We are officially informed that, when every cat and dog in the German Empire has been enrolled and armed, each cat will be allowed to provide its own kit.
"Physically, Mr. Owen is a fine type, and his height is almost double that of the originator of the Welsh Army Corps—the Chancellor of the Exchequer.—Western Mail."
If we allow Mr. Owen a generous 8 feet, this would make Mr. Lloyd George about 4 ft. 2 in. He must be taller than that.
THE CHOICE.
The scene was Maida Vale—in the home of Julius Blumenbach, an Englishman of one generation.
"Well, my dear," said Mr. Blumenbach on his return from his office, "it won't do. The time has come to take the plunge. We have often talked about it, but now we must act. Only this morning I received five letters closing the account—all because of the name."