stop her smoking too
many cigarettes. It said that their young brother, having sprained his
ankle at hockey, had become a wolf for jig-saw puzzles. It said where
their parents had dined recently and where they were going to dine and
who was coming next week. It said what she had seen at the theatre
last Saturday and what book she was reading. It said which of the
other V.A.D.'s had become engaged. It said what an awful time they had
had trying to buy some tea, and how scarce butter had become, and
what a cold she had caught in the last raid, and how Uncle Jim had
influenza and couldn't go on being a special, and how Aunt Sibyl had
been introduced to one of the GEDDESES and talked to him as though it
was the other, and how she herself had met Evelyn in the street
the other day and Evelyn had asked "with suspicious interest after
you"--and a thousand other things such as a good sister, even though
busy at a hospital, finds time to write to a brother over there, all
among the mud and the shells, winning the War. And not being in the
habit of signing her name, when writing in this familiar way, she
finished up with a reference to the darlingest of all dogs by sending
its love at the very end: "Love from ----" and so forth.

Well, the letter, as I have said, could not be delivered. The postal
people at the Front, and behind the Front, are astonishingly good, but
they could not get in touch with the brother this time, and therefore
they opened the letter and looked at the foot of it for the name of
the writer and found that of the dog, and at the head of it for
the street and town where the writer lived, and sent it back as
"insufficiently addressed."

And that is why in a certain house in Chelsea a treasured possession
is a returned letter for General SMUTS.

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From an article entitled "Is it Safe for Cousins to marry?":--

"It is just as well, however, to pick out somebody besides your
cousin for your wife." _The Family Doctor_.

Before acting on this advice, however, it might be safer to consult
The Family Lawyer.

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[Illustration: AFTER A DAY ON THE ALLOTMENT.

"SUDDENLY SHE REALISED THAT HER IDOL HAD FEET OF CLAY."--_Extract from
popular novel_.]

* * * * *

THE VERY GLAD EYE.

Mother put down the key of the hen-house and took up the letters that
lay beside her plate.

"If only Joan wou