A storm of indignation has been raised in Berlin by an order (instigated, it is said, in a very high quarter) that all cafés must close at 2 A.M. A petition is being circulated which points out that this order will kill Berlin’s tourist traffic, “as the night life of the city is the only attraction for visitors.” This implication that a certain exalted personage is not among the local attractions seems to us to amount almost to lèse-majesté.
When Lieutenant Porte’s water-plane, “The America,” refused to rise, he should have tried changing its name to “The South America.”
The Buckinghamshire Territorials, under their new commandant, Colonel Wethered, are going in for chorus-singing practice. This is a good idea. Sung badly enough, these choruses should prove a valuable weapon against a musical foe, such as the Germans.
Owing to an outbreak of mumps at Harrow School the summer term has had to close some days earlier than usual. It is characteristic of the generous nature of the Harrow boys that, in spite of this annoying interruption of their studies, there has been very little open expression of resentment against those who introduced the ailment.
Coventry’s annual Lady Godiva procession took place last week, and was a success. It is feared, however, that with the advance of fashion the principal character—who on this occasion was attired in pink fleshings draped with white chiffon—will be voted overdressed and so fail to attract.