... THE SUICIDES IN THE RUE BES VENTS By LEONARD MERRICK Author of The Worldlings, The Actor- Manager, Conrad in Quest of his Youth, etc.) Let the great book of the world be your principal study. Chesterfield. Having bought the rope, Tournicquot wondered where he should hang himself. The lath-and-plaster ceiling of his room might decline to support him, and at five o'clock in the afternoon a ...

... By MARK KISSING When Edith and I decided upon Switzerland wherein to spend our honeymoon, my friend, Bobby Woods, who knows the Continent thoroughly, and especially Switzerland, strongly advised us not to. If you go there, he said, you'll be sure to get into trouble. Mark my words Trouble we both exclaimed in chorus. What kind of trouble Oh, the police or something like that he answered. ...

... By THOMAS S. BLACKWELL There was not a jollier house in all Ireland than Grouse Lodge, nor a kinder host than poor old Tom Bayly (peace to his ashes!); while as to the rest of the family, boys and girls, the difficulty was to determine which of them you liked best. It was indeed an ideal spot at which to spend one's holidays with good company, plenty of shooting, and in the middle of a ...

... t| The Sale of the Secret Treaty 'fr M A TALE OF ALLEGED TREACHERY m I w Kg BY THOMAS TATTENHAM MJ INSPECTOR SALTGRAIN had done such a good day's work spy-hunt ing that our Colonel asked him in for a smoke after dinner one evening shortly after the declaration of war. Thank God/' the Colonel had said, all these spying devils are Germans, and that there are no British traitors among 'em. So ...

... PA' BASIL MACDONALD HASTINGS HYACINTH LE MESURIER lay on the steep side of a tree-wreathed valley in the dark. It was caressingly cold, and the same wind that bent the naked arms of the trees flipped his town-washed face and hands. Most people resent the personalities of Nature. This was a sea-wind, a wind that had torn sprays of down from the breasts of the gulls on the Casquets, flung spume ...

... f Shadows L Q^_ lira The jj Slory of If Tasteful J ^Revenge S3 3=5^) SIGNOR LUIGI BARECCI liked hot days. He had always done so, ever since his childhood, spent in the sunniest part of Italy, where the years had, so to speak, grown over him lying half- naked upon a sun-beaten shore. And that was why Signor Luigi Barecci lived in Beato. The walls of his villa were almost washed by the ...

... >j Gfe Glass I Oder (Me 2)OOfb Ey SYDNEY TREMAYNE A Strange Case of Self- Induced Illusions and Their Tragic Sequel Extracts fiom the Journal of Christopher Powell Farnham, M.D., F.R.S. Wtmpot.e Street. May 8 I have to-day succeeded in making a highly interest ing and satisfactory experiment, its object being to ascertain the exact extent to which lunacy is the outcome of consistent and ...

... (MimG/oriteGm V By Tim Granville TOWKAY AH FOO, in his ceremonial dress, was the success of the Governor's garden-party. The Governor made a patriotic speech, and asked for dollars-- many, many thousands of dollars-- to buy a submarine for the Mother Country as a gift from the Colony in the hour of need. When he had finished even-one, as usual, looked towards Ah Foo. He was the wealthiest ...

... BY ELEANOR M. WARREN AT six o'clock on such a summer's morning as the beautiful Cornish coast can boast-- a dream of grey rocks, pale, shimmering sands, and water of deepest greens and blues, Fenella awoke with the sun softly kissing her round cheek. Lightly blowing a return kiss to her royal lover she sprang out of bed, and slipping deftly into a cream- coloured serge bathing suit, only ...

... /VTopal Rac k bonk e^s) vj t zJ By Euphrasia Lewis Jj GEOFF'S face, clean-shaven and lined, was as expressionless as a face could be. Yet he glanced with gratified hope across the few feet of space between him and the woman entering his office. With outstretched hand he sprang to his feet. At the same time he made a huge mental effort to brace himself up for the coming scene. Haven't seen you ...

... f The Gun-Room N v Patriots By FLORENCE WARDEN ROTTEN, I call it! The second mid shipman nodded. Then he looked doubtful. But, I say, you know, w I can't think he'd be such a fool Well, look at him retorted the other. From the wide window of the handsome country-house where they were spending their four days' leave, the midshipmen stared out somewhat gloomily at the two figures in the ...

... ra f GOLFITIS A POT-POURRI OF GOLF 3 I°1 Air Pack up your Troubles in your Old Kit-Bag. Pack up your troubles in your old golf bag and play, play, play. The sun is shining and the sky is blue, It's a golfer's day. What's the use of worrying, you'll never play to scratch Go and play with freedom and without a care, you'll win your match. Air Click, click, I'm a Monkey on a Stick Geisha Cleek, ...