et returned.

* * * * *

"LITTLE PROGRESS MADE.
KING STILL DEFIANT."
_Daily Paper._

Oh, dear! Another complication!
Who is the monarch? Which the nation?
We breathe again. The Leicester pro.
Kept up his end four hours or so.

* * * * *
"Another of the big round landlords of London is selling his
estate.

Sir Joseph Doughty Tichborne is selling his Doughty Estate of 14
acres."--_Evening Paper._

It recalls the famous case. "The Claimant" would certainly have made
"a big round landlord."

* * * * *

"Here then is a new development of serious local journalism. Just
an unpretentious but exceedingly well-printed village sheet,
breathing local atmosphere, emitting nothing that can possibly
interest the natives."

_Local Paper._

But we seem to have seen journals like this before.

* * * * *

From a Dutch bulb-grower's catalogue:--

"Nothing but Inferior quality being sent out from my Nurseries. My
terms are Cash with order only."

In matters of commerce this Dutchman appears to be maintaining his
country's reputation.

* * * * *

=THE ANNIVERSARY.=

It began as quite an ordinary day. I read my paper at breakfast and
Kathleen poured out the coffee. She wore that little frown between her
eyebrows that means that she is thinking out the menu for lunch and
dinner and hoping that Nurse hasn't burnt Baby's porridge again. This
is married life.

Then I started in a hurry for the office, hurling a "Good-bye, dear"
through the open window as I passed. The 9.15 leaves little time for
affection. That too is married life.

It was the sweetbriar hedge that made me decide to miss the 9.15. It
clutched hold of me suddenly and told me that the sky was very blue
and the woods very green, and that the office was an absurd thing on
such a day.

I went slowly back home round the outside of the garden wall. Someone
was singing in the garden. I stopped and whistled a tune. A face
appeared over the wall--rather an attractive face.

"Hello!" it said; "someone I knew a long time ago used to whistle that
tune outside my garden."

"Hello!" I said; "come out for a walk?"

"I can't come out at the bidding of young men on the highway. It isn't
done."

"Never mind. Come out."

"Have I ever been introduced to