... No. I.-- Edited by J. M. B. a, Dear V., We have had such a time since we came up to town for the week. In fact it has been a perpetual gime (as the Cockney will say) though the fog and the grime are enough to make anyone shriek. Yet London is London whatever you say it lives in the dusk and the dawn. The shire in December is horridly grey, and the world as you look from your Libertied bay is ...

... No. 2. Edited by J. M. B. Dear V., This year I mean to write a little letter every night. You're wrong I'm not coquetty. I've never seen him in our sets, I only know his name is Letts. That's why I'm doubly Letty. I'll love to tell him all I do and I'll be franker than with you, with whom I only coast it. I'll tell him all the things I know he'll never give away the show, because I'll never ...

... No. 4.- -Edited by J. M. B. Dear C., There's such a lot of things save din. and dine, and drama when one is out of leading strings in London's panorama. I love to watch the streets at night when everything's electric, and won't believe that mother's right to scout my taste as hectic. The country with its dreary drabs is rather wishy-washy, I'd rather ride in hansom cabs even when the streets ...

... . Dear J. M. B., I'm typing just to let you know (because you can't, on any plea, be got to go and see a show) that things are going very strong the public will not take denials. The carriage qu ue is now so long it nightly reaches Seven Dials. The best of things of course must end so Phoebe Throssel's left the town, with ring and ringlet locks to spend her honeymoon as Mrs. Brown. But Lucy ...

... First Prize of One Guinea, Cross Purposes In an American railway car sat an elderly dame with an anxious air about her. Conductor, she said, please let me know when we get to Poughkeepsie. By all means, ma'am, he said as he passed along. Again as he came her way she accosted hi n, Con ductor, you'll be sure and tell me when we get to Poughkeepsie and again he assured her that he would tell ...

... The mantle of Sydney Smith has fallen upon the. Rev. Thomas Smith, vicar of St. John the Baptist, Greenhill, Harrow. The church was consecrated last week by the Bishop of London. Hearing the bishop had received £100,000 from the City and South London Railway he thought he might get some of it when the bishop came to view the new church. The bishop, however, in formed him by letter he had ...

... On the ground floor of a certain East-end build ing is a public- house. On the first floor lived a son of Erin. On the second floor resided a son of Israel. Whenever the Jew feit thirsty he would lower a can by a piece of string down to the ground floor and the publican would extract 2d. which the Jew had placed there and fill the can with beer. As the Jew was hauling up his drink one day Pat ...

... I thought your wife's name was Elizabeth So it is. Then why do you call her Short for Pegasy. What has that to do with it Why, Pegasa is feminine for Pegasus. Well W ell, Pegasus is an immortal steed. What of that Sh Not so loud. She's in the next room. You see an immortal steed is an everlasting nag, and there vou are.- -1. S. Williams, IS, Durham Road, Newport, Mon. ...

... One day Pat and his friend, Murphy, were walking a'ong a country road skirted by a wall built up with loose cobblestones put one on top of the other. They had not gone far when down came a portion of the wall on top of them. Have mercy upon us, cried Murphy. Shut up you fool, said Pat; haven't we got enough upon us --Arthur Livesey, 7, Newstead Road, Liverpool. ...

... An Irishman walked into a post office and inquired of one of the clerks if there was a letter for him. The clerk asked what the name was. This innocent and necessary question, strange to say, made the Irishman angry, for he answered, Why do you want to know my name Isn't it on the letter The clerk told him that he could not tell him if there were any letters for him till he knew the name. Upon ...

... The clergyman of a country parish church was proceeding to proclaim the banns of marriage when he found he had forgotten the names of the couple and was unable to find the certificate. After repeating the first sentence, I publish the banns of marriage between several times the clerk, who was seated just under the reading desk, bawled out, Between the cushion and the seat, s 1 r N. Z. Warner, ...

... He was a young man a candidate for an agricultural constituency and he was sketching in glowing colours to an audience of rural voters the happy life the labourer would lead under an administration for the propagation of sweetness and light. We have not yet three acres and a cow, but it will come. Old-age pensions are still of the future, but they will come. Similarly every item of his compre ...