THE BELLS OF FROGNAL LANE.
They sound for early Service
The bells of Frognal Lane;
And I am thinking of the day
I shot my cousin Jane.
At Frognal Lane the Service
Begins at half-past eight,
And some folk get there early
While others turn up late.
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]But, come they late or early,
I ne’er shall be again
The careless chap of days gone by
Before I murdered Jane.
We have been looking over “Forms Suggested for Telegraph Messages,” issued by the Western Union. While more humorous than perhaps was intended, they fall short of the forms suggested by Max Beerbohm, in “How Shall I Word It?” As for example: