The other week-end mother went away and wrote to Clarence that we were to be sure to go to the children's service on Sunday afternoon. Clarence read the letter aloud, and when it came to that part he said, instead of "children's service on Sunday afternoon," something about a picnic on Monday. That is what he calls editing, which is the special duty of an Intelligence Bureau.
Hoping that other children may find our example useful,
I remain, Yours truly,
Beth Mann.
A Pufflecombe Worthy speaks. "You be telling us, James Buzzicott, 'bout this 'ere Loovane there's s'much tark over in the papers, an' the destruction of a gran' ole building. But wot do ee zay, James Buzzicott, 'bout Pufflecombe and t'old 'Bell an' Horns' if us be invaded? Wot do ee zay 'bout that?"
The Return to Culture.
"Germans Falling back on the Muse."
North Mail.