CORRESPONDENCE.
To the Editor of "The Oblate Spheroid."
Sir,—I congratulate you on your new departure. The time is ripe for Politics without Partisanship. I look to you for scathing denunciations of the arch humbugs who now wear the mantle of the once great Liberal Party.
Yours, etc.,
"Patriot."
Sir,—I hail with joy your abandonment of Party Shibboleths, and await your exposure of Asquith, Lloyd George and all such traitors.
Yours, etc.,
"Impartial."
Sir,—You will find it hard to live up to your professions, but the thinking Public will support you.
We need a judicial paper that will set truth above Party considerations, revealing, incidentally, the devilish character of the Redmond-cum-Cabinet compact.
Yours, etc.,
"Dulce et Decorum."
"Pink Chestnut.—When ices are given at a dinner it is usual to have them, but not otherwise."
From "Etiquette" in "The Lady."
It is therefore incorrect, "Pink Chestnut," to produce a private Bombe Vanille from your handkerchief bag.
"The death of an infant from 'convulsions,' without further explanation, can never be wholly satisfactory."
Australian Medical Journal.
It takes a lot to satisfy some people.
Short-sighted Old Lady (to gentleman taking his morning exercise in the park). "Go away, go away; you shan't put a finger on my luggage!"