und him, _Yip-Yap_;"
And they put down their noses and sung to his line
Away down the valley most tuneful and fine.

'Twas a point of ten miles and a kill in the dark
That scared the cock pheasants in Fallowfield Park,
And into the worry flew Fan like a shot
And snatched the tit-bit that old Rummage had got;
_Eloop_, little Fan with the patch on her back,
She broke up the fox with the best of the pack.

* * * * *

FOR THE CHILDREN.

[_The Hospital for Sick Children in Great Ormond Street, where
many Belgian children are now being cared for, is in very
urgent need of funds to enable it to maintain its beneficent
work. The Treasurer will gladly receive and acknowledge any
subscriptions that may be sent._]

O generous hearts that freely give,
Nor heed the lessening of your store,
So but our well-loved land may live,
Much have you given--give once more!

For little children spent with toil,
For little children worn with pain,
I ask a gift of healing oil--
Say, shall I ask for it in vain?

For, since our days are filled with woe,
And all the paths are dark and chill,
This thought may cheer us as we go,
And bring us light and comfort still;

This, this may stay our faltering feet,
And this our mournful minds beguile:--
We helped some little heart to beat
And taught some little face to smile.

R. C. L.

* * * * *

"MONITORS AT WORK OFF KNOCKE," says _The Daily Mail_, and by way of
reply the Germans knocked off work.

* * * * *

THE PATRIOT.

This is a true story. Unless you promise to believe me, it is not much
good my going on.... You promise? Very well.

Years ago I bought a pianola. I went into the shop to buy a gramophone
record, and I came out with a pianola--so golden-tongued was the
manager. You would think that one could then retire into private life
for a little, but it is only the beginning. There is the music-stool
to be purchased, the library subscription, the tuner's fee (four
visits a year, if you please), the cabinet for the rolls, the man to
oil the pedals, the----however, one gets out of the shop at last. Nor
do I regret my venture. It is common talk that my pianola was the
chief thing about me which attracted Celia. "I _must_ marry a man with
a pianola," she said ... and there was I ..