way the band played and the
children sang with great enthusiasm:

'Rule, Brittania, Brittania rules the waves!
Britons, never, never, never shall be slaves!'

'Our next picture is called "An Englishman's Home". 'Ere we see the
inside of another room in Slumtown, with the father and mother and four
children sitting down to dinner--bread and drippin' and tea. It ses
underneath the pitcher that there's Thirteen millions of people in
England always on the verge of starvation. These people that you see
in the pitcher might be able to get a better dinner than this if it
wasn't that most of the money wot the bloke earns 'as to pay the rent.
Again we turns the 'andle and presently we comes to another very
beautiful scene--"Early Morning in Trafalgar Square". 'Ere we see a
lot of Englishmen who have been sleepin' out all night because they
ain't got no 'omes to go to.'

As a suitable selection for this picture, Bert played the tune of a
music-hall song, the words of which were familiar to all the
youngsters, who sang at the top of their voices:

'I live in Trafalgar Square,
With four lions to guard me,
Pictures and statues all over the place,
Lord Nelson staring me straight in the face,
Of course it's rather draughty,
But still I'm sure you'll agree,
If it's good enough for Lord Nelson,
It's quite good enough for me.'

'Next we 'ave a view of the dining-hall at the Topside Hotel in London,
where we see the tables set for a millionaires' banquet. The forks and
spoons is made of solid gold and the plates is made of silver. The
flowers that you see on the tables and 'angin' down from the ceilin'
and on the walls is worth L2,000 and it cost the bloke wot give the
supper over L30,000 for this one beano. A few more turns of the 'andle
shows us another glorious banquet--the King of Rhineland being
entertained by the people of England. Next we finds ourselves looking
on at the Lord Mayor's supper at the Mansion House. All the fat men
that you see sittin' at the tables is Liberal and Tory Members of
Parlimint. After this we 'ave a very beautiful pitcher hintitled "Four
footed Haristocrats". 'Ere you see Lady Slumrent's pet dogs sittin' up
on chairs at their dinner table with white linen napkins tied round
their necks, eatin' orf silver plates like human people and being
waited on by real live waiters in hevening dress. Lady Slumrent is
ve