year
+there is a shrubbery of Norwegian pine.
+
+The untidiness of my garden is due to the fault of the previous tenants.
+Nevertheless one can clearly discern through the litter of packing-cases
+which completely surrounds the house that there was originally a garden
+there.
+
+I thought something ought to be done about this, so I bought a little book
+on gardening, and, turning to September, began to read.
+
+"September," said the man, "marks the passing of summer and the advent of
+autumn, the time of ripening ruddy-faced fruits and the reign of a rich and
+gloriously-coloured flora."
+
+About the first part of this statement I have no observation to make. It is
+probably propaganda, subsidised by the Meteorological Office in order to
+persuade us that we still have a summer; it has nothing to do with my
+present theme. But with regard to the ripening ruddy-faced fruits I should
+like to point out that in my garden there are none of these things, because
+the previous tenants took them all away when they left. Not a ruddy-faced
+fruit remains. As for the rich and gloriously-coloured flora, I lifted the
+edges of all the packing-cases in turn and looked for it, but it was not
+there either. It should have consisted, I gather, of "gorgeously-coloured
+dahlias, gay sunflowers, Michaelmas daisies, gladioli and other autumn
+blossoms, adding brightness and gaiety to our flower-garden."
+
+"Gaiety" seems to be rather a strong point with this author, for a little
+further on he says, "The garden should be gay throughout the month with the
+following plants," and then follows a list of about a hundred names which
+sound like complicated diseases of the internal organs. I cannot mention
+them all, but it seems that my garden should be gay throughout with
+_Lysimachia clethroides, Kniphofia nobilis_ and _Pyrethrum uliginosum_. It
+is not. How anything can be gay with _Pyrethrum uliginosum_ I cannot
+imagine. An attitude of reverent sympathy is what I should have expected
+the garden to have. But that is what the man says.
+
+Then there is the greenhouse. "From now onwards," he writes, "the
+greenhouse will meet with a more welcome appreciation than it has during
+the summer months. The chief plants in flower will be _Lantanas_,
+_Campanula pyramidalis_, _Zonal Pelargoniums_," and about twenty more. "Oh,
+they will, will they?" I thought, and opened the greenhouse door and looked
+in. Against the wall there were two or three mouldering peach-trees, and
+all over the roof and floor a riot of green tomatoes, a fruit which even
+when it becomes ruddy-faced I do not particularly like. In a single large
+pot stood a dissipated cactus, resembling a hedgehog suffering from mange.
+
+But what was even more bitter to me than all this ruin and desolation was
+the thought of the glorious deeds I might have been doing if the garden had
+been all right. Phrases from the book kept flashing to my eye.
+
+"Thoroughly scrub the base and sides of the pots, and see that the
+drainage-holes are not sealed with soil." How it thrilled the blood!
+
+"Damp the floors and staging every morning and afternoon, and see that the
+compost is kept uniformly moist." What a fascinating pursuit!
+
+"Feed the plants once a week with liquid manure." It went like a clarion
+call to the heart.
+
+And here I was condemned to _ennui_ and indolence when I might have been
+sitting up all night dosing the _Zonal Pelargoniums_ with hot beef-tea and
+taking the temperature of the _Campanula pyramidalis_. Even with the
+ruddy-faced fruits there would have been plenty to do.
+
+"Wooden trays with open lath bottoms made to slide into a framework afford
+the best means of storing apples and pears. The ripening of pears may be
+accelerated by enclosing them in bran or dry clean sand in a closed tin
+box." It did not say how often one was to clean out the cage, nor whether
+you put groundsel between the bars.
+
+I told the man next door of my sorrows.
+
+"Well, there 's plenty to do," he said. "Get a spade and dig the garden all
+over."
+
+Dig it all over indeed when I ought to be plucking nosegays of _Lysimachia
+clethroides_ and _Pyrethrum uliginosum_ to put in my buttonhole! I prefer
+to dream my dreams.
+
+EVOE.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: _Mistress_. "SO IT'S THE CHAUFFEUR THAT'S GOING TO BE THE
+LUCKY MAN, MARY? I WAS UNDER THE IMPRESSION THAT THE BUTLER WAS THE
+FAVOURED ONE."
+
+_Cook_. "THAT WAS SO, MUM; BUT MR. WILLOUGHBY LET ME SLIP THROUGH HIS
+FINGERS."]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+THE CABMAN AND THE COIN.
+
+"We must wait a minute or two for Sir Charles," said our hostess. "Everyone
+else is here," and she beamed around the room.
+
+The various _mauvais quart d'heure_ dialogues that this speech had
+interrupted were resumed, most of them switching on to the question of
+punctuality. And then a cab was heard to stop outside and after a minute or
+so, presumably spent in financial transactions, the bell rang and the
+knocker knocked.
+
+"That's Sir Charles," said our hostess; "there he is;" and a few moments
+later the guest we all awaited so fervently was in the room, full of
+apologies.
+
+"Never mind why you're late," said our hostess, "I'm sure you couldn't help
+it. Now we'll eat," and once again a dozen Londoners fell into ark-
+approaching formation and moved towards repletion.
+
+The party was familiar enough, after certain solvents of speech had been
+applied, for conversation to become general; and during the _entree_ we
+were all listening to Sir Charles telling the famous story of the eminent
+numismatist who, visiting the British Museum, was taken for a thief. By way
+of making the narration the more vivid he felt in his pocket for a coin
+with which to illustrate the dramatic crisis, when his expression became
+suddenly alarmed and fixed.
+
+"Good heavens!" he said, fumbling nervously all over his clothes, "I've
+given it to the cabman. Of all the infernal idiocy! I knew I should. I had
+a presentiment that I should get it muddled up with my other money and give
+it away."
+
+"What was it?" he was asked.
+
+"Was it something very valuable?"
+
+"Was it a rare coin?"
+
+Murmurs of sympathy made a low accompaniment.
+
+"It was a goldmohur," said Sir Charles. "A very beautiful coin of the
+Moguls. I keep it as a kind of mascot. I've had it for years, but left it
+behind and it reached me from India only this morning. Having come away
+without it I sent a cable for it to be forwarded on. And now! It's the
+rottenest luck."
+
+"What was it worth?" our hostess asked.
+
+"Not very much. Thirty pounds perhaps. But that isn't it. The money is
+nothing--it's the sentimental associations that make the loss so serious."
+
+"Well," said a practical man, "you needn't despair. Ring up Scotland Yard
+and ask them the best thing to do."
+
+"Did you take the cabman's number?" some one asked.
+
+"Of course he didn't," our hostess replied. "Who ever does a thing like
+that?"
+
+"As a matter of fact," said Sir Charles, "I sometimes do. But this time, of
+course, I didn't." He groaned. "No, it's gone for ever. The cabman will see
+it's gold and sell it. I wouldn't trust your modern taxi-chauffeur with
+anything."
+
+"If you would feel any happier," said our hostess, "do telephone now."
+
+"No," said Sir Charles, "no. It's no use. A coin like that would never be
+surrendered. It's too interesting; even a cabman would realise that.
+Umbrellas they'll take back, of course--umbrellas and bags, but not a
+goldmohur. He'll either keep it to show his pals in public-houses or have
+it fixed up as a brooch for his wife."
+
+As Sir Charles finished speaking and once more turned gloomily to his
+neglected plate the knocker was heard again to knock, and then one of the
+maids approached her mistress and spoke to her in low tones.
+
+Our hostess brightened. "Now, Sir Charles," she said, "perhaps you'll
+revise your opinion of our taxi-drivers. Tell Sir Charles what it is," she
+said to the maid.
+
+"If you please," the maid began, "there's a cabman at the door. He says he
+brought a gentleman here and----" Here she faltered.
+
+"Go on, Robins," said her mistress.
+
+"If you please, I don't like to," said the girl. "It's so--so----"
+
+"I should like to hear it exactly," said Sir Charles.
+
+"Well," said the maid with a burst of courage, "he says there's a gentleman
+here who--who bilked him--who passed a piece of bad money on him in the
+dark. Here it is," and she handed Sir Charles the goldmohur. "And he says
+if he doesn't get an honest shilling in exchange for it he'll have the law
+on him."
+
+E.V.L.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+THE KNELL OF THE NAVY.
+
+Spooner is a remarkable fellow. His duties on board this ship are to fly
+once a week off the deck, revolve twice round the masts and sink thankfully
+down into the water, where we haul him out by the breeches and hang his
+machine up to dry on the fo'c's'le. By performing these duties four times a
+month, he leads us to believe he is preparing the way for the ultimate
+domination of Air Power. We of the Navy are obsolete, and our hulls are
+encrusted with the Harwich barnacle.
+
+The argument proceeds on these lines: One day there will be another
+war--perhaps to-morrow. We of the Navy, coalless and probably by that time
+rumless as well, will rush blindly from our harbours, our masts decked with
+Jolly Rogers and our sailors convulsed with hornpipe, to seek the enemy.
+But, alas, before the ocean spray has wetted our ruby nostrils we shall
+find ourselves descended upon from above and bombed promiscuously in the
+middle watch.
+
+It will be all over inside a nautical second. The sky will be black with
+hostile aircraft, and there will be lead in the stew and bleeding bodies in
+the bilge. Hollow laughter will sound from the bridge, where the Captain
+will find the wheel come away in his hand, and the gramophone will revolve
+eternally on a jazz rune because no one will be alive to stop it. When all
+these things occur we of the Navy will know that our day is past and done.
+
+Why our Mr. Spooner is such a remarkable fellow is because he can sit deep
+in an easy-chair and recite these things without turning a single hair on
+his top lip. Of course he realises that the work of the Navy must go
+on--until the crash descends. But it is rather unsettling for us. It seems
+to give us all a sort of impermanent feeling. Quite naturally we all ask
+what is the use of keeping up the log and painting the ship? Why isn't all
+the spare energy in the ship bent to polishing up our boat-drill? or why
+aren't the people who can afford it encouraged to buy unsinkable
+waistcoats? The Admiralty must know all about it if they are still on
+speaking terms with the Air Ministry. It's a beastly feeling.
+
+Yesterday a formation of powerful aeroplanes, which Spooner called the
+"Clutching Hand," came out from the land and flew round us, and simply
+prodded us with their propellers as we lay defenceless on the water.
+
+The bogey is undoubtedly spreading. The Admiral came aboard this afternoon
+to inspect our new guns. He yawned the whole time in his beard and did not
+ask a single question. We suppose he realises that the whole business is
+merely a makeshift arrangement for the time being and not worth bothering
+about as long as the brass is polished and the guns move up and down
+easily.
+
+Well, as far as we are concerned it only remains for Number One, who has a
+brother in the Air Force, to cancel his winter order with Breezes, the
+naval tailors, and we shall all go below and pack our trunks and get ready
+to hand the ship over to Spooner. If the Navy of the future must be under
+water there is no particular reason why we should be there too.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: MANNERS AND MODES.
+
+FASHIONABLE METEOROLOGY FOR MICHAELMAS. BRITISH ISLES: TEMPERATURE, WARM TO
+CHILLY (ACCORDING TO TASTE).]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: _Jarvey._ "YE'RE ON THE WRONG SIDE AV YERE ROAD, MICK."
+
+_Mick._ "SURE THE COUNTRY'S OUR OWN NOW AND WE CAN DHRIVE WHERE WE LIKE."]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+THE CONSPIRATORS.
+
+1.
+
+My Dear Charles,--You continue to ask me what I am doing, and why, and when
+I am going to sign the Peace, like everyone else, and return to honest
+work. The answer is in the negative. Though I am very fond of peace, I
+don't like work. And, as for being honest, I tend rather to politics. Have
+I never told you that I take a leading part on the Continent in the great
+Class War now raging? And, by the way, has anyone let you know that it is
+only a matter of time before the present order of society is closed down,
+the rule of the proletariat established and people like Charles set on to
+clean the streets or ruthlessly eliminated?
+
+LENIN began to worry about you as long ago as 1915, and you know what
+happens to people when LENIN really starts to worry about them. He wasn't
+satisfied that enough violent interest was being taken in you; the mere
+Socialists he regarded as far too moderate and genteel. As for their First
+and their Second International--he wanted something thoroughgoing,
+something with a bit of ginger to it. So at the Zimmerwald Congress on the
+5th September of that year all the out-and-outs unanimously declared war to
+the knife agin the Government, whatever and wherever the Government might
+be. How many long and weary years have you waited, Charles, to be told what
+Zimmerwaldianism might be--a religious tendency, a political aspiration, a
+valvular disease of the appendix or something to do with motor-cars? Ah,
+but that is as nothing to the secrets I am going to let you into, to force
+you into, before I have done with you.
+
+It was not until well into 1918 that I myself began to worry about LENIN.
+He had left Switzerland by that time, having got tired of the jodelling
+Swiss and their infernally placid mountains. When the revolution broke out
+in Russia he felt it was just the thing for him, and his German backers
+felt he was just the man for it. So LENIN, whose real name isn't LENIN,
+went into partnership with TROTSKY, whose real name isn't TROTSKY, and set
+up in business in Moscow. But the thing was too good to be confined to
+Russia; an export department was clearly called for. It was when they began
+in the "off-licence" trade, in the "jug-and-bottle" business, that they ran
+up against your Henry.
+
+With the view of upheaving Switzerland, LENIN and Co. sent a Legation to
+its capital, the principle being, no doubt, that before you cut another
+people's throat you must first establish friendly relations. This Legation
+arrived in May, 1918, when we were all so occupied with the War, making
+returns and indents and things, that it hoped to pass unnoticed. But there
+was something about that Legation which caught the eye; it had not the
+Foreign Office look about it--smart Homburg hats, washleather gloves,
+attache-cases with majestic locks, spats ... there was something missing.
+It looked as if it might be so many Anarchists plotting a bomb affair.
+
+And that's what it was. I suppose you will say I am inventing it when I
+tell you that it used to sit round a table, in the basement of an Italian
+restaurant, devising schemes for getting rid of people (especially people
+like Charles) _en bloc_; that it didn't provide the Italian restaurant-
+keeper with as much money as he thought he could do with; that the Italian
+restaurant-keeper came round to see us after dark; wouldn't give his name;
+came into the room hurriedly; locked the door behind him; whispered "H'st!"
+and told us all about it. It requires an Italian to do that sort of thing
+properly; but this fellow was better than the best. I couldn't go to a
+cinema for months afterwards because it lacked the thrill of real life.
+
+We were so impressed with his performance that we asked him his trade. He
+dropped the sinister, assumed the bashful and told us that he was an
+illusionist and juggler before he took to restaurant-keeping and sleuthing.
+He juggled four empty ink-pots for our entertainment and made one of them
+disappear. Not quite the way to treat a world-revolution; but there! This
+was all in the autumn of 1918, when we were naturally a bit above
+ourselves.
+
+Switzerland has four frontiers--German, Austrian, Italian and French.
+Lenin's Legation had opened up modestly and without ostentation as becomes
+a world's reformer, a distributing office on each one of the four. Somehow
+I could never work myself up to be really alarmed at jolly ANNA BALABANOFF,
+but I fancy she has done as much harm since as most people achieve here on
+earth. Her job was to work into Italy; but in those days, when war
+conditions still prevailed, she couldn't do much more than stand on the
+shores of the Lake of Lugano and scowl at the opposite side, which is
+Italian. Do you remember the lady's photograph in our daily Press? If so
+you will agree with me that even that measure was enough to start unrest in
+Italy....
+
+Charles, my lad, let us break off there and leave you for a week all of a
+tremble. In the course of these Sensational Revelations we are going to see
+something of the arrangements made for the break-up of the old world,
+which, with all its faults, we know we still love. The process of
+reconstruction is not yet defined, and will probably not be attempted in
+our time. In any case, when things arrive at that stage, there will be no
+Charles and, I am still more sorry to say, no Henry.
+
+Now, whatever you may think about it, I for one am not prepared to be
+scrapped and to become part of a dump of oddments waiting instructions for
+removal from a Bolshevist Disposals Board. You know what these Disposal
+Boards are; one's body might lie out in the rain for years while the
+minutes were being passed round the Moscow Departments. I have worried
+myself to death about it, and now I am going to worry you. I am going to
+make your flesh creep and your blood run cold. No use your telling me you
+don't care what is coming along in the future, provided you can be left in
+peace for the present. _I shall tap you on the shoulder and shall whisper
+into your ear the resolutions passed with regard to you as recently as the
+end of July last at Moscow._. I'll make you so nervous that you daren't get
+into bed, and, once in bed, daren't get out again. I expect to have you mad
+in about three weeks, and even then I shall pass more copies of this paper,
+with more revelations in them, through the bars of your asylum window.
+
+All that for sixpence a week is not expensive, is it, dear Charles?
+
+Yours ever,
+
+HENRY.
+
+(_To be continued._)
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: _Officer._ "WHEN YOU SEE A MOON LIKE THAT, THOMPSON, DOESN'T
+IT SOMETIMES MAKE YOU FEEL A LITTLE BIT SENTIMENTAL?"
+
+_P.O._ "NO, SIR, I CAN'T SAY IT DO. THE ON'Y TIME I GETS SLOPPY NOW IS WHEN
+I'VE 'AD A FEW NICE-LOOKIN' PINTS O' BEER."]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+COMMERCIAL CANDOUR.
+
+ "Do not delay. The above coats will last only few hours."--_New Zealand
+ Star._
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ "Mr. ---- highly recommends his Butler; left through death."--_Morning
+ Paper._
+
+Should suit SIR OLIVER LODGE.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ "Black Waler Mare, 15-1, six years off, up to 14 stones, easy paces,
+ regularly ridden by a lady touched in wind."--_Weekly Paper._
+
+This doesn't matter if the mare is all right.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: _Golfer_ (_to old lady who has established herself on the
+border of the fairway_). "EXCUSE ME, MADAM, BUT DO YOU KNOW IT IS RATHER
+DANGEROUS TO SIT THERE?"
+
+_Old Lady._ "OH, THANK YOU VERY MUCH--BUT I'M SITTING ON A BIT OF MY
+NEWSPAPER."]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+TO JAMES IN THE BATH.
+
+ Without the bolted door at muse I stand,
+ My restive sponge and towel in my hand.
+ Thus to await you, Jimmy, is not strange,
+ But as I wait I mark a woeful change.
+ Time was when wrathfully I should have heard
+ Loud jubilation mock my hope deferred;
+ For who, first in the bathroom, fit and young,
+ Would, as he washed, refrain from giving tongue,
+ Nor chant his challenge from the soapy deep,
+ Inspired by triumph and renewed by sleep?
+ Then how is this? Here have I waited long,
+ Yet heard no crash of surf, no snatch of song.
+ James, I am sad, forgetting to be cold;
+ Does this decorum mean that we grow old?
+ I knew you, James, as clamorous in your bath
+ As porpoises that thresh the ocean-path;
+ Oh! as you bathed when we were happy boys,
+ You drowned the taps with inharmonious noise;
+ Above the turmoil of the lathered wave
+ How you would bellow ditties of the brave!
+ How, wilder that the sea-mew, through the foam
+ Whistle shrill strains that agonised your home.
+ In the brimmed bath you revelled; all the floor
+ Was swamped with spindrift; underneath the door
+ The maddened water gushed, while strong and high
+ Your piercing top-note staggered passers-by.
+ But now I hear the running taps alone,
+ A faint and melancholy monotone;
+ Or just a gentle swirl when sober hope
+ Searches the bath's profound to salve the soap.
+ Sadly I kick the unresponsive door;
+ Youth, with its blithe ablutions, is no more.
+
+ W.K.H.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+IN A GOOD CAUSE.
+
+Among the minor charitable organisations of London not the least admirable
+and useful is the Santa Claus Home at Highgate, which the two Misses
+CHARLES have been administering with such devotion and success since 1891.
+Its modest aim is to keep open twenty beds for small children suffering
+from hip and spinal disease, and to give them such treatment as will
+prevent them becoming hopeless cripples; and this purpose hitherto has been
+fulfilled no one can say exactly how, but with help not only from known
+friends but mysteriously from the ravens. To-day, however, the high cost of
+living has set up a very serious obstacle, and debt and failure seem
+inevitable unless five hundred pounds can be collected quickly. Any reader
+of _Punch_ moved to bestow alms on as sincere and deserving a a work of
+altruism as could be found is urged to send a donation to Miss CHARLES,
+Santa Claus Home, Cholmeley Park, Highgate, N.6.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ "Although its run in the evening bill must necessarily be limited to
+ two weeks, steps will be taken to remove it to other quarters should it
+ prove to the taste of the public. _That failing, it will continue to be
+ given at the ---- Theatre for a series of matinees._"--_Daily Paper._
+
+The italics are ours, though it is not really our funeral, as we never go
+to matinees.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: SALVAGE.
+
+OLD KING COAL (_to his champion_). "HAVE YOU SAVED THE SITUATION?"
+
+MR. SMILLIE. "WELL, BETWEEN OURSELVES, I WOULDN'T QUITE SAY THAT; BUT I'M
+HOPING TO SAVE MY FACE."]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: THE RETURN FROM THE HOLIDAY.
+
+"SED REVOCARE GRADUM ... HOC OPUS, HIC LABOR, EST."]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+THE SHRIMP TEST.
+
+At last we have an explanation of a good deal of the social and industrial
+unrest of recent months. Since April there has been a serious shrimp
+shortage.
+
+How far this is responsible for dissatisfaction among the miners and other
+workers it is impossible to say; but in other circles of society this
+shrimp shortage has been responsible for much. From golf-courses this
+summer has come a stream of complaint that the game is not what it was.
+Sportsmen, again, have gone listlessly to their task and have petulantly
+wondered why the bags have been so poor. House-parties have been failures.
+In many a Grand Stand nerves have gone to pieces. Undoubtedly this grave
+news from the North Sea is the explanation. What can one expect when there
+are no shrimps for tea?
+
+For the eating of shrimps is more than a mere assimilation of nourishment,
+more even than the consumption of an article of diet which is beneficial to
+brain tissues and nerve centres. After all, the oyster or the haddock
+serves equally well for those purposes.
+
+But before one eats a shrimp a certain deftness and delicacy of
+manipulation are needed to effect the neat extraction of the creature from
+its unpalatable cuticle. Not so with the haddock.
+
+Shrimp-eating is something more than table deportment; it is a test of
+_sangfroid_ and _savoir faire_, qualities so necessary to the welfare of
+the nation. The man who can efficiently prepare shrimps for seemly
+consumption, chatting brightly the while with his fair neighbour and
+showing neither mental nor physical distress, can be relied upon to comport
+himself with efficiency whether in commerce or statecraft.
+
+Watch a man swallow an oyster, and how much more do you know of him after
+the operation than you knew before? But put him in a Marchioness's
+drawing-room and set a shrimp before him, and the manner in which he
+tackles the task will reveal the sort of stuff he is made of.
+
+The shrimp test is one before which physically strong men have broken down,
+while the seemingly weak have displayed amazing fortitude.
+
+In these days, when it behoves every man among us to be at his best, we
+view this famine in shrimps with grave concern, and we trust that the Board
+of Agriculture and Fisheries is alive to the significance of this crisis.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+PUBLISHER'S COLUMN.
+
+ "Colonel Repington's Diary.
+
+ NEW BOOKS.
+ The Revelation of St. John.
+
+ NEW FICTION.
+ The Autobiography of Judas Iscariot."--_Scotch Paper._
+
+And MARGOT next week.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+RAINY MORNING.
+
+ As I was walking in the rain
+ I met a fairy down a lane.
+ We walked along the road together;
+ I soon forgot about the weather.
+ He told me lots of lovely things:
+ The story that the robin sings,
+ And where the rabbits go to school,
+ And how to know a fairy pool,
+ And what to say and what to do
+ If bogles ever bother you.
+
+ The flowers peeped from hedgy places
+ And shook the raindrops from their faces,
+ And furry creatures all the way
+ Came popping out and said "Good-day."
+ But when we reached the little bend
+ Just where the village houses end
+ He seemed to slip into the ground,
+ And when I looked about I found
+ The rain was suddenly all over
+ And the sun shining on the clover.
+
+ R.F.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+PAROCHIAL HUMOUR.
+
+ "CHURCH OUTING.--All arrangements for the outing were made by the Hon.
+ Sec., and we are grateful to him for a very happy day. A walk to ----
+ Church, cricket, tea and a game of bounders formed the programme."--
+ _Parish Magazine._
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ "PRONUNCIATIONS IN THIS PAPER.
+
+ Bona fides ... Boner-fy-dees.
+ Grasse ... Grar."--_The Children's Newspaper._
+
+The idear!
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: _Enlightened Yokel_ (_explaining the picture in a hoarse
+whisper_). "THE BLEW BE THE ZEE, JEM, AN' THE YALLER BE THE CORN, SURE
+NUFF. AN' THE BIT O' BROWN IN THE CORNER--BUST ME, THAT MUST BE TH' OL'
+GEYSER 'ERSELF!"]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+MIRIAM'S TWO BABIES.
+
+That last morning at Easthaven, Miriam, alone of us three, preserved her
+equanimity. I had arisen with the lark, having my own things to pack, to
+say nothing--though nothing was not the only thing I said--of Billie's pram
+and Billie's cot and Billie's bath. I wished afterwards I had let the lark
+rise by himself; if I do heavy work before breakfast I always feel a little
+depressed ("snappy" is Miriam's crude synonym) for the remainder of the
+day.
+
+As to Billie, his first farewells went off admirably. He blew a kiss to the
+lighthouse, that tall friend who had winked at him so jovially night after
+night. And it was good to see him hoisted aloft--pale-blue jersey,
+goldilocks and small wild-rose face--to hug his favourite fisherman, Mr.
+Moy, of the grizzled beard and the twinkling eyes.
+
+But when the time came for Billie to say good-bye to the beach he refused
+point-blank.
+
+"Billie wants to keep it," he vociferated.
+
+Miriam, woman-like, was all for compromise. Billie should fill his pail
+with pretty pebbles and take them to London in the puffer-train. I
+demurred. The fishermen already complained that the south-easterly gales
+were scouring their beach away. Moreover, as I explained to Miriam, ere
+long it would devolve upon me to carry the dressing-case, Billie himself
+and--as likely as not--the deck-chairs and the tea-basket. Why increase my
+burdens by a hundredweight or so of Easthaven beach?
+
+It ended by her admitting I was perfectly right, and--by Billie filling his
+pail with pretty pebbles.
+
+I still had that feeling of depression when we returned to our rooms for an
+early luncheon (there's nothing I so detest); after which we discovered
+that Miriam thought I had told the man to call for the luggage at 12.45,
+while I thought that Miriam had told the man to call for the luggage at
+12.45.
+
+And then we had to change twice, and the trains were crowded, and Miriam
+insisted on looking at _The Daily Dressmaker_, and Billie insisted on not
+looking at _Mother Goose_.
+
+At Liverpool Street station I kept my temper in an iron control while
+pointing out to quite a number of taxi-men the ease with which Billie's
+pram and Billie's cot and Billie's bath could be balanced upon their
+vehicles. But the climax came when, Miriam having softened the heart of one
+of them, we were held up in a block at Oxford Circus, and Billie, _a
+propos_ of nothing, drooped his under lip and broke into a roar--
+
+"Billie wants the sea-side! Billie wants Mr. Moy!"
+
+I suppose Miriam did her best, but he was not to be quieted, and old ladies
+in omnibuses peered reproaches at me, the cruel, cruel parent. I frowned
+upon Miriam.
+
+"Will nothing stop the child?"
+
+"There's a smut on your nose, dear," was all she replied. I rubbed my nose;
+I also ground my teeth....
+
+I was still wrestling on the pavement with the pram, the cot and the rest
+of it, when Billie's cries from within the house suddenly ceased. Had the
+poor little chap burst something? I hurried indoors and found him--all
+sunshine after showers--seated on the floor with rocking-horse and Noah's
+ark and butcher's shop grouped around him.
+
+"He's quite good now he's got his toys," he assured me, no doubt echoing
+something Miriam had just said.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+I reached my study and collapsed into a chair. What a day! But little by
+little, shelf upon shelf, I became aware of the books I had not seen for a
+whole month: LAMB, my Elizabethans, a row of STEVENSON. I did not want to
+read; it was enough to feast one's eyes on their backs, to take down a
+volume and handle it my old green-jacketed BROWNING, for instance. And the
+small red MEREDITHS all needed rearranging.
+
+A little later I turned round to see Miriam standing in the doorway.
+Remorse seized me; I put an arm about her, with--"Tired, old thing?"
+
+She looked down at my books and, half-smiling, she looked up again.
+
+"He's quite good now he's got his toys," she said, and kissed me.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+VERY PERSONAL.
+
+Just to see what it looks like with my name in it, I have been making a
+diary of my doings (some real, some imaginary) in the approved language of
+the Society and Personal column.
+
+I am Mr. James Milfly. This is how it looks:--
+
+"Yesterday was the fortieth birthday of Mr. James Milfly. He passed it
+quietly at the office and at home. No congratulatory messages were received
+and no replies will be sent."
+
+"Among the outgoing passengers on the paddle steamer _Solent Tortoise_, on
+Tuesday, was Mr. James Milfly. He returned to the mainland the same
+evening, and will be at Southsea four days longer, after which, unless he
+can think of an adequate excuse, he will return to town."
+
+"Mr. James Milfly, who recently sustained a laceration of the finger while
+cleaning his safety razor after use, passed another good night. The injured
+member is healing satisfactorily, and no further bulletins will be issued."
+
+"The performance of _The Bibulous Butler_ at the Corinthian Theatre last
+night was witnessed by Mr. James Milfly and party, who occupied two seats
+in the eighth row of the pit."
+
+"Mr. James Milfly is a guest for the week-end at Acacia Lodge, Clumpton,
+the residence of his old friend, Mr. Albert Purges. Excellent sparrow-
+shooting was enjoyed after tea on Saturday in the famous home coverts from
+which the lodge derives its title."
+
+"Among those unable to be present at the Duchess of Dibdale's reception on
+Friday was Mr. James Milfly, no invitation having reached him."
+
+"Mr. James Milfly has been granted his wife's authority to wear on his
+watch-chain the bronze medal of the Blimpham Horticultural Society, won by
+his exhibit of a very large marrow at the society's recent show."
+
+"Maria, Mrs. Murdon, is visiting her son-in-law, Mr. James Milfly. Her stay
+is likely to be a lengthy one."
+
+"Mr. James Milfly will spend the greater part of to-morrow in London. No
+letters will be forwarded."
+
+Try this for yourself. You have no idea what a sense of pomp and well-fed
+importance it gives you.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: _Kirk Elder._ "MAN, I'M SHOCKED TAE HEAR YOU'RE GAUN TAE GET
+MARRIT TAE A LASSIE O' NINETEEN."
+
+_Angus._ "OCH, SHE'S THE SAME AGE AS MA FIRRST WIFE WHEN I MARRIT _HER_."]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ "THE WEATHER.
+
+ 'Fair generally: night frosts,' is the forecast for the next 24
+ months."--_Provincial Paper._
+
+The best news for a long time.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+HOW TO BRIGHTEN VILLAGE LIFE.
+
+ "The exterior painting of the day school has been completed by the
+ Vicar, assisted by the caretaker. Their appearance is greatly improved
+ as a result."--_Provincial Paper._
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ "---- HOTEL DINING-ROOM.
+
+ OPEN TO NON-RESIDENTS WITH ORCHESTRAL ACCOMPANIMENT."--_Jersey Paper._
+
+Residents, we understand, need only bring their mouth (and other) organs.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ "Wanted, 'Cello (could reside in if desired)."--_Provincial Paper._
+
+The housing problem solved at last.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+Smith Minor says he would rather be called Smith Secundus. There is a
+pleasanter sound about that qualification just now.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+AT THE PLAY.
+
+"A Night Out."
+
+Everybody except myself seems to recall the fact that the late farce of
+this name, adapted from _L'Hotel du Libre Echange_, ran for five hundred
+nights before it expired. Some restorative music has now been applied to it
+and the corpse has revived. Indeed there are the usual signs of another
+long run. The trouble is that nearly all the cast at the Winter Garden
+Theatre seem to think that, if the play is to run, they must run too. They
+don't keep still for a moment, because they dare not. Even Mr. LESLIE
+HENSON, whose fun would be more effective if he didn't try so hard, feels
+that he must be at top pressure all the while with his face and his body
+and his words. Yet he could well afford to keep some of his strength in
+reserve, for he is a born humourist (in what one might perhaps call the
+Golliwog vein). But, whether it is that he underrates his own powers or
+that he can't contain himself, he keeps nothing in reserve; and the others,
+less gifted, follow his lead. They persist in "pressing," as if they had no
+confidence in their audience or their various authors or even themselves.
+
+One is, of course, used to this with singers in musical comedy, who make a
+point of turning the lyrics assigned to them into unintelligible patter.
+Perhaps in the present case we lost little by that, though there was one
+song (of which I actually heard the words) that seemed to me to contain the
+elements of a sound and consoling philosophy. It ran something like this:--
+
+ For you won't be here and I won't be here
+ When a hundred years are gone,
+ But somebody else will be well in the cart*
+ And the world will still go on.
+
+ * Or, alternatively, soup.
+
+Mr. LESLIE HENSON, as I have hinted, allowed himself--and us--no rest. His
+energy was devastating; he gave the audience so much for their money that
+in the retrospect I feel ashamed of not having paid for my seat. One's
+taste for him may need acquiring; but, once acquired, there is clearly no
+getting away from it. Perhaps his most irresistible moment was when he laid
+out six policemen and then meekly surrendered to a female constable who led
+him off by the ear.
+
+Mr. FRED LESLIE (a name to conjure with!) was almost fiercely emphatic in
+the part of _Paillard_, and I preferred the relatively quiet methods of Mr.
+AUSTIN MELFORD, who did without italics. Mr. RALPH ROBERTS was droll as a
+waiter; and it may have been my fault that I found Mr. DAVY BURNABY rather
+unfunny in the part of _Matthieu_.
+
+Of the ladies, two could sing and two, or even three, could act (Miss LILY
+ST. JOHN could do both); nearly all had good looks and a few of them were
+pleasantly acrobatic.
+
+The scene of the Hotel Pimlico, with an alleged private sitting-room on one
+side, an alleged bedroom on the other, and a hall and staircase in the
+middle, was extraordinarily unconvincing. The partition walls came to an
+end at quite a long distance from the front; and, with the general company
+spreading themselves at large over the whole width of the foreground, it
+was very difficult to entertain any illusion of that privacy which is of
+the essence of the _cabinet particulier_. I say nothing of the bedroom,
+whose tenancy was frankly promiscuous.
+
+The fun, of course, is old-fashioned; if one may say it of a French farce,
+it is Victorian. Apart from a few topical allusions worked in rather
+perfunctorily there is scarcely anything said or done that might not have
+been said or done in the 'eighties. But for a certain type of Englishman
+there is a perennial attraction in feeling that at any moment the
+proprieties may be outraged. That they never actually are outraged does not
+seem very greatly to affect his pleasure. He can always console himself
+with easy conjecture of the wickedness of the original. So there will never
+be wanting a public for these _Noctes Parisianae_.
+
+Let us hope that somehow it all helps to keep the sacred flame of the
+Entente burning. _Vive MILLERAND!_
+
+O.S.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+BETTERING THE BANYOROS.
+
+(_By a Student of Anthropology._)
+
+Sir JAMES FRAZER'S luminous _resume_ of the investigations of the MACKIE
+Expedition amongst the Banyoros has only one defect. He omits all reference
+to the subsequent and even more fruitful visit of the Expedition to the
+adjoining Noxas tribe, whose manners and customs are of extraordinary
+interest. This remarkable race are noted not merely for their addiction to
+the dance, but for the kaleidoscopic rapidity with which the dances
+themselves are changed from season to season. Only a few years ago the
+entire tribe were under the spell of the Ognat, which in turn gave place to
+the Tortskof and the Zaj, the last named being an exercise in which violent
+contortions of the body were combined with the profoundest melancholy of
+facial expression. Curiously enough the musicians who are employed at these
+dances are not of indigenous stock, but of a negroid type and are imported
+from a distance at high salaries.
+
+The literary gifts of this singular tribe are on a par with their saltatory
+talent, but are at present mainly occupied in the keeping of personal
+records, led therein by a chieftainess named Togram, in which the
+conversations, peculiarities, complexions and dresses of their friends are
+set down and described with ferocious _bonhomie_. The tablets containing
+these records are then posted up in conspicuous places of resort, with the
+most stimulating and entertaining results.
+
+It is noteworthy that the ruler of the country is not chosen from the
+dancing or Bunihugoro section of the community, but from the powerful Renim
+clan, who devote themselves intermittently to the task of providing the
+country with fuel. The chieftain wields great power and is regarded with
+reverence by his followers, but is in turn expected to devote himself
+entirely to their interests, and if he fails to satisfy is promptly
+replaced by a more energetic leader. As the great bulk of the community
+yield allegiance to an hereditary sovereign of strictly defined powers this
+interesting country offers the agreeable spectacle of a state in which the
+dulness of constitutional government is happily tempered by the delights of
+industrial dictatorship.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+TO CERTAIN CAUTIOUS PROPHETS.
+
+(_Suggested by the almost invariable form of the last sentence in the
+Weather Report._)
+
+ Ye watchers of the wind and rain,
+ Forgive me for becoming nettled
+ By your monotonous refrain:
+ "The further outlook is unsettled."
+
+ When, on a bright and sunlit morn,
+ I rise refreshed and finely fettled
+ Your cue is not to cheer but warn:
+ "The further outlook is unsettled."
+
+ They are too rare, these halcyon days,
+ When earth's a paradise rose-petalled,
+ For you to chill us with a phrase:
+ "The further outlook is unsettled."
+
+ Too often have I shirked the goal
+ At which (as Scotsmen say) I ettled,
+ Discouraged by your words of dole:
+ "The further outlook is unsettled."
+
+ For instance, lately I resigned
+ A trip to Shetland to be shettled;
+ Your menace made me change my mind:
+ "The further outlook is unsettled."
+
+ Henceforth I'm going to defy
+ You and your breed, inert, unmettled,
+ Who chant that sad Cassandra cry:
+ "The further outlook is unsettled."
+
+ Ay, if I held untrammelled sway
+ I'd have you bottled up and kettled
+ Like djinns, until you ceased to say:
+ "The further outlook is unsettled."
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: MAJOR-GENERAL X AT THE FRONT IN 1918--]
+
+[Illustration: AND ON THE BRIGHTON ROAD IN 1920.]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+PIGS.
+
+"Pigs pays," said Mrs. Pugsley.
+
+"So I have heard."
+
+"Pigs always pays; but Pugsley's pigs pays prodigious."
+
+I rejoiced with her.
+
+"Took 'em up sudden, he did; and now that interested! You'd never think
+that pigs 'ld twine themselves round a man's heart, so to speak, would
+you?"
+
+"No."
+
+"That's how it is with Willum. Reads nothing but about pigs; they'm his
+only joy. In partnership with Uncle Eli over them. First time Uncle Eli
+took to anything wholesome in his life. When Willum loses a pig he's that
+low that he puts on a black tie. Wonnerful!"
+
+It was. I knew Willum, otherwise Uncle Billy, and something about his
+tastes. I had the pleasure of meeting him on the foreshore that afternoon.
+No doubt he was studying pigs; but the title of the book he had in his hand
+was _Form at a Glance_.
+
+"Pig form, I presume," said I politely.
+
+"Now then, Missie, don't go giving me away. All's lovely at home. Me and
+Uncle Eli has clubbed together to buy Bodger's racing tips. Bodger's got
+brain. Doing very well, we are. Sure, I can't tell the missus, and she a
+Plymouth Rock."
+
+"Isn't it Plymouth Sister?"
+
+"Maybe; but I think there's a rock in it somewhere. Anyway we agreed when
+we married to keep our purses in the same drawer, and mine's bulging."
+
+"You are a brave man, Uncle Billy. What about the day she will want to see
+your pigs?"
+
+"A thought that wakes me at night. We keep 'em out in the country, I'd have
+you know. There, why take a fence before you come to it? There'll be wisdom
+given."
+
+Apparently there was, but the address from which the wisdom came was
+indistinct.
+
+"Willum," said Mrs. Pugsley one day, "to-morrow I'm coming to see they pigs
+of yours; bless their fat sides!"
+
+"You shall, my tender dear," said Uncle Billy. "Yes, to-morrow noon you'll
+see the blessed things."
+
+Almost at dawn he presented himself at Farmer Dodge's and astonished that
+good man by asking to be allowed to hire a few pigs for the day.
+
+Farmer Dodge scratched his head.
+
+"Well, I've been asked to loan out most things in my time, but never pigs
+before. Where be taking them?"
+
+"Home."
+
+"That's a matter of better than two miles. Have 'ee thought of the wear and
+tear and the loss of good lard? No, Uncle Billy, I won't fly against the
+will of Heaven. If pigs had been meant to go for walks they'd have had legs
+according. Their legs hain't for walking; they'm for hams."
+
+Uncle Billy drew near and explained. Farmer Dodge grinned.
+
+"To do down your missus? Well, I like a jest as well as any, and to put
+females in their place is meat and taties to me; but 'tis a luxury, and
+luxury is what you like but can do without."
+
+In the end Uncle Billy drove a bargain by which he secured the use of six
+pigs for a few hours and paid three shillings per pig. For three-and-six he
+also hired the help of a boy to drive them; as he remarked, he could have
+had more than another pig for that money, but it would be warm work for him
+alone.
+
+The inhabitants of the houses on the terrace of the little sea-side town
+where the Pugsleys lived were thrilled at noon by the arrival of a small
+herd of swine. The animals looked rather tired but settled down contentedly
+in the front-garden of No. 3.
+
+Mrs. Pugsley, hearing their voices, came to the door.
+
+"Why, Willum, I was just making ready to come out with you to go and see
+them."
+
+"My tender dear," he said with emotion, "would I let you be taken miles in
+this heat to see the finest pigs ever littered? No. 'Tis not for my wife to
+go to see pigs, 'tis for pigs to come to see my wife. Here they be. That's
+Spion Kop, the big black one--called because 'tis the highest mountain in
+America and he's to make the highest price. The pink one is Square Measure,
+for he'll eat his own size in meal any day. That's Diadem--no, it's not;
+Diadem lost--I should say Diadem's lost to us." Uncle Billy lifted his hat
+reverently. "The ginger one is Comrade--a fine name."
+
+"Why, 'tis a little sow."
+
+"And what better comrade than a blessed female, my loving dear, and who'd
+know that better than me?"
+
+"Don't you go mixing me up with the pigs, Willum; I won't have it. What's
+the name of that perky black one?"
+
+"Mount Royal," said Uncle Billy. "I'm a KING'S man and like to respect they
+set over me. Royal just means one of the KING'S family."
+
+The parade was dismissed; the herd returned to its home and Uncle Billy
+paid the cost of wear and tear.
+
+He sat smoking that evening in a state of blissful content. All had gone
+well; the dreaded black moment was over. Mrs. Pugsley knitted furiously in
+silence.
+
+"Now what might you be turning over in that mind of yours?" asked Uncle
+Billy.
+
+"Pigs."
+
+"Couldn't do better."
+
+"And their names. Maybe you won't christen any more until after the
+Cesarewitch."
+
+She folded up her knitting and went to bed, leaving Uncle Billy as if
+turned to stone. When he recovered he sought out Uncle Eli and said:--
+
+"Eli, she's known all along. She knowed when I was driving they brasted
+pigs here in the heat. She's never been took in at all. And that's a woman.
+That's what married me."
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: _Bridegroom_ (_twenty minutes late, excitedly, to Verger_).
+"DON'T TELL ME THE THING'S OVER."]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ "It would be wrong to enter upon political questions in these pages,
+ but there can be no harm in suggesting that prayer should be made as
+ much for our rulers at Westminster as for people in Ireland. The
+ Collect, with certain alterations, for Those at Sea would seem
+ especially suitable."--_Exeter Diocesan Gazette._
+
+Very neatly and clerically put.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: _Smith_ (_member of bowling club_). "DO YOU KNOW THESE BALLS
+COST FIVE GUINEAS EACH?"
+
+_Jones_ (_golfer_). "BY JOVE! I HOPE YOU DON'T LOSE MANY IN THE 'ROUGH.'"]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+OUR BOOKING-OFFICE.
+
+(_By Mr. Punch's Staff of Learned Clerks_.)
+
+Undeniably ours is an age in which fond memory fills not only the heart of
+man but the shelves of the circulating libraries to a degree bordering upon
+excess. But, let reminiscences be even more frequent than they are, there
+would yet remain a welcome for such a book as Mr. W.H. MALLOCK'S attractive
+_Memoirs of Life and Literature_ (CHAPMAN AND HALL). The reason of this
+lies not more in the interest of what is told than in the fact that these
+memories have the advantage of being recalled by one who is master of a
+singularly engaging pen. Nothing in the book better displays its quality of
+charm than the opening chapters, with their picture of an old-world
+Devonshire, and in particular the group of related houses in which the
+boyhood of the future anti-socialist was so delightfully spent. Gracious
+homes have always had a special appeal to the author of _The New Republic_,
+as you are here reminded in a score of happy recollections. Then comes
+Oxford, and that meeting with SWINBURNE in the Balliol drawing-room that
+seems to have been the common experience of memoir-writers. Some
+entertaining chapters give a cheerful picture of London life when Mr.
+MALLOCK entered it, and Society, still Polite, opened its most exclusive
+doors to the young explorer. The rest of the book is devoted to a record of
+friendships, travel, an analysis of the writer's literary activities, and a
+host of good stories. Perhaps I have just space for one quotation--the
+prayer delivered by the local minister in the hall of Ardverike: "God bless
+Sir John; God bless also her dear Leddyship; bless the tender youth of the
+two young leddies likewise. We also unite in begging Thee to have mercy on
+the puir governess." A book of singular fragrance and individuality.
+
+The Victorians used to talk, perhaps do still, about the lure of the stage;
+but I am inclined to suppose this was as nothing beside the lure of the
+stage-novel. All our writers apparently feel it, and in most cases their
+bones whiten the fields of failure. But amongst those of whom this
+certainly cannot be said is Mr. HORACE A. VACHELL, whose new book, _The
+Fourth Dimension_ (MURRAY), has both pleased and astonished me by its
+freedom from those defects that so often ruin the theatrical story. For one
+thing, of course, the explanation of this lies in my sustaining confidence
+that I was being handed out the genuine stuff. When a dramatist of Mr.
+VACHELL'S experience says that stage-life is thus and thus, well, I have to
+believe him. As a fact I seldom read so convincing a word-picture of that
+removed and esoteric existence. The title (not too happy) means the world
+beyond the theatre, that which so many players count well lost for the
+compensations of applause and fame; and the story is of a young and
+phenomenally successful actress, _Jess Yeo_, in whom the claims of
+domesticity and the love of her dramatist husband are shown in conflict
+with the attractions of West-End stardom and photographs in the illustrated
+papers. Eventually--but I suppose I can hardly tell that without spoiling
+for you what goes before the event. Anyhow, if I admit that the ending did
+not inspire me with any sanguine hope of happiness ever after, it at least
+put a pleasant finish on an attractive and successful tale.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+_In the Mountains_ (MACMILLAN) is one of those pleasant books of which the
+best review would be a long string of quotations, and that is a very
+complimentary thing to say about any novel. Written in diary form, on the
+whole successfully, it tells little of doing and much of being, and a great
+deal more of feeling than of either. It is scarcely necessary after that to
+add that it is discursive. As a matter of fact I found that for me that
+half of its charm which did not lie in being whisked off, as it were by
+magic, to sit in the sunshine of Switzerland lay in its author's
+reflections upon subjects quite unconnected with her story, and as far
+apart from each other as LAW'S _Serious Call_ and the effect of different
+kinds of underclothing on the outward demeanour of the wearer. From the
+human document point of view it is as a picture of the convalescence of a
+soul sick with grief that _In the Mountains_ deserves attention. I cannot
+imagine that anyone who has ever got well again after sorrow will fail to
+recognise its truth. The little mystery and the slender love-story which
+hold the discursiveness together are just sufficient but so slight that
+they shall not even be hinted at here. For the rest the book is whimsical,
+thoughtful, sentimental by turns and, in spite of its tolerance, a shade
+superior; with now and then a phrase which left me wondering whether a
+blushing cheek would deserve the Garter motto's rebuke; in fact it
+resembles more than anything else on earth what the "German garden" of a
+certain "Elizabeth" might grow into if she transplanted it to a Swiss
+mountain-top.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+_Peregrine in Love_ (HODDER AND STOUGHTON) is a story whose sentimental
+title does it considerably less than justice. It gives no indication of
+what is really an admirably vivacious comedy of courtship and intrigue,
+with a colonial setting that is engagingly novel. Miss C. FOX SMITH seems
+to know Victoria and the island of Vancouver with the intimacy of long
+affection; her pen-pictures and her idiom are both of them convincingly
+genuine. The result for the reader is a twofold interest, half in seeing
+what will be to most an unfamiliar place under expert guidance, half in the
+briskly moving intrigue supposed to be going on there. I say "supposed,"
+because, to be frank, Miss FOX SMITH'S story, good fun as it is, hardly
+convinces like her setting. You may, for example, feel that you have met
+before in fiction the lonely hero who rescues the solitary maiden, his
+shipmate, from undesirable society, and falls in love with her, only to
+learn that she is voyaging to meet her betrothed. At this point I suppose
+most novel-readers would have given fairly long odds against the betrothed
+in question keeping the appointment, and I may add that they would have won
+their money. Not that _Peregrine_ was going to find the course of his love
+run smooth in spite of this; being a hero and a gentleman he had for one
+thing to try, and keep on trying, to bring the affianced pair together, and
+thus provide the tale with another than its clearly predestined end. Of
+course he doesn't succeed, but the attempt furnishes capital entertainment
+for everybody concerned, and proves that Mr. Punch's "C.F.S." can write
+prose too.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+The title of _Gold Must be Tried by Fire_ (MACMILLAN) might be called
+axiomatic for the precise type of fiction represented by the story.
+Because, if gold hadn't to be tried by fire, you might obviously marry the
+hero and heroine on the first page and save everybody much trouble and
+expense. Mr. RICHARD AUMERLE MAHER, however, knows his job better than
+that. True, he marries his heroine early, but to the wrong man, the Labour
+leader and crook, _Will Lewis_, who vanishes just before the entrance of
+the strong but unsilent hero, only to reappear (under an alias) in time to
+get shot in a strike riot. Mr. MAHER'S book comes, as you may already have
+guessed, from that great country where they have replaced alcohol by sugar,
+and where (perhaps in consequence) heroines of such super-sentimentality as
+_Daidie Grattan_ have no terrors for them. Personally I found her and her
+exploits on burning ships, besieged mills and the like a trifle sticky. For
+the rest you have some interesting details of the workings of the paper
+industry; a style that to the unfamiliar eye is at times startling (as
+when, on page 282, the hero's head "snapped erect"); and lots and lots of
+love. As for the ending, to relieve any apprehensions on your part, let me
+quote it. "Taking her swiftly in his arms, he questioned: 'Has the gold
+come free from the fire at last, my darling?' 'Gold or dross,' she
+whispered as she yielded, 'it is your own.'" _Ah!_
+
+ * * * * *
+
+_Love's Triumph_ (METHUEN) is concerned to a great extent with the
+development of a raw Kentucky lad into an attractive and resourceful man;
+but its chief interest lies rather with his trainer. When _Victor
+McCalloway_ arrived in Kentucky and took _Boone Wellver_ under his wing it
+became obvious enough that he was bent on reconstructing his own life as
+well as moulding _Boone's_. _McCalloway_, when the seal of his past is
+broken, turns out to be _Sir Hector Dinwiddie, D.S.O., K.C.B._, a
+tradesman's son who was generally believed to have killed himself in Paris.
+I must assume that Mr. CHARLES NEVILLE BUCK intended us to recognise in
+_Sir Hector_ a certain General whose name acquired a painful notoriety not
+so long ago. The reader may form what opinion he likes of the good taste of
+all this, but there can be no question that the author has drawn a fine
+character. At the outset his style is so jumpy that the story is difficult
+to follow, but presently its course grows clearer and I fancy that you will
+follow it keenly, as I did, to the end.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+[Illustration: WORRIES OF THE DARK AGES.
+
+_Peaceful Knight_ (_who has called to ask his way at a strange castle_).
+"OH, CONFOUND IT! I WISH I'D READ THE NOTICE BEFORE I BLEW THE HORN. I
+DON'T FEEL A BIT LIKE FIGHTING GIANTS TO-DAY, AND BESIDES I PROMISED TO BE
+HOME EARLY FOR DINNER."]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+STRENUOUS LIFE IN THE WEST.
+
+ "At a charity concert at Clifton recently nearly 200 glass tumblers
+ disappeared in the course of a week."--_Daily Paper._
+
+Very deplorable, of course. Still, towards the end of the sixth consecutive
+day would the audience be fully responsible?
+
+
+
+
+
+
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