t Tom and the otter."
_I_ (_hopefully_). I don't know where it is.
_She._ I think it's in the dining-room, and the Fairy Bluebell
couldn't get it herself because she was only a _little_ girl really.
As I say, there are a lot of people, and many of them, doubtless,
readers of this paper, who understand all about fairies. I want to ask
them, as one poor old hard-worked man to another, whether this is
the proper way for a fairy to behave. There seems to be a lack of
delicacy--and shall I say shyness?--about it.
EVOE.
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[Illustration: _Mrs. McNicol._ "FOUND A POUN' NOTE IN THE STREET,
DONAL'? THAT'S GUID!"
_Her Husband (sadly.)_ "AY, BUT MCTAVISH SAW ME PICK IT UP, AN' I OWE
HIM TWENTY-TWO AN' SAXPENCE."]
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=Our Tactful Orators.=
"At the close they asked President ----, who was in the chair, to
present a very handsome umbrella to Mr. ----.
In a few well-chosen words the Chairman said he trusted that
Mr. ----, while journeying through life, would be successful in
warding off many a shower with his umbrella, but they all hoped
they would be showers of goodwill."--_Trade Paper._
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"This is great fun and mystifies your friends. Buy a few and you
will be the cleverest fellow in your district.
Our leaders are 'Stink Bomb' (make bad smell when broken). Re. 1 a
box.
'Sneeze Powder' (makes everybody sneeze when blown in the air) Re.
1 a bottle."
_Advt. in Indian Paper._
Who says the East has no sense of humour?
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[Illustration: THROUGH THE GOAL-POSTS; OR, THE END OF A PERFECT
SCRUM.]
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=THE WHITE SPAT.=
When it is remembered how large a part has been played in history by
revolutionary and political songs it is both lamentable and strange
that at the present time only one of the numerous political faiths has
a hymn of its own--"The Red Flag." The author of the words owes a good
deal, I should say, to the author of "Rule Britannia," though I am
inclined to think he has gone one better. The tune is that gentle old
tune which we used to know as "Maryland," and by itself it rather
suggests a number of tired sheep waiting to go through a gate than a
lot of people thinking very redly. I fancy the author realised this,
and he has got over it by putti
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