hite mice? By gnawing through
the tent ropes of a sleeping enemy--especially on wet and stormy
nights--they would engender a sense of strain and insecurity among our
opponents that could not be without an appreciable influence on their
temper and _moral_ throughout the campaign. The tents of commanding
officers of notoriously choleric nature should be the objects of
persistent attention in this way.

The suitability of parrots for use in warfare is obvious. Their especial
duty would be to give misleading words of command at points of critical
importance during a battle. A stealthy night attack might be converted
into a hasty "strategic retirement" by an observant parrot ingratiating
itself among the enemy's ranks and raising the cry, "Up, Guards, and at
'em!"

It is perhaps late in the season to utilise the services of trained
wasps to any extent, but the possibilities of other insect auxiliaries
should not be overlooked.

* * * * *

The Prime Minister of New Zealand as reported in _The Timaru Herald_:--

"Just one word more. With regard to Canada's offer that is reported
in this evening's paper, my opinion of it may be summed up in three
words: Dibra, Jukova and Ipek."

This is one of the things we could have summed up more lucidly
ourselves, though perhaps not so concisely.

* * * * *

"Will the Soldiers who saw Lady Thrown off Tramcar on Saturday
evening, about 8 o'clock, please communicate."

_Advt. in "Northampton Daily Chronicle."_

Another lovers' tiff in the gloaming?

* * * * *

Illustration: THE ROAD TO RUSSIA.

* * * * *

Illustration: _Cyclist_ (_taking initiative on being
caught without a light_). "DOUSE YOUR GLIM, MATE; WE'LL BE HAVING THEM
ZEPPELINS ALL OVER US."

* * * * *

BURGOMASTER MAX.

Belgian soldiers, martial heroes, in a world of fire and flame,
By their fortitude and daring have achieved immortal fame,
But there's one, a mere civilian, who a _vates sacer_ lacks--
Burgomaster MAX!

Therefore let a sorry rhymer offer you his humble meed,
And salute your priceless service to your country in her need,
All unarmed yet undefeated, never turning in your tracks--
Burgomaster MAX!

_Athanasius contra mundum_--you remind us of the tag,
You whose fearless manifestoes