Plovers' Eggs.
These eggs by a strange freak of nature are more easily obtainable in April and May than in any other month. In fact in December they are worth their weight in gold, and are then to be found on the tables only of Mr. Mallaby-Deeley, Mr. Rockefeller, Mr. Harry Lauder and Mr. John Burns. To-day they are anything from ninepence to a shilling each, and in a fortnight's time they will be sixpence each, with the added pleasure to the consumer of now and then finding a young plover inside.
"Buy a puzzle, Sir?"
"On Wednesday of last week an express train dashed into a flock of sheep being driven over a level crossing at Northallerton to-day."
Meat Trades' Journal.
Only an express train could arrive a week early; the other ones are always late.