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beaming, gleaming, streaming. There was a moment's emotional silence, broken by a thunder of rapturous applause. The Song Scena, all too short, was finished. Anxious not to risk spoiling the impression, I arose and left hastily before the next turn. * * * * * Illustration: _She._ "HERBERT, I CAN'T FIND MY BATHING-DRESS ANYWHERE!" _He._ "SEE IF YOU'VE GOT IT ON." * * * * * "Young M'Pherson, the Blackford jumper, is anxious to fix up a match for a long jump with anybody in Scotland. A week ago he did 5-1/2 ft., but he asserts he can beat this hollow if called upon." _Edinburgh Evening News._ If M'PHERSON will say just how young he is, we will find a suitable nephew to take him on. Tommy (aged eight) did 6 ft. 1 in. yesterday, but asserts that he slipped. * * * * * A MIDSUMMER MADNESS. The girl who shared Herbert's meringue at dinner (a brittle one, which exploded just as he was getting into it) was kind and tactful. "It doesn't matter a bit," she said, removing fragments of shell from her lap; and, to put him at his ease again, went on, "Are you interested in little problems at all?" Herbert, who would have been interested even in a photograph album just then, emerged from his apologies and swore that he was. "We're all worrying about one which Father saw in a paper. I do wish you could solve it for us. It goes like this." And she proceeded to explain it. Herbert decided that the small piece of meringue still in her hair was not worth mentioning and listened to her with interest. On the next morning I happened to drop in at Herbert's office.... And that, in short, is how I was mixed up in the business. "Look here," said Herbert, "you used to be mathematical; here's something for you." "Let the dead past bury its dead," I implored. "I am now quite respectable." "It goes like this," he said, ignoring my appeal. He then gave me the problem, which I hand on to you. "A subaltern riding at the rear of a column of soldiers trotted up to the captain in front and challenged him to a game of billiards for half-a-crown a side, the loser to pay for the table. Having lost, he played another hundred, double or quits, and then rode back, the column by this time having travelled twice its own length, and a distance equal to the distance it would have travelled if it had been going in
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