Nor is the lenitive of this little effort of imagination confined to bodily ills; for a well-authenticated case reaches us of a notoriously mean man of wealth who was not heard to utter a single word of grumbling over the new war taxes after realising what the soldier's burden was too. Hence Mr. Punch is only too happy to give publicity to the discovery.
The Spy Danger.
Extract from a letter written by an East Coast resident:—
"The authorities are now looking for a grey motor-car, driven by a woman, who is thought to have a wireless apparatus inside."
R.A.M.C. forward, please.
The Sentimentalist (who has received socks from England). "She loves me; she loves me not."