refers when he speaks of
his realization of a "poignant longing for divine cheerfulness."

O. S.

* * * * *

[Illustration: "Excuse me, Sir, but would you like to buy a nice little
dawg?"

"No, thanks very much. He looks as though he would bite."

"'E won't bite yer _if you buy 'im_, Guv'ner."]

* * * * *

ENIGMA.

My love to me is cold,
And no more seeks my gaze; I wonder why!
The smile of welcome that I loved of old
No longer lights her eye.

One little week ago
I asked no surer guide than Cupid's chart;
I said, "Your eyes reveal the depths below,
And I can read your heart."

She let her shy gaze fall,
And smiling asked, "Is then my face a screed,
My brow an open love-letter, where all
The world my thoughts may read?"

Said I, "The world, I'll vow,
Is blind! Myself alone may see the signs,
And know the message written on your brow:
I read between the lines."

My dear to me is cold;
Gone somewhere is the love-light from her eye;
And, when our ways meet, stately she doth hold
Her course. I wonder why.

* * * * *

"Curiously, the Australian Minister of Defence in the last
Parliament bore the same name as the Prime Minister in that
which has just been dissolved."

_Westminster Gazette._

A similar curious coincidence happened in England, the War Minister in
the last Parliament bearing the same name as the present Lord
Chancellor.

* * * * *

"MEN FOR THE ANTARCTIC.

105 Canadian Dogs to go with Sir E. Shackleton."

_Daily Express._

A gay lot, these Canadians.

* * * * *

A SCANDALMONGRIAN ROMANCE.

(_By Francis Scribble._)

[_The following article, specially written for us by the Author of "Ten
Frail Beauties of the Restoration," "Tales Told by a Royal Washerwoman,"
etc., is another important contribution to the literature of the Royal
Dirty-Linen Bag._]

A day or two ago a short notice in the papers told of the death of Mrs.
Maria Tubbs at Cannes; but few, if any, of those who read that brief
announcement will have recognised in it the close of one of the most
amazing careers of the nineteenth century. Yet little surprise need be
expressed at this general ignorance, for who would think to find under
that somewhat common-place name the rav