THE PICNIC, SEPTEMBER, 1914.
Anxious Mother. "I hope we've forgotten nothing, Fred?—sandwiches, spirit lamp, sugar, tea, milk, jam, ammunition, knives, forks, repeating rifle, pickles, barbed wire, &c., &c."
The new German National Anthem (we hope):—Deutschland unter Allies.
We are living in unsettled times. St. Petersburg has become Petrograd, and now we read in The Yorkshire Observer that "The Bradford Baths Committee have decided to alter the name of the Central Baths to 'The Kursaal.'" What next?