... * By KATE THOMPSON THE Carsons were a relentless pair. In their world of self-won privilege they worked for prestige with the silent stealth of spotted jungle-cats. He was a big man, thick-shouldered with a slow, heavy gait and the suavely Oxford-accented voice of the English South African. She wore English tweeds, smooth jerseys and a string of pearls, and kept her hair pretty with honey ...

... * By PAT FUTRELLE. HENRY FOULGAR'S house was like the man himself-- big, overdressed and vulgar. Even the butler, as he escorted the visitor to the drawing-room, seemed to radiate the same phoney aura as had the hall, with its overwhelming armour and second-rate oil-paintings of other people's ancestors. roulgar, bulging in a dinner jacket, came ponderously forward to greet his guest, his ...

... * By PETER NIVEN. ABDUL the cobbler was a meek and timorous man with no opinion of himself, whose slender body was bowed before its time through much application to his last. He was an industrious man and ought to have been a happy one, inasmuch as he had, a little over a year ago, achieved the only ambition that had ever possessed him. Even now he sometimes won dered at his temerity in ...

... THE RECORD OF THE WELSH GUARDS And the Story of the Air Transport Auxiliary Detailed war records of the work of particular units have a value beyond their obvious importance as a con tribution to military history, and beyond the fact that they elaborate upon the individual sacrifices which, in sum total, made possible our survival. Such records are indeed a key to a way of living that all too ...

... Stories From Everywhere HOW'S business, Sam? a negro asked a friend. Lawdy, man, business am sho' good. Ah s bought a mule fo ten dollars, swapped it lo a bicycle, swapped dat fo' a mangle, swapped de mangle fo' a bedstead, an' Ah sold de bedstead fo' ten dollars. But, protested the Inend, yo am t made nothin' on the turnover. No, dat's right, admitted Sam, but look at de business Ah's ...

... By B. L. JACOT. HE came down the stairs slowly, his mind a thousand miles away, and he heard the dog scratching at the kitchen door. The dachshund shot through his legs as he opened the door, and he saw that the kettle was spitting furiously. Something else he had forgotten. He turned the gas off guiltily. His wife's voice sounded from the bedroom overhead Don't be too long with Fritzie, dear. ...

... ASBNSB OF VALUE.* By BEATRICE KANE. LYTTON WARD sat at his desk with hands clasped on a spot less blotting-pad and eyes narrowed in concentration. Experience had taught him that two or three quiet minutes at the beginning of the day could save many half-hours of wasted effort later, and after all, time was money; particularly his time, which was well paid for by a Government that had employed ...

... By PHYLLIS HASTINGS. NOW, listen! said Mr. Crekett. He began most of his remarks with Now, listen! As if you had a chance to do anything else, thought Leslie Rufus wearily. For Mr. Crekett was large, and he pointed his cigar at your face, almost suffocating you with the smoke, and he had a great deal of money. There is nothing like money for making people listen to people who otherwise ...

... .* By PHYLLIS HASTINGS. IT is easy to go to Limbo. You turn at the cross-roads, where one arm of the signpost says Cheltenham, and another Limbo, 1 mile. What the remaining arms say does not concern us here, and would only confuse the issue. But people scarcely ever take the Limbo road unless they happen to live in that village, for having reached Limbo, the road seems to lose heart and, ...

... * By JOHN SHEARMAN. WHEN Artie Turnbull, ex-glider pilot, came walking up Frith Street towards Soho Square at two o'clock one Tuesday afternoon, a foot and a half off the ground, almost nobody batted an eyelid. A man who was just coming out of the Dog and Duck turned and went back in again, but the crap game on the opposite corner did not excite itself. As Artie increased height to two feet ...

... By JIM ANDIAN. -r^xtract from the Morning Wail, at p. 2 tL tax fraud alleged. COMMISSIONER SUES KNIGHT IN SENSATIONAL WRIT. A major sensation was caused in the City this morning when it was disclosed that Sir Zebediah Huggle had been served with a Supreme Court Writ for £333.333 3s. 3d. Sir Zebediah, the well-known sheep, cattle and liquor magnate, is alleged in the writ to have defrauded the ...

... * By GRANIA BRANDON THE crowded buses were passing King's Cross without stopping, and I decided that it would be quicker to walk on to The Angel. Two or three groups of soot-smeared youngsters rattled tins at me and demanded pennies for the guy, but this one worked alone. Sorry, son, I haven't got a penny, I said yet again. And knowing that one refusal was unlikely to be enough, added firmly ...