... history cf either country. THE NEW WORLD LANGUAGE. This week there has been at Boulogne an international congress of people who speak EsperantD, the new, or comparatively new world language. One feels—a liqle sorrowfully perhaps—that these well intentioned ...

... Market Lane, Ramsey, is the oldest man in that town. He is over 85 years of age, and. Manx was the only language he could speak until he was 70 years old. He says : I became subject severe pains in my back I could hardly get about, and when I tried to ...

... at last meeting that it was to be done by Mr Greig. Mr Laing—No, it was left to the Committee to ds it. Mr Outhwaite—l am speaking to the Provost and not to you. The Provost's own words at the last meeting were every man to his own trade, and Greig will ...

... if you will be good enough to explain yourself.' Exp:ain myself ! spluttered Mr. Smudge. Yes; in what way do you—l speak with all deference—arrogate to yourself the right of interfering with my actions after I leave your office? The right, young ...

... but also a large numbers of both Houses of Parliament and several Cabinet Ministers. After luncheon, the Lord-Chancellor, speaking in French, in proposing the health of His Majesty the King, said the King had only interpreted truly the sentiments of his ...

... in the testi• monist that was being made to one of the greatest riches :he people could possess—an upright, loyal, truth speaking and noble man. That was GllO of the pillars which sustaine I the community, and because they were the !niters, like its ...

... land. The attractions at the Fluthers were many and varied, and the showmen reaped a go_od harvest. Mu AsQUITIL—Mr Asquith, speaking at Sheffield on Tuesday night, said the session of Parliament now closing would live in history as one of the most fruitless ...

... did not desert him. Madam, he remarked when the woman had paused for sheer want of breath, do you know to whom you are speaking ? Are you aware that I have been all round Ireland on a bicycle I NINTH HOERARD.—Matilda Jane Ayres, a beautiful woman of ...

... addressed relucta ntly moved out of the way of the grimy youth in question, and the fair-haired girl to whom be had been speaking went on serving sandwicties to people she had forgotten his presence. She was very pretty. Bewitchingly pr of and her prettiness ...

... Norah. They're doing their best to de , throy me. You may say that, said Bridget, putting her head closer to Norsh, and speaking in a frightened whisper. They all me mad, but I'm not so mad as they think. I know what I hear them say— Miekeen, had a ...