... By YOGO HAMA Most Dear Hon. Bystanders, Before pursuing per ver batim (Latin) the extractions from my diary, I feel enormously that I should be guilty of less as my duty if 1 caused non-sophisticates and other tyroes to run away to suppose that the life of a famous explorist are all glorious adventurings and suchly happy skittles. During the course of these so celebrated extractions, 1 have ...

... YOQO HAMA'S HINTS ON DERBY DAY Most Dear Hon. Sir, s you are no doubtfully aware, J y before these words go cold ■A. A from my pen Derby Day shall have arrived upon us. Derby Day, I do not need to scarcely inform, are a very classical race combat for which equine speedster shall succeed to win the so famous Derby Cup by arriving 1-st to a post. Hon. Bystanders and suchly good sportsters do not ...

... I thought your performance in The Hound of the Basker- villes 1 just one great bark. I am writing a play about St. Toan, and think of you as the Maid. I thought your performance in The Hound of the Basker- villes 1 just one great bark. I am writing a play about St. Joan, and think of you as the Maid. I should so much like to take you on the river one day also it might give you ideas for ...

... I'll call for you about io on Sunday, so we can get to Maidenhead by lunch. I'll call for you about io on Sunday, so we can get to Maidenhead by lunch. I'll bring sandwiches no doubt we can find watercress down there Vnurt; G. B. S. Dear Miss Terry, ...

... . . Herbert1 was most kind and took me to the Ritz. We had steak and kidney pie. Yours, Marie Tempest. 1 Herbert Asquith Yes and no. but always partial to his pie. See Hansard. Vol. CXL, pg. 42, col. 1. Dear Mr. Shaw, ...

... I enjoyed your perform ance at the Empire so much last night. I enjoyed your perform ance at the Empire so much last night. Is is refreshing to find England still has great actresses. I am thinking of writing a play about St. Joan. Would you like to play the Maid? How about a little supper after the theatre one night Yours, G. Bernard Shaw. Dear Miss Marie Lloyd, ...

... By Eleanor E. Helme Dear Rvstanorr Fog and frost notwithstanding, some things occur with equal regularity to cheer up the first half of December, which none of us would willingly forego. One of these is the luncheon at which the Golfers' Cot Cup is presented to its proud winner, and this year's was even more informal, more delightful, than ever. There were so many speakers everybody present ...

... I have received the following letter from an anonymous reader, who signs himself Saunterer (To the Editor of The Bystander) Dear Sir, I write as an occasional reader only of The Bystander, being one of those unlucky people who cannot indulge in the luxury of a sixpenny paper every week. Now, Sir, 1 wish to make one candid criticism. There is only one thing in your paper of which I do not ...

... Some/oAere in 37anc/ers A COMMUNIQUE FROM BELGIUM My Dear Bystander For some reason or other one has always been brought up to regard la belle France as the true home of I' Amour (with a capital A), just as one associates Italy with old masters or Turkey with Turkish delight and though to-day, heaven knows, the minds of all her sons are intent upon as grim and as bloody a busi ness as ever ...

... V NVv 1-wr-v-wv V jr 1V.-,'V 'V '/V7' .W'WV BY JACK JOHNSON My Dear Bystander-- ja mong the variety of arduous duties which the egotism of the Kaiser A JL has thrust upon my youthful shoulders is the kindling of a profound mistrust of every one with whom I contact. This comes under the head of intelligence, it is, indeed, a sad state of attairs when that simple childlike faith in the ...

... Someidhere in y7&nc/ers WAR'S PIN-PRICKS My Dear Bystander I have a friend called Jules, who is a corporal in the ieme Territorials. I am sorry to say Jules has been having some trouble with his marraine, and this is very distressing for me, as I feel I am indirectly responsible. As is well-known, every good poilu sighs for a marraine it is only right and proper that he should. Jules used to ...

... J IN £NGLAND MOWf! A WEEKLY LETTER FROM BLANCHE London, October 9, 1916 Dear Cousin A little furtively, perhaps, and almost apologetic ally, we're really rather proud and pleased, you know, in England now. Proud, with a pride unutterable, of our splendid fighting men-- from the Brigade of Guards, those blind worshippers on the altar of the great god Discipline, who in all the din and ...