"At those prices?"
"Yes."
"Then you're frightfully rich?"
"No," he said.
"Why ever not? Surely the bookies haven't refused to pay?"
"Oh no."
"Then why aren't you rich?"
"Because I did the usual silly thing—I woke up."
"The Cafe Chantant.
To the Editor of 'The Evening Post.'
Sir,—In writing on the 4th February I omitted from the lists of names of two of our kind helpers at the Café Chantant, Messrs. Le Cheminant and the Victoria Dairy. Will you kindly allow me to do so now. Yours faithfully, M. P. pipon."
"The Evening Post," Jersey.